WULANS

eps. 4

upon arrival at home, Wulan immediately took the children to their room, kissed her both before exiting the room.

then head to the kitchen to brew warm tea for himself, then sit in the living room as well as the family room and also the room to watch television.

Wulan turned on the television and played her favorite broadcast.

he looked back at the bracelet that had adorned his left arm, smiling and sipping warm tea inside the cup.

this was the first time he was given a birthday gift, and the birthday greeting he received, not fancy but very touching the recesses of his heart.

her Miris is not from her husband who never remembers and says happy birthday words to her during their time together .

whereas every her husband's birthday, she always prepares dinner and a sincere greeting .

again Wulan just sighed her, already her fate, only those were the words to strengthen her heart .

in his take his cell phone and start it he surfed on his sosmed, in his unique Poto bracelet and in his post with a picture of his heart as his caption.

then back he surfed on the sosmed to see the status of his friends, see their happiness pictures, and their busy while working .

back Wulan sipped her tea, she was quite grateful because she did not know what to post about what happiness is, hmm......

then back to busy himself looking at life in the sosmed.

at night time has made Wulan's body began to feel sleepy, he began to prepare his body to sleep.

without a long time, his tired eyes instantly closed after he enveloped his body with a blanket.

when it was too late, Wulan felt a hand touch her stomach and carried her body in a paddle .

"uhh..." Wulan knew it was her husband who had just returned from his service.

felt a heavy breath at the nape of his nape, but Wulan fell back asleep because his body really needed a break.

the warmth of the decking that made her sleep more soundly tonight , Wulan was smiling to bring the beauty of this night into her dreams.

***

the next morning Wulan activity returned as usual , according to the message from the husband so as not to build it this morning because he was still tired after the yesterday service and just came home early in the morning.

Wulan had arrived at her employer's house and was directly doing her job .

in the afternoon Wulan returned home with her two children.

after giving her two children dinner, Wulan helps Bella, her eldest child, in doing her homework.

before long the door opened it seemed that her husband had returned home from work with ,Wulan welcomed her with a smile, her two children also welcomed their father's arrival .

Wulan prepares dinner for her husband when her husband is cleaning his body in the bathroom .

then accompany her husband to dinner.

after her the family gathered in their family room, who was busy playing with the train toys that had just been given by Wira ,also Bella who is engrossed in painting with new dye that was also given by Wira when they were about to go home this afternoon .

Wulan cut the fruits, brewed the tea and brought it to the table in front of her and her husband who were sitting together.

"so my mother called me" said her husband, bribing a slice of mango into his mouth.

Wulan looked at her husband "then ?"

"yesterday night mom came here, said her empty house "

"what's it gonna take for you to come here ?"

"you see his grandson "

"ohh "

"oohhh ??!! "

"then ? "

"what the hell are you doing back and forth asking us ?"

"you're not serious"

"not that it is not serious mas , but it is surprising that when mothers want to see children, it feels foreign to the hearing "

"yes, all of you want to give a salary ration to you "

"now if it's new sure, keep ?!"

"you don't exist, upset mom keeps coming home and calls me, she says empty house, you and the kids don't exist "

"hmm" Wulan responded to her casually.

"continue me to the house mom used to stop by, mom was upset not to come back here again to make his money, he said if you see you later can add emotion "

"hmmm" again Wulan acted as if he did not care.

then Deni stood up and walked into the room and not long out carrying a brown envelope in his right hand.

sit back on the chair and hand the envelope to Wulan, and Wulan receives it and puts the envelope on the table.

"not counting first ?!" ask Deni

"no, mother must have counted her many times first "wulan replied casually.

then they went back to watching television, eating slices of fruit and sipping warm tea.

"mother, milk tiger "gio suddenly whined

"wait for the mother first yes dear "Wulan rubbed the baby head gio and gave a kiss of affection on the cheek of the gio bulge, then stood towards the kitchen.

"mother, sister also want milk" said Bella ,Wulan also agreed to the request of her daughter.

then the two return to their game while waiting for their mother to make milk for them .

Deni began to pay attention to what the two children were doing, suddenly his forehead frowned at the toy he was playing with his son.

then he noticed all the toys that were on the boy's side, he felt there was an awkwardness there.

"gio "call Deni, and he looks at his father .

"that's a new toy, huh ?! " Deni pointed at the still-looking chariot toy.

" yes " answered polo gio.

"when to buy ?" ask Deni again

"not buying "

"where do you get it ?" the more curious Deni made.

"in love uncle "gio answered casually while playing with his new train.

' degg '

" uncle ?" Deni approaches his son .

"iya uncle" replied the plain gio again

Deni frowned, and suddenly Wulan arrived in their living room with two glasses of milk in both hands.

"daughter, brother, here's her dear milk "Wulan handed over the glasses, which were welcomed by both of them.

Deni sat back in his chair, looking at his wife and two children, question after question began to mill around in his brain .

Wulan looked towards her husband then smiled, Deni returned the smile but her heart started beating erratically .