Daddy My Son's
28. Sleeping Threesome

Verrel's subtle Breath now sounded regular and rhythmic, indicating the boy was already asleep in his minpins. Joe raised Verrel's small hand carefully from above his stomach, then confirmed the boy's sleeping position to make it more comfortable.

Joe sat down, looking at Virranda who had closed his eyes next to Verrel who was between them. He was confused as to how the woman could be in his room. Hadn't it been before, his own wretchedness had led Virranda into his room and told him to sleep.

"Mommy Verrel, your son is asleep. You can go back to your room right now" said Joe slowly. He knew the woman had not fallen asleep.

"Izin, I'm sleeping here with you and Verrel, Joe" Virranda said softly, afraid to wake her son up again.

"Are you really scared?" ask Joe. She knew very well, Virranda was not a spoiled woman nor was she a coward. His wife even often sleeps alone in the apartment without her from the beginning they get married because she has to work.

"Yes, I'm really scared" said Virranda half-whispering.

Joe smiled, he did not ask again. In fact he interpreted his own definition of fear which his wife meant by his heart. It must be because he was going to leave tomorrow, so his wife took the initiative to sleep together, a very rare thing, even this was the first time they slept together, more precisely three sleeps, three sleeps, after six years of marriage and Vereel was five years old.

Joe set the temperature of the room so it is not too cold. Tidying up the blanket that covers the bodies of Virranda and Verrel so that the two people who are very meaningful in their lives are not cold. After that, he went inside the blanket and laid his body, and closed his eyes while continuing to smile.

"Joe.." said Virranda, who was lying next to Verrel.

"Human? Do you need anything?" Joe immediately opened his eyes and turned to look at Virranda who was holding out one hand towards him.

"Can you hold my hand while we sleep?" pinta Virrnada in a low, half-whispering voice.

Joe froze for a moment, a second later his conscience moved his hand to touch the hand of Virranda that crossed over the top of Verrel's hair.

His blood murmur warmed, creeping through every stream of his blood rapidly to his nerve endings, feeling Virranda's delicate hand.

Joe clenched his eyelids, enjoying the happiness that was stirring up in his present moment. Virranda's request was enough to signal that the woman with one child began to open her heart to him, plus the words of the woman when their tea chatter was back ringing in his ear.

"My heart, I will fight for you even though your father is like a fierce sun bear." Joe's heart smiled.

"I'm sorry your son-in-law, my father-in-law, has dared to say something about you. Actually, I'm telling you, you're like a creepy, fierce lioness, looking after your son. But unfortunately you're a man," Joe laughed back in his heart, imagining Virranda's father turning into a honey bear and a lioness in his shadow.

The tight grip of Joe's hand, made Virranda feel the same way. His heartbeats began to marathon there without rest.

"Oh My God! I can't sleep all night if that's how it is" Virranda said.

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"Mommy, wakeup! There's a call from Papi Loenhard!" verrel yelled someone's name on his mother's phone, he didn't know it was his grandfather's name.

Virranda received her phone, with a head that felt dizzy from lack of sleep last night.

📞"Hallo Pi, good morning," said Virranda as she closed her eyes.

📞"How? Can you work today. Or your singing husband won't let you work for Papi" there's a loud bang.

"The fire doesn't change, if you talk, always insist," Virranda's mind while keeping the phone away from her earlobe.

📞"Joe let me work at Papi's company. But I'll start working tomorrow Pi. Joe today will fly to London" Virranda said.

📞"Gapain to London? Did your husband want a concert there, beat Justin Bieber, huh!" said Mr. Loenhard ketus.

📞"Or your husband wants a duet with Justin Biber!" continued Mr. Loenhard no less ketus than before with a sneering tone.

Unknowingly, Virranda chuckled at the words of his father who drove unimpeded like a railroad car wanted to get to the destination as soon as possible.

📞"It turns out Papi knows Justin Bieber, too," said Virranda still laughing.

📞"You don't underestimate Papi Virranda. Let it be like this, Papi is still following the development of the times. Black Pink alone Papi knows, Exo, Winner, BTS, JKT 45. Don't you forget that Papi once invited them to guest star on our company's anniversary?" sahut mr. Loenhard is arrogant.

Virranda was still laughing, his father who had a singing hobby that he did not doubt, even the generations above the singers he mentioned earlier, he said, his father could still name them one by one clearly and completely.

📞"So what's your husband going to London for? If you want to be a great singer just learn the same legendary Haji Rhoma Irama, Muchin Alatas for example," continued Mr. Loenhard again, now he has lowered his tone.

📞"No Pi, if you want to meet Justin Bieber mending directly to Canada there, can meet the same person. Joe went to London to work as a pilot" Virranda explained, stopping the remains of his laughter.

"Pilots? Your husband's a pilot?" repeat Mr. Loenhard, he does not believe his son-in-law did not expect it to have such a prestigious job.

📞"Yes Pi. Virranda will tell a lot of stories. Yesterday Papi ranted, so Virranda didn't have time to tell Joe about Papi. It's Pi, Virranda wants to make breakfast" said Virranda prepared to disconnect the phone.

📞"Wait! Since when can you cook?

That guy must have made you his servant, huh?" accuse Loenhard. Although he knew his daughter was not a spoiled child, but he knew Virranda did not like cooking before.

📞"Papi, the woman should at least be able to cook for her husband and child so as not to starve. It's Pi, later again nanyanya, Virranda has this misfortune," he said while looking at the wall clock in Joe's room.

📞"All right, just cook it there," said Mr. Loenhard agreed, then disconnected the phone.

Fatigue due to lack of sleep is still felt, but Virranda forced herself to move from her bed when she saw the clock on the wall at nine in the morning.

Before moving on, Virranda took a piece of tissue on the nightstand. Then his hand began to rub the light on the tip of Joe's lips that he had seen while on a call with his father.

This time, he did not nausea let alone to vomit like before, when he first saw the man's ilean. In fact, with full awareness, Virranda brought the dirty tissue closer to her nose and inhaled its aroma with her sense of smell, while smiling to herself.

The magic of love that began to grow and spread in his heart, making Virranda began to lose her sanity, Joe's ileran alone has made her so happy.

Seriate....👉