
After getting what they want, Ken immediately invited his five children to go home. He really could not bear to linger in the market, not only the aroma but the jostling circumstances made him worried. Fear of anything happening to their children.
"Yes, my dear. Let's go home."
"Ita beyi ice kim duyu, Dad. An aus," Aneeq chimed in while holding his throat. The provocateur was brainwashing his younger siblings. Because that fast Bee, Choco and De nodded their heads.
"Yes, Dad. Choco aus au inyum ice kim."
Ken took a breath. His head started to sting. "If you are thirsty to drink water, there is no ice cream. Let's go home now!"
The handsome man immediately grabbed Aneeq's hand to walk back towards the parking lot. However, the boy avoided. "It's beyi ice kim duyu! An ndak au puyang." Strictly with the father.
"An, don't be like that dong, look the weather is very hot. Bee doesn't wear clothes, and you haven't eaten either" Ken warned the boys. Hoping they would all understand, Ken's hopes should be dashed, as Bee instead defends Aneeq.
"It's okay, Dad. Ita alan-alan agih, tambiy matan embut."
Hearing that, Ken's eyeballs widened perfectly. He resolutely refused. "Nothing! Now we go home." Ken's eyes shifted to the other boy, and he grew more detracted as De bit the plastic tip where the fish swam.
"Astag, hey!" ken shouted, to the point of making everyone surprised. Some of them immediately turned to the source of the sound making Ken ashamed half to death. "Did you guys look around? I'm talking to my son!"
"De, don't get bitten. The plastic leaks out and your fish dies" Ken continued, staring at his fourth son. While everyone was just grunting and then returning to their respective activities.
"Fire De aus, Daddy. De au inyum."
Ken closed his eyes for a moment, in this hot moment he even had to argue with the little boys who were very difficult to manage.
"Well, come on now come with Daddy. We get ice cream, and promise after this we'll go home!" His four sons compactly nodded, another with El continuing to plunge in his father's body.
As he said, after buying ice cream they all came home. Ken could no longer bear to immediately arrive at the mansion. While his children giggled in the passenger seat while eating fruit-flavored ice cream.
A four-wheeled vehicle driven by Ken finally pulled over in the courtyard of the mansion. The man came out and took his children down.
"We immediately took a shower" said Ken while carrying El's body, while others were helped by the baby sitters.
Inside there, Abian's grandfather who had just finished sunbathing directly caught up with his great-grandfather. "Well, what kind of great-grandson did you get?"
The four boys immediately laughed and showed their new toys. A toy snake that can move. "Inyi, yang. Ita beyi di pacal." Choco replied, the owner of the idea.
"Well funny well, the snake can move. Let's make a race, who's the fastest snake, who wins" Abian's grandfather suggested. The faces of the puffer look bright.
They nodded in unison, agreeing with grandfather Abian's idea. However, before the game began Ken even went in and let out a small sigh, because he was upset. "Hey, Daddy said take a shower. Why is it here?"
"That's au bayapan, Daddy. Instead, "Aneeq replied, he had taken the far right position, ready to run with his snakes to be the winner.
"It's noon, you haven't eaten either" said Ken again, the youngest El had gone upstairs with Olaf, now that these boys are all he has to conquer.
"Ita matan embut acah," replied Bee, recalling again with the fruits that he had bought along with Aneeq's favorite fruit.
Ken rolled his eyes. And Grandpa Abian could see that. Abian's grandfather was about to help Ken to persuade his great-grandchildren, but everyone was instead startled by El crying loudly.
"Ken!" call Grandpa Abian with a panicked face. Ken no less panicked, without talking he immediately ran upstairs and saw the princess who had rolled on the floor.
"El, what's up, honey?" ken asked, he looked towards Olaf asking for an answer. However, the princess first made a sound.
"Yes ... Tetty, yam-yam El dimatan Kiala," the beautiful boy fights while pointing at the cat that is biting the chicken they just bought.
"Gosh my god."
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Naughty head yes, El🤣🤣🤣
Who is it: How, Dad? Tasty not harvesting your uler's produce?😌
Daddy : Noisy you, Thor, cape me ah😩😩😩