Sagaras
Part #93

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"Saga---, Mommy bought a plane for your wife, baby!"

The madam of the pradipta kept knocking on her granddaughter's door, she slid out of her own house as the elder sister told her about Aisyah.

While the ones in the room began to panic because the blow was getting stronger and noisy.

"My hijab, where is my hijab?" asked Aisyah who immediately got up from her seat. He seemed to forget that after the shower had not taken his headgear from the closet.

"Dear, how is this?" Sagara who is still stroking the SosTel is certainly irritated, long enough he waited for his turn to be greedy but even messed up by Mommy.

"Come in, I want to open the door!" aisyah's decree as the chewy meat still waved at her.

"So!" reject Sagara.

"Busin!" re-assert the woman.

"YINOOOOOOO!!!" Sagara was really irritated because of his impatience to enjoy the amused taste delicious alternating with pain that did not bleed.

"Do you want to go in or am I sentil?!" threatening Aisyah who immediately made Sagara swallow her saliva strong.

I don't know where the woman's tenderness is now, Sagara thought.

Seeing that SosTel had returned to the nest, Aisyah hurriedly opened the door after she also tidied herself, hijab and veil did not forget she was wearing because there was no Daddy Ricko also who came.

Chequek.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Mom."

"Waalaikumsalam salam, where is your husband?" ask Mommy directly without saying stale.

"There's inside Mom," Aisyah replied as she shifted her foundation and opened the room door wider.

Mommy and Daddy came in, and it coincided with their granddaughter coming out of the bathroom. Without A B C D, the woman whose life was in the middle of the treasure immediately grabbed the ears of my grandson.

Daddy Ricko and Aisyah grimaced like Sagara who is now in pain, Mommy who bars bar of course crab-like jewelry.

"What the hell, Mom!"

"Well, do you guys go all the way to the airport every day? just buy it just keep the taro in front of Aisyah, done right!" replied Mommy who was now clucking her waist.

Aisyah who thought she heard wrong also approached Mommy who was bullying her little husband.

"Buy what, Mom?" aisyah asked confusedly and wanted to ascertain what the Grand Madam Pradipta said.

"Aircraft!"

Feeling Sagara may not understand as well, Aisyah also turned to the Former Duda Glowing who looked flat as if nothing happened even though her grandson was being persecuted.

"Why don't you tell me you like seeing planes, honey? the airport is tired," said Mommy, the hand that was previously used to pick and pinch Sagara is now on Aisyah's face, he cupped her affectionately and gently to make Aisyah's heart touched.

"Hem, it's okay, just a twinkle of the plane back and forth and then flying high," replied Aisyah, although his face was covered in a veil but anyone who saw him would have known if he told me with great enthusiasm and pleasure.

"Tomorrow don't have to go there again yes, later you can see your own plane, Ok."

"My plane? I don't have a plane, Mom" replied Aisyah.

"Daddy, Book the Plane now, let Aish choose how rich he wants" Mommy told her husband.

"Who paid?" sagara asked suddenly, this is common so he was not strange when buying a plane just like buying foot candy.

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You are, is Daddy naro STAK??