
Elvan was sitting alone in the school garden, the boy was always alone rarely mingled with others.
His eyes looked at the forward pocus, there was a large tree that made his eyes not turn in the other direction.
I don't know what the boy daydreamed, yesterday met a stranger who claimed that he was his grandfather.
"Sir Vano why?", asked Rena, the child who had just entered the play group.
"Why does Ren you always bother me" annoyed Elvan.
"Sir Vano is evil when I just ask".
"As far as you go".
Yesterday Rena had made her clothes dirty because she ate a sticky brown bread on her shirt.
Every day also always bothers him, Elvan does not like the fussiness of Rena.
Unlike other friends if he says sorry they want to stay away, but Rena always insistent on wanting to be close to him, even though she is still a child of the group playing herself already TK B soon entered SD.
Until home also Elvan was still upset with the tiny little woman, actually Rena was funny just too chatty.
Getting into the car his face was still bent, making Nesya confused.
"Why dear?, mami's late to pick her up hmm, sorry ya jammed the problem".
"No, there was a little kid who sucks every day always sucks".
Gavin who heard Elvan's annoyed tone could not help but laugh.
What he said was a small child, even though he was also the same as a child, his monologue while chuckling.
Success gets a pinch from Nesya.
"Daddy mama's habit doesn't like ya", her bully.
"What's wrong?, why?, same people do not be too careless and not love affection".
"She always bothers me, yesterday my clothes were all dirty because of her, I was cool myself came again".
"Yaudah yes, later said the same thing with Rena if brother does not want to be disturbed, slowly said she is a baby girl".
"Yes mih", Elvan nodded.
"Let mami happy lagai's son buy what?".
"No, just go home".
"Okay if so the origin of his face is not bete anymore yes".
The same father of the child just does not like new people, how to be his friend if everyone is lazy and lazy.
Until Elan went straight into the house and went straight to her room, Nesya looked at the boy much different from the day before.
"Thank you for always being patient with him", Gavin did not know that his wife was not Nesya no matter what the household and life.
"He was a child despite his brain being intelligent but his heart, soul and body were still children".
"I leave yes at home heart heart want to go where tlpon first".
"Yes mas".
"I'm a rich kid every day told to take a nap" Nesya chuckled.
Indeed, teenagers who are forced to quickly have two children because of my egoism, inner Gavin.
"There's a baby brother".
"He never asked Dad hahaha to sleep".
"Well you are, I have left first yes", where there is a fetus can talk.
"Yes hearty mas, spit it home again ya".
Ck Gavin shook his head with a smile, every day has not yet departed already told to go home quickly and continue.
After Gavin left Nesya went straight up to his room, washed his hands and changed his clothes, masul again to Elvan's room, like something was hidden with the child.
Elvan also turned out to have changed his clothes, the boy was hugging the bolster, deliberately Nesya without sound entered into it.
The boy was unexpectedly crying in silence.
"Why cry dear?, what is hemm?", Nesya hugged Elvan.
Elvan wiped her tears.
"Why is everyone coming now" said the boy, slipping his head into his breast.
"Say to mami dear what is it?, mami so sad that Elvan nangis rich gini".
"Today there's a guy he confessed to my grandfather".
"Where are they?", surprised Nesya.
"We ate yesterday I met him he intercepted me in the toilet".
"Why not say from yesterday to mami dear, do not nagis again mami so sad".
"Why are they coming now?".
"Can't be that dear", Nesya also cried.
Maybe Elvan meant why not from the first time when he felt difficult to feel alone, no one cared about him.
Where the party of his mother used to be, Elvan knew his mama had not existed not long ago, but he had long sought as he could.
Nesya felt concerned about why a child as small as Elvan had to endure this severe ordeal.
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