The Idaman Mas Duda
Chapter 34 Lose

After renting the equipment they use, they start playing together. If you look at it in passing. They are like a very happy little family.

"Come on, Papa, Auntie, we're racing ya. Who gets the most fish he wins."

"Okay who's afraid, but what's Milko's gift?" Ask Hanum gently.

"If Milko wins, Papa the same Aunt should kiss Milko so instead, selukan?"

Abygiel and Hanum frowned. They felt strange hearing the terms of that cute boy that felt so unreasonable. What if Abygiel wins or Hanum wins. Where maybe they are spying on each other.

"Oh yeah, let's get started!" Excited Milko who seemed very happy that day. Eventually they did not want to hurt or damage Milko's mood by rejecting the boy's terms.

"Okay, okay. Let's get started!" Tukas Abygiel later.

"Let's go fishing! The winner must be Aunt Hanum" said Hanum.

They started to get the most fish. Obviously they have to be serious or Milko will be angry and disappointed later.

"Well, fun. Try it Mama is still alive definitely more exciting," said Milko again who so remembered with Zahra even though he never saw it directly. But he had seen his picture shown by Oma Carla.

"Well, Papa lost this. Milko is a lot!"

"Well, get ready. On kissing Milko," he said that back sumringah.

"Well, don't want ah, ogah. Milko stinks of achem" Abygiel said.

Seeing the familiarity of the two who fought each other but showed such great affection, Hanum became touched to see it. He also experienced it when playing markets with Farhan's father when he was a child.

Farhan's father was like Abygiel who was very affectionate and considerate with the child.

"Aunty, Aunt why Auntie? How come you're daydreaming?" Sergey Milko who was still fishing until he got a lot of toy fish balanced with Abygiel.

"Oh... Oh yes Aunt lost!" Hanum shifted his thoughts by continuing fishing. He did not want to lose to Abygiel wrongly He was told to kiss the strange man.

Ting!

The duration of time runs out because they have to change with others they immediately calculate their catch.

"How much Papa's?"

"Thirteen."

"Aunty's?"

"Hehehe... Just seven, Milko. I have a lot of Milko. Milko must have won."

Milko counted his own until there were about twenty-one seeds.

"Bigger, Milko won this. Let's kiss Milko Pa, Auntie!"

The boy put on his cute cheeks so that the two could kiss simultaneously. Of course Abygiel and Hanum cheated on that, but again they could not resist it.

"Come on, Papa, Auntie!" Urge Milko to be impatient.

Although embarrassed and nervous, the two kissed Milko until the gaze of Abygiel and Hanum finally met with a very close distance.

"Well, I felt like I had Mama with Papa," said Milko again after the two released a kiss.