TELL LAURA I LOVE HER
I GOT YOU NUMBER!”
“Honey, I'll borrow your phone for a minute. I forgot to put my phone where,” Ilyas came out carrying his backpack that he put in the living room.
Unsuspecting Namira gives her phone. Ilyas typed his number. Then the phone rang. “Thanks Honey, I got you number!” Ilyas returned Namira's phone with a grin.
Ilyas doesn't have Namira's number. When he bought Namira a new phone, Namira put her old number on the new phone and Ilyas had it. I don't know why some time ago Namira changed her phone number.
‘Nyebelin,’ Inner Namira while knowing the cunning ‘fiancee’ it. But he smiled because he realized he had just been deceived.
Namira prepares a change of clothes for him to his old college. He also prepared a change of clothes Ilham and Nindi after preparing bottles of ASIP and all the needs of Ilham.
“I take the cake first yes,” Namira say goodbye to Ilyas to get out of the house and he has brought the motor key.
“Let's go. Directly use the car only so that no later,” Ilyas put all the bags that are ready in the living room into the car.
“Honey, diapers and wet tissue no need to bring. Later we buy on the road all together buy snacks,” Ilyas issued diapers prepared by Namira.
Namira also entered the motor and returned the diapers that were not brought. They left without waiting for Nindi to wake up. Ilyas moved the little girl to the car. “Sandals and Teteh shoes ‘kan Honey?” ask Ilyas when he's going out to lock the fence.
“No,” replied Namira briefly. He still stiffly called Yank or Well.
“Which cookie delivery address?” ask Ilyas.
“One in this housing, Block XII no 67. the other near the school Teteh. So all between Teteh's permission letters. Did you actually create your permission letter?” ask Namira.
“Already, this hold,” Ilyas gives an envelope to Namira.
“Bi, punten. That's Habibi's cake, please love it. I'm hard to get down,” pinta Namira on bik Iyah.
“Let Daddy aja. Which one?” ask Ilyas. He was more than ready to help his girlfriend.
“There is his name koq in his bag,” replied Namira. Once in Ilham's car asked to drink ASI so that Namira had difficulty going down.
Shamelessly and doubtfully Ilyas took out a large pouch bearing the name of Abibi's mother. He got out of the car and rang the doorbell. In the second house and in school. All the Ilyas are down.
“Bundaa ...,” Nindi awake. He was confused in the car.
“Iya Tea,” say Namira soft.
“We want kamana (where )?” ask Nindi.
“To home dede Gilang and dede Galang,” Ilyas said.
“Ke Bogor Yah?” asked Nindi in a happy voice.
“Iya. We go to the house of Uwak Novia yes,” Ilyas said again. He had already hinted later Nindi called Novia UWAK, not MOM anymore as before.
“Teteh want to pee first? Dad wants to buy diapers dede,” Ilyas parked his car in a big supermarket.
“Mau Yah,” Nindi is getting ready to go down.
“Down yok Bund,” Invite Ilyas to Namira.
“Neg. Thank you,” replied Namira. She's embarrassed to go down with Ilyas. Something they've never done.
Finally Ilyas and Namira cut off both, because Iyah bik also did not want to go down. Ilyas bought a lot of snacks for his two nephews. In addition to Nindi. Namira felt her phone sound. He picked it up on the bag and saw the name that contacted him: my handsome fiance.
‘Since when did he write his name on my phone?’
“Iya Well,” finally forced Namira to pick up the phone.
“You buy drink what?” ask Ilyas.
“No drinks whatsoever,” replied Ilyas casually.
“Whatever,” replied Namira without thinking Ilyas would still tease her.
“No also brand up,” reply Ilyas again.
Aware of the debate will not be finished, then Namira immediately called chocolate milk or green bean juice for drinks for him.
Ilyas gave a small plastic bag containing a green bean juice packaging box as well as chocolate milk and cold milk coffee in a plastic bottle packaging on Namira. The other groceries he gave to bik Iyah behind. “Bik, there are cold drinks to make along the way,” Ilyas told the aunt. While Nindi was already holding her own small plastic bag which Ilyas apparently separated so as not to find it difficult.
The journey to Bogor begins. “Honey, There is cheese bread for stomach wedge, bukain dong,” pinta Ilyas on Namira.
“Bik, can you get cheese bread in the bag?” Namira asked the aunt to take the bread that Ilyas meant. And he opened the plastic.
“This,” Namira gives the bread that she has already unsealed her plastic.
“A ..” Ilyas did not receive it, only opened his mouth asking to be fed. Namira is certainly not good at bik Iyah.
“Teteh, can bribe Daddy enggak,” Namira ask for help Nindi.
“Pity, he's hard from behind. Already you,” pinta Ilyas.
Namira forced to put bread into Ilyas' mouth. Bik Iyah only smiled at the behavior of her master.
“Drink first can Honey? The sussu coffee,” back Ilyas asked Namira to serve him. The woman stuck a straw into the bottle so Ilyas could drink it.
***
“Daddy, next week we're here early. Mommy invited us to breakfast in the back sack,” Fahri immediately told Syahrul when the man came to Laura's house during the day to pick up his two children.
“Let your Daddy drink first dear,” Wak Ganis reprimanded Fahri who was very enthusiastic about telling his experience in the garden.
“Where's it?” ask Syahrul.
“Sama Mommy in the kitchen,” replied Fahri. He's looking at the photos on Nazwa's phone.
“Tea’ know siga Eneng is litigating?” ask Wak Ganis to Syahrul.
“Not Bu,” replied Syahrul. Laura did not tell anything since the woman was angry some time ago. Their communication is very rare.
“Pan aya di tipi and in the papers,” sahut wak Ganis. (Pan aya = will have ).
“Wah I even missed the news Bu,” said Syahrul who did not know at all the problems that Laura was facing. He once knew there was a loss at the boutique. But about arriving in the media, really Syahrul does not know at all.
“Wak, come eat,” invite Laura who just came from the kitchen. He finished boiling the young chayote for lax. While long beans and cucumbers only he cut into pieces. This lunch menu chicken and tempe fried tofu. Sambal raw tomatoes with a variety of vegetables earlier and vegetable soup.
“Daddy, boiled young chayote turned out to be sweet you know,” Nazwa told his father. Apparently he had tasted pumpkin stew in the kitchen. He also tasted the raw young longhaired beans.
“So?” laura asked Fahri after she served the uwak.
“Iya Mom,” said Fahri while receiving rice that Laura took for her.
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