My Wife's Shopping Money was taken by My Mother
Section 7

I invite my wife and children to just unwind. We went to the mall.

Icha was very happy when invited to go to the mall, while Niar-My wife did not give any reaction, although she also took Farhan.

"Bah, Icha seneng!" he said when he entered the car.

The girl never went for a walk, just like her mother. I was wrong, too busy with office work that sometimes likes to be brought home.

"Assyik dong if Mau Icha meng. Papa is also a sullen. Ask Mama, Cha. No smile?" I turned my eyes to Niar who chose to sit in the back with the little guy. Niar didn't respond to me, he avoided my sight.

Icha sitting on the side. Along the way, he continued to sing. I'm glad to see it this happy.

Kulirik My wife from the front, she still flat. I don't know what makes him happy right now. I'm still looking for a crack.

When in the mall, Icha chose to play cars with batteries. He was good at driving it. I sat down next to Niar. We both noticed Icha from our seats.

"You happy, Dek?" I held my wife's hand.

"He looked me in the eye. He breathed a short breath."

Not Deni his name if immediately give up. I took her hand, I held her tight. He watched our hands touch each other. Although his left hand was busy holding the baby's sling.

"Sir, we ate ya! What do you want to eat?"

Niar shook his head, whether he refused or did not know what to eat.

"Pa, I'm done. The car's good, Pa!" she said with a sweet smile.

"Yes, Honey. It must be good to ride in that car."

"What would I eat?" I asked this three-year-old boy.

"Eat chiken, Pa. Cha likes to see on Grandma's tv," replied Icha.

"How's mama?" I looked again at Niar.

Niar nodded. We ate at a fried chicken shop. Icha is happy, she is very greedy eating this fried chicken.

As he was about to eat, Farhan began to fuss. He had actually been drinking ASI, but Farhan did not want to sleep anymore. So, Niar was overwhelmed as Farhan revolted from his lap.

I volunteered to take Farhan away from her. He just rejected me. Niar has not eaten a bit.

"Daddy, come on, you haven't eaten. Let Farhan be with me first. Let you eat it well" I said, giving Farhan a hand.

Niar shook his head, his eyes glancing in all directions. An unusual attitude in my opinion.

I managed to take Farhan. Niar refocused on his food. He ate slowly, not enjoying it too much.

I see Niar can't let go of his fatigue in this mall. I plan to take it to a place that displays natural beauty only later, such as mountains or to the beach.

"Dec, finish the meal! Honey if it's not over. Look, Icha is done." I pointed at the empty plate of Icha.

Niar reviewed his thin smile, but said nothing.

"Ma, spend, Ma!" Icha helped me to persuade her Mama.

Niar is back in focus with his rice. Soon the race was over.

"Thank God, Mama pinter!" said Icha.

Niar smiled again. Right now, my wife smiles twice. But I am grateful, she wants to smile now. Her smile was very expensive, I missed Niar who when I first met him.

Niar who used to be cheerful, kind, likes to smile and I am comfortable beside him. I don't know now, something's different about my wife.

***

We went home in the afternoon. When she came, Mom was tickling. He was angry why he was not invited by us. When I left, I didn't see it.

"Mom was going to Miss Inneu's house."

"Oh, panties. Don't take Deni or Niar dong, ma'am. My own mother is not in the place" I replied.

No more words out of my mother. I took Niar and Farhan to the room. But Icha instead showed everything she bought to her Grandma.

After coming from the room, I went back to accompany Icha to talk to her Grandma.

"What the hell, Icha. Show off doang! Granny's not coming!"

"Sir, what do you want? Nih Icha got balloons, gulali, tofu chrisps same macaroni. Which one's granny?"

Oh my God, Icha is as good as Grandma. It's like Niar before.

"Grandma doesn't want everything, Grandma wants to go for a walk, not this food!" Mom threw everything Icha gave her.

Icha was surprised, she ran while crying towards me.

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