Wedding Story's

Sixty-Three (The Flirty)

The day after I was discharged from the hospital, my mother was also allowed to go home with a record of having to rest a lot. My mother's condition began to improve. It has begun to be chatted with even though the response is very slow. And it can not walk, must use a wheelchair first while recovering.

" Hello pretty oma, fayyadh has been bathing nih oma" I went into the room with fayyadh that already smells typical baby powder.

Mom responded with a smile. Understandably, some of your body can not be moved. But call to respond to the words people can still.

" Want an apple ma, let it peel?" I asked my mom while putting fayyadh on my bed.

" Don't be tired of re. You are also still in a state of recovery" said mama slowly almost like a whisper.

My mother knew about my miscarriage. Fadil's own brother who gave his. I have warned kak fadil not to tell mama, fear mama thought and worsen her health condition. And finally, my mother also felt guilty for this incident. Mama has also explained everything the same, as a result of regrets and guilt getting bigger.

" Oma, look at fayyadh's teeth have started to grow in front" my fuss told my mom with the child's accent.

Mama's eyes sparkled to hear him "granddaughter is already big, baby" said mama terbrata.

" So like to bite it again nyu ma" I told my mom. Lately fayyadh likes to bite so that again nyusu fortunately do not hurt, because the process will grow only 1, in the front teeth.

Mama chuckles softly "It is so if the baby wants to grow re teeth, the innate wants to bite. Because gatel"

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Long time we talked with mama, sometimes laugh and there are a lot of teasing in it, until I did not realize fayyadh had been sleeping next to mama. I want to move in but my mom says no. Let me sleep with my mom, for fear of waking up if raised to move.

" Rere go outside first yes ma, want to see mbak mirna already cooked or not" said I to mama.

Last night, mbak mirna was pulled back to work at my mom's house. I still remember Mirna, her favorite sister Fiona. Sampe until now fiona want to skip school because they want to kangen kangeenan same mbak mirna. Though later after school there is still a lot of time for kangen kangeenan. Sampe is bored.

" Re, I'm looking for you here"

I was surprised to find a fadil in front of my mama's room door when I was about to get out.

" Why did you come home?" Ask wonder. It was only 10 in the morning. Sis fadil just got out of the house at 09. This must have truant the original work.

Instead of answering fadil instead hugged me from the possessive side. I was astonished by the attitude of this fadil father.

" Mad, why the hell?" Asking me worried. Because fadil kentara kayak's face has problems.

" Oma wants to come" he said languidly

I opened my eyes so excitedly "yes good dong mas. Why are you so lethargic on his face?" Ask me for wonder

" yes but, I'm afraid of re. Mama must have told me about what happened to our family" honestly kak fadil I know the direction of the conversation.

I sighed to my weight "we slowly explained the two of them as oma"

" but baby -"

" Had dong mas, his face didn't have to be so lethargic" I sneered

" The important thing is still handsome" she said. The confident soul of my husband seems to be increasing day by day.

" yes handsome. If not handsome where

want me to be your wife"

I left fadil brother who still ngockeh ngoceh unclear. Intentions want to avoid unprofitable husband involvement, it seems to be unsuccessful. Because fadil daritadi's brother still wants me to go to the kitchen. Though want to help mbak mirna cook, mumpung my handsome son is still bobo herd.

I am still trying not to pay attention to fadil feet by busying myself cutting kale that was the task of mbak mirna. Sometimes my eyes still glanced at my husband who was again pouring cold water from the refrigerator.

" Mas.ada mbak mirna yes. Don't know how embarrassed" I said uncomfortable. How can, fadil brother hugged me from behind who is still busy with kale, made shocked because of his actions. Plus there's mirna again.

" You again want to be spoiled by mom" said mbak mirna while giggling amusedly.

I took my breath in rage. I turn my body to face a human who can not guess the mood "Want what?" I asked a little upset

" Want you" whispered fadil.

The next second my body was now in the air, because the act of a fadil brother who carried me was like a sack of rice.

" YES SUCCESS MBAK, MASS" cried mbak mirna which I can still hear very clearly.

" Masssss..turunin nakk"

I still continue to try to rebel in order to escape from this unclear human support, in fact my brother is still relaxed up the stairs while holding me lightly. Am I that straight, until my brother fadil like not tired at all to carry me.

I like to recognize the direction of the goal of fadil

The chamber?

My eyes were round, "Dad, don't be like you" I panicked a little. Fears of post-mortarization return to memory.

Fadil's brother came back ignoring me. This time I was ready. That quick?

Put me on the bed. My heart is out of control now. Afraid, worried, all clashing into one "Mas.I don't want to. I'm still scared" I finally opened my voice"

Fadil's forehead is wrinkled. I still kept staring at him faithfully who was busy unbuttoning his shirt one by one. My mind is traveling where it is. It's still daylight this gini loh, so perverted right.

" Why are you re, freaking out?" Ask brother fadil wonder.

" Have a panic, you want that, right?" I was a little hesitant, when I said a slightly fulgar sentence in my opinion.

I grimaced while rubbing my forehead on the toyor kak fadil "Nihhh fill the head can be like cleanin first. Let her think clean. You know clean house, clothes, brain never wash to clean"

I was still silently digesting the word fadil. Wait a minute, what is this. Please explain more specifically, the brain renata like not working.

" what the hell does mas mean?"

" I'd like to ask for kerokin. Don't think about the distance"

My smile immediately expands. Shame is actually already thinking of the distance until there. It turns out it's just asking for a durokin. Then the fadil brother was looking at me like a paedophile who was looking for a high school boy, right serem.

" Oohhh, to be dredged. Say daritadi dong suaamikk"

No answer from him. Kak fadil immediately poured himself on the carpet that had been in the previous title. Not possible in bed right, tired really if you have to wash the bed linen because it is exposed to oil dredging. Sis fadil sok old really use in all kerokin, already rich father. Ehhh father yes. Hehe

I sat next to him with a fully-equipped scrape. His body is on the stomach now. I was not impatient to ask for it in the crack.

My wife cannot rest. Beautiful boy still in school, handsome still bobo. This should be my moment of time. But, this is the father like not to lose. Sometimes children are jealous.

" don't go to bed" I said between the activity scraped me. Fadil kak justan berdeham. Kan kesel's.

" Intent again pick up school sister loh mas "my memory is hard so that my fadil sis' eyes are sticky again. Because already really smell the smell of the smell of this sleeping scent mah.

Out of annoyance at my babbling, the fadil brother who was lying on his stomach is now on his back. Facing me who was staring at him horror.

Who doesn't try. Because of the fadil that returned the body arrived. The oil that I put out to make meredded up spilling all because of his actions. Darling the oil, tired of cleaning it.

" Here dong bund, deketan" said sak fadil while holding my wrist with his flirtatious eyes.

" I plug your eyes" my sarcasm

" very bad anyway. Though want to ask for kerokin plu plu plus his "

My eyes managed to widen " Plus plus your eyes yes mas"

" It was the crack. I'm gonna wash this hand. Fayyadh will wake me up"

" The only child you have number one. Husband is not important, right?"

Lah, angry?

I was fixated to see the fadil brother who left me still in place. My pandang is still on him who again took his own towel in the closet.

Ohhh. If you're angry you know where the towel is. Usually, his wife's name first while shouting is not clear.

" So, it's not funny how you're jealous of children."

Fadil doesn't mind me at all. Even enter the bathroom door pake slamming the door all. I was surprised anyway. If it breaks tau tasa. His money is also out to make money. Basic mr. tuaa. Jealous of the child.

Instead of thinking about a brother fadil who is jealous does not make sense mending me see my handsome son has been awake what not

But.previously saying goodbye. No one fires a beard if I leave.

" mas. I'm going downstairs to see fayyadh" I shouted

There's no answer. Yes it doesn't matter. What matters is that I said.

The bathroom door I heard was open making my intention to go out the room undo my intention.

" Aren't you feeling guilty?" Fadil's sister pops her head from inside the bathroom with her face sprained.

Gemes do not pack ngambek ngembek gini event, already like fiona if he wants not to be able to deliver.

With a heavy heart, I walked up to the bathroom. I elus his cheeks soft "Apasih mas, fayyadh your son that loh. Why be jealous of children. Are you still taking care of me often ?" I said gently.

" Yaudah if so, I want you now" finished the fadil that can not be denied.

There was no other choice but to surrender the whole body to the brother of fadil. Rather than being a big problem right, because it is rejected continuously. Better to just take it. Hitting count the process of eliminating fear.

Happy happy is a fadil because his desire is fulfilled. I lost the face of the annoyed face from his face. Replacing with a series of faces. Father father basic