TELL LAURA I LOVE HER
REPLACE DONG DEK?
FROM SEDAYU ~JOGJAKARTA, YANKTIE CONGRATULATES READING THIS SIMPLE STORY
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“As long as Abang has not recovered, Abang lives in uwak house. I asked for a room to be prepared. But if you want to go home, brother. I'll stay there. Don't like to be so bad,” Laura hugs Syahrul. Laura realized this man was still fragile and afraid of being left behind.
“Serious?” ask Syahrul not to believe.
“Is your wife a liar?” Laura Goda. He wants Syahrul to always be in the warmth of love and be as confident again as before the accident.
Syahrul kissed Laura's forehead gently. She was so grateful that Laura did not turn her back on him when she was as down as she is now. I don't know what the kids will be like during her coma if she doesn't have this girl's love.
“Thank you my love,” Syahrul said with solemnity.
“Starting today you have to change all the bad thoughts about me. We all discussed yes. If later we are official, I do not want us to misunderstand something that is not clear,” pinta Laura. He looks up to his mom and dad who always get things done with good communication.
“Iya. My brother will always think well. And will also always discuss all things with you,” said Syahrul. He remembered that the failure of his household was indeed in addition to Ida's affair, they were not used to being open to each other from the beginning.
“Inget Bang's. We have kids. They're getting bigger and they're going to look at the example we're doing. And later from their attitude we will be a lot of opposition because we will take different decisions. It triggers a commotion when we are not open to each other to find a solution,” Laura told her view.
“You've never been married. But koq sok know that anyway,” Syahrul even confused taught by this girl he likes.
“I learned from mama, papa, mami and her papa Tommy also uwak Ganis. They can always give an example when there is a problem,” said Laura.
“Salat Ashar yok,” invite Syahrul. He now prayed while sitting in a wheelchair. No longer salted and can already wudhu in the bathroom no longer tayamum.
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“De, Mommy says three more days Daddy can come home from the hospital,” Nazwa tells Fajri about their father's return plan.
“We go home to our house or daddy stay at home enin Kak?” ask Fajri. She really likes living in Laura's neighborhood. And she likes to pay attention to the babies in the orphanage too.
“Mommy hasn't told me. And I dare not ask through chat. Later at home enin we will see how the situation is,” said Nazwa while preparing to answer Laura's chat.
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This morning Namira will drive Nindi to school and take Syahrul. And after that he will take Almira and Misah take all the belongings of her brother. They both returned to Bogor from their home. So now Misah and Almi are in the car. They also brought Ilham so that later the aunt could pick up Nindi with a motorbike.
That was their conversation last night. His intentions are Misah and Almi will stay two more nights at Namira's house.
“Serious father is okay to come home by taxi? Or will Mommy pick up how?” Namira wasn't feeling well after dawn prayers Ilyas said Namira used the car. Because last night it was their intention to take a taxi and bring Ilham to Ningrum's house.
“Everything for you Honey. Don't like it like that. Not every day you use a car. I don't want to get too hot waiting for a taxi. Just use our car. Dad easy to go home with ojol or taxi,” replied Ilyas while kissing his wife's lips curl up. Because Namira is giving ASI to Ilham.
“Cantian dong De,” Ilyas goda that Ilham very greedy suck ASI.
“Ih ... Daddy also likes to take rations ade ya De?” Namira answered Ilyas' request just now.
“Ha ha ha. Then Dede stop ASI so not to change,” Ilyas even more naughty and want to win alone.
“Ni is Well. Mommy wants to make breakfast,” Namira gives Ilham who has finished drinking breast milk to her husband.
“Oke, we go to the park to breathe the morning air huh. Let Mommy prepare breakfast Daddy and Teteh first,” Ilyas do not mind. Because it's his job every morning when his son wakes up.
The story is in the kitchen. He's frying emping. And bik Iyah is making chicken porridge.
“Sambal beans for porridge already Bik?” ask Namira. Ilyas likes the typical chicken sauce.
“Even yesterday Non. Stay melairin aja as needed,” sahut bik Iyah.
“Later we make lumpia use sambal it's delicious huh Bi. Remind me to buy spring rolls in front of Nindi school yes.” Namira talks to Misah.
“Ituh lumpia skin I just bought fitting invite Neng Nindi. I also made her lump it. What do you want Non?” ask bik Iyah.
“The rich in fryers around Bik. Just fill in the vermicelli. Kayak snack in fried food market,” sahut Namira.
“Buy the skin a little Bik. I want to make martabak too. Later I love the note so that our night party martabak telor home,” Namira even think of another menu when remember lumpia skin.
Finally, everyone finished breakfast and was ready to leave. Almi again notices how Ilyas is watching his biological daughter.
“All books are not on schedule right Tea? The PR book has been brought? Drinking water and supplies?” ask Ilyas.
“Udah all Well. Who have not saved books. Yesterday there was something about the teacher. So not yet turned to Teteh. So today do not need to be given money savings,” said Nindi.
“Oh yes end of month. Ordinary bu Guru scooping a one-class savings book Well,” Namira tells Ilyas.
“Today what is it?” ask Ilyas for details.
“Obviously the same snack he asked for pudding,” replied Namira. Every morning Namira will make various funny shapes to supply Nindi to school. At school it can't be shit. There is no cafeteria in the school and the gates are locked so that students who do not bring supplies will starve. Or they can snack after school outside the school fence.
That's why donuts and Namira's risols sell best because mothers just put risols, puddings or donuts into children's lunch boxes before they go to school.
“Ya already, let's go,” take Ilyas. While until the hospital he will drive a car. Later Namira brought it after he came down.
“Pamit yes Bik. Don't be late to pick up Nindi and don't forget the groceries,” Namira say goodbye to bik Iyah.
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