TERRA, THE BEST MOTHER
RION AGAIN
The curvaceous toddler was observing his younger siblings on a vehicle playing dexterity. Now all families book one ride just for the comfort of their children.
Nai, Sean, Al, Daud, Kean, Cal, Satrio and Arimbi are busy climbing the stairs to slide in the slide. There are many guards surrounding the family.
Memonpoli one playground attracts the attention of many visitors. Moreover, the place is surrounded by bodyguards that are very "good looking".
"Mama, Ion bosen," he's weak.
The toddler was busy watching his younger siblings play. He looks after her like a top-notch nanny.
"Why not play the same, dear sisters?" ask Khasya softly.
"C'mon Bun. this is the baby area. Ion already big!" angry protests.
Terra. "Since when did Ion speak English?" Ask in the heart.
"Baby, do you speak English?" ask Ita amazed.
"Gosh, we're bule. My son can't speak English!" sela Virgou rolled a lazy eye.
"But, Te never taught," said Terra plainly.
"Well, you think our kids' brains are the same as those of other kids?" virgou asked, getting annoyed.
Terra smiled clumsyly. Haidar and Herman were just head bobbles. Rion was still with his manyun mouth.
"Study in yubut, like Darren train, Ma," said Darren unraveled his mother's confusion.
Terra again smiled widely. She became a stupid mother. His busyness almost takes time to just accompany the children to study together.
"Ma, Ion is going there!" door's welding.
Terra saw a show. He also nodded. Then had Budiman and a few bodyguards follow the ball.
Four handsome men escorting one adorable plump toddler. His chabi cheeks and redness made everyone anxious to see him.
"Dude, what a cute kid!" compliment one of the visitors to see Rion walking.
A race was held there. The toddler registered himself. The event organizers allowed him to enter the race. Budiman became the toddler's guardian.
"Assalamualaikum, shalom good afternoon visitors Mall Xx. We've got eight model race participants. The toddlers will be given clothes that he has to choose for himself!" sahut the host.
"Son, that one, the red one!" a mother said while pointing at other clothes.
"Dave, pick a brown shirt with that dark blue suit!" a father appoints other clothes that are not his son's choice.
Rion relaxing. He only saw a few clothes that caught his attention. But the choice is only on cowboy hats and sunglasses. Rion saw his appearance.
Grey long sleeved t-shirt combined black jeans with his Daddy's boot. He put the origin of the clothes into his pants, pulled a bit of his arm. Wearing a cowboy hat and wearing sunglasses.
"Is everything ready!" the host has already started counting down.
Many screams from the visitors, especially the participants' parents. They feel the time is limited and the choice of clothes does not suit their taste.
"Seek, time again!" shouted one of the visitors.
"I'm sorry, yes sir, Mom. It was agreed together!" said the host calmly unprovoked.
"This brother is ready!" he then pointed at the stylish Rion.
Finally, many participants died from crying. Rion could only sigh deeply.
"The child's cause!" the insinuation doesn't know itself.
Music with fast tempo play. Rion and a few toddlers started walking. Budiman photographed the toddler style.
Rion took off his glasses and put them on his neck shirt. Placing his hands next to his waist, and the other rubbing his nape, a thin smile was plastered. The judges were hysterical at how handsome Rion was.
Everyone applauded. Terra who saw some photos sent by her bodyguard. Stupefied. He wanted to run away and see the show. But if he did that. Then all the parents here will be the same and leave their children.
Rion came with a cup. Everyone praised. The toddler just smiled at me casually. As usual.
"Of course Ion won. If you don't win his necklace blind," he said arrogantly.
seriated.
jeez ... Rions
next one?