Buried Love's
The Part 18
Seeing his son nagging, Arsen immediately carried the small body and was brought into his apartment. It doesn't matter if Colvert rebels.
“Release!” The tiny hand hit the arm of the new neighbor. Yes .. yes, the daddy. But, it was still lazy to call out like that.
“We have to solve this problem well, okay?” bejuk Arsen's. He held Colvert on the couch. So, the two are in a position facing each other.
If the face of the little one continues to be cold and flat, in contrast to Arsen who is trying to be friendly also patient to face the miraculous nature of the child.
“First, thank you this apple pie.” Arsen lifted the papperbag in hand, then placed it on the table.
“Not from me. But, mommyku. If he's not the one who asked, surely I don't want to come here.” Colvert turned his face to the right, as if unwilling to look at the man before him.
“OK, say thank you to your mommy,” said Arsen while wiping the top of Colvert's head.
“Sell yourself,” cynical Colvert.
Arsen's hand gently touched his son's jaw, turning the little guy's face back to look at him. “Colvert already knows that I'm your daddy?”
“Iya, why?” Once the boy hit back.
“Means, from now on call me Daddy, okay?” pinta Arsen rubs her son's cheek.
“Dih .. lazy,” sneer Colvert. He stuck out his tongue as a mockery. Then, hit the new neighbor's hand to stop holding it. “I want to go home, beware!” Trying to get off the lap.
Arsen took a breath. It is very difficult to face your own child. He's kuwalahan. Lifting and sitting Colvert on the sofa again as the boy managed to set foot on the floor.
“Don't go first, Daddy wants to chat with you,” pinta Arsen. Both of his hands held Colvert's shoulders so as not to move.
“But I don't want to talk to you.”
“Why does Colvert look so hateful to Daddy? Your mommy told you something bad about me?” ask Arsen.
Wow...mulit man asked the question. Instead of getting support, it was glared at by Colvert. “Mommy never told you anything bad about you. But, I really don't like you.”
“OK, okay. Daddy is sorry for accusing your mommy.” Arsen immediately lowered the ego because it had received a signal of anger from the child. “Then, why don't you like me?”
“Because you don't love my mommy. So, I won't like you either.” Both Colvert hands folded to the front of the chest. Arsenic, haughty, gluttonous, cynical, all the vices of Arsenes descend upon the boy. “Although Mommy always says you can't hate Daddy, but I still don't want to follow.”
Arsen rubs the back of the neck with a slight massage. It just seems for that reason. “If Daddy can love Mommy, Colvert wants to make peace and forgive me?”
“Depends.”
“What?”
“Tulus or not.”
“For the sake of my son, Daddy will do with sincerity.” Arsen spoke very convincingly.
But Colvert was just throbbing. “That's an insincere name, you just want me, not Mommy.” He got off the couch. “Already, just waste time here, it is better to spend time off with mommy who loves me constantly.” A pair of her legs ran towards the door, before being held back by the new neighbor.
“Daddy coming, huh? We play threesome.” Arsen quickly followed before his son managed to open the door.
Colvert didn't answer, he just opened the door and walked out. His two eyes instantly sparkled when he found a man walking down the hallway. “Daddy Steven ...,” call him very carefree.
Arsen behind Colvert also automatically saw the person called. “Parents themselves do not want to call Daddy, just another man who got the call,” grunts.
Colvert looked up when he heard the words of the new neighbor. “Eri? Say dong.” He stretched out his tongue, then ran towards Steven.