Thanks to Me. Reason being, she almost cried at one point and to console her, I point to a Barney booth in which I saw ahead of me. She ran to the booth and saw what she wanted and start clinging to it as if it’s nobody’s business. Hubby and I chase her, yes..we finally caught her but she never give up on the bags and the slippers. My, my.. I think my ‘anak dara’ starting to act like a grown up. Hehe.. My kids starting to become agitated…
**Advertisement : Dedek is perpetually turning my head to face her and repeatedly kissing me on the lips. Hehe.. she can be cheeky and cute at the same time. She is absolutely adorable. **
Okies, back to my story.. my kids starting to become agitated and my parent’s wants to have lunch. I was afraid that they might create a scene in Alamanda. Instead, I insisted for a ‘tapau’ lunch.
**Advertisement : Sorry, but Dedek is doing it again. I really can’t tell what is her purpose of doing so. She forced me to kiss her again and again. And right now, she just lie down next to me after Kakak ‘kerjakan’ her. **
Where was I, yupp.. we ended up heading home with empty stomachs. On our way home, suddenly I heard quite a familiar sound.. prêt..pet..pet.. yupp! You got it right, my darling angel, Dedek farted. And, that was not it. She even got her ‘toot’ you-know-what on me.
Oh my goodness! And to make it worst, we are still somewhere in Cyberjaya, Nilai is like so far away. I hold her so that she would remain stand still. I told my father who was driving the car to just make a stop somewhere. The minutes for us to make the stop seems like hours, it is the longest minutes EVER in my life.
Thank god, I have an Uncle (he’s not around though because he’s performing Hajj with the wife, left the maid and small kids at home) staying in Dengkil. We stopped at his house and I got myself cleaned up. Cleaning up Dedek was easy, but as for me, there was no way I can clean the mess on my pants. I had no choice but to ask for a Kain Batik from the maid. Yeay! I got a ‘Kain Batik Basahan’. Well, it was the best thing ever at that moment of time.
Later, I no longer have the mood for a conversation or whatsoever, what I really want is to go home and take a shower. Although, my father did stop for a while to buy lunch. Then, it was HOME SWEET HOME.
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