
Arion's a bit fussy. Maybe because since the afternoon the mood of Mami is not good, Arion so can feel it. The handsome baby continued to suckle and did not want to be invited by anyone.
Abid saw that but he couldn't do anything. He can only keep Dinka from getting tired and help keep Asi's nutrition and Dinka's body fulfilled. Abid even feeds Dinka dinner, Arion really can not be separated from Dinka's sling.
"We're going back!" Abid placed the plate on the table which was taken by Sus Heni, who from the time he got here continued to be around Dinka and Arion. Sus Heni was helpless against the stubbornness of the baby who could not even crawl it yet.
"Udah Malem, Mas ...."
"Arion may not be comfortable in a new place" Abid said. In fact, she felt this was indeed due to Dinka's deteriorating mood despite the children being completely handled by Jen and Darren.
"Wind if an adult, Ma'am," interrupted Sus Heni from the kitchen with his hands carrying water for his master. "Let me get some telon oil to ease the nausea."
Dinka looked at Abid who just sighed. Wind is what a disease really is, huh? It is still a mystery until the baby can experience.
"Check it, Mas! It's a pediatrician!"
"Before you've seen Ion, and it's okay, normal body temperature people, really." Abid believes the problem is only limited to Arion being sensitive to his mother's feelings. Mama Resti had already said that when she called.
"Well, we have to go home tonight?!" Dinka feels that going home is not the solution, it could be that Arion is more fussy if you have to drive again.
"Yes, instead of here, I can't even say anything!" sindir Abid glanced at Dinka timidly. Well, I'll have to rage later. Today's show was a mess, plus his words just now.
"Mas want to kill me, that's it!" Dinka looks back at Abid's expression. Yeah, his proposal at acc is the same boss, so yeah, hayuk right? Most of the postpartum mothers who vacation fit babies under 6 months old. Arion mah is classified as gedean and the distance is only a few dozen kilometers from the house. Ngagk to fly by plane too, right? Still in a tropical climate that just happens to be a little cooler than the city where he lives. Ah, just so!
"Absolutely not, but if you just want to ...." Abid leaned closer to Dinka's back, then whispered. "... well, we should be able to do it in our room!"
Dinka breathes tired, too hard until Arion moves a little.
"Slow napa, Din!" Abid patted Arion slowly to get back to sleep.
"Yes, right at home mommy same Papa likes to come in do not remember the time! I know, if someone calls me that, I can't relate to our actions!" Dinka does not care about Abid who is worried that their tense chatter makes Arion wake up and cry again.
"Where sometimes it's at the end of—"
"What's the end?"
"Oh, Mom, uh!" Dinka scowled ferociously, staring at Abid sharply. While Abid chuckles. I want to slap Abid's mouth that likes it when he talks.
"The door is locked! Papa and Mama also always knock on the door if you want to bring Ion." Abid knows how proud his parents are of Arion. First grandchild, handsome anyway. How patient they are if they have to wait for the morning so they can carry. In fact, sometimes they both make it so that Arion can sleep in their room.
"But, if I'm surprised, it's gone! All focused, my mind drifted to the front door! Mama must have suspected we had opened the door long ago! Not to mention having to finish clothes that are located far away between shirts and pants!"
Abid chuckled again, scratching his head. Thas right. He feels no afdol if Dinka does not take off all her clothes while making love. Although only a short romance, Abid still likes primitive fashion.
"Pake negligee must also come off! Even though it only opens up, do not need to be let go of all!" Dinka grunting. "That's not practical!"
"Hehehe, I'm enjoying the same time you've been to the break, baby! Cake is not satisfied if you do not see plain! But I'll try the new imaginasj!" Abid tried to cheer. "Let's practice!"
"Mas' son stuck in me, if you don't see!" Oh, my God, how could you, Mas?! This cake boy got an elephant stamp on his mom's chest. Little motion already cake laser sensor pekanya.
"No papa, later Ion cake again swung fitting Mas shake you!"
"Ngaco you Mas!" Dinka poked her own lips inside. Just imagine it is cold hot, the sting in the heart to the bottom.
Abid saw. Seeing the red hue and smile that made Abid relieved. Have a wife who likes to ngasal and likes rumble cake Dinka must be creative make jokes. Gee whiz... Cak Please, Lontong!
"Ish, I can't wait! Try, yuk!" No papa is a bit silly as long as Dinka's smile returns. All day long he's been a cold man to be feared.
Abid pulled Dinka's hand to stand up slowly. He looked towards Sus Heni vanished earlier.
"But I'll find Sus Heni to let him take care of the kids!" Abid darted towards the room where Sus Heni was taking telon oil.
"Sus Heni—"
"Yes, Sir?!" Sus Heni was a little surprised to see her employer running to look for her. "Dedek why?"
"Nothing, Sus! I just want Sus to help ngawasin the kids in the villa next door! Jen's afraid to take care of the kids. Arion let's be like her mom!"
"But Pak—"
"No papa! This is Miss Dinka telling me!"
Sus Heni was a bit surprised. Wasn't he tired, and he wanted to replace Arion's sling? Why now?
"Udah Sus! Go to the side! If you're asleep, sleep there is okay!" Jesus, what does Sus Heni think?Abid was upset.
Sus Heni hesitated to hand over the telon oil to Abid, then covered the exit at the side door.
Abid heaved a sigh of relief, then darted again into the living room to bring Dinka to the room. Arion has to sleep no matter what.
"Brook Yang!" Abid was a bit impatient to see Dinka who was hesitant about his impromptu idea.
"Mas—but?!"
"It's okay, Sus Heni is out!" Abid pulls Dinka's hand slowly and helps her up the stairs.
However, Abid was indeed a bit less patient, so he began to scoop his wife's lips since she was still outside the bedroom door. He doesn't even care about Arion. Basic Abid!
"Mammy!"
Astagfirullah. Dinka's eyes opened wide when she heard the loud scream from Honey. And Arion was hysterical.
Gosh darn.
"Mas—"
"Din, how is this?" Abid pointed to the sidelines of his feet that had been sticking out. Dinka looked at him miris.
"Hold me!"
Good Lord! Abid rubbed his annoyed face. He snorted loudly and opened the door violently.