DEVANYE. STILL LOVING YOU

DEVANYE. STILL LOVING YOU
The gio part 232


It's a beautiful afternoon. Gio and Tiara enjoy the sunset by the beach. A beautiful and romantic atmosphere is created, making this pair of young women hold each other tightly hands while walking on a soft stretch of sand. Their feet are occasionally hit by incoming waves.


Tiara and Gio wore beautiful smiles imprinted on their lips. It was truly the most beautiful day that both of them could spend a lot of time just for themselves.


A little boy ran up to them, suddenly hugging Tiara's legs tightly.


"Mama.. hu.." cried loudly while continuing to call mama.


"Whose child is this?" Tiara looked at Gio then spread her gaze around. No one panicked or tried to find a child.


Gio bent his legs, equalizing his height with a child who was estimated to be four or five years old.


"Son, are you looking for your mother?" gio asked, but the one asked was just crying.


Tiara followed the same, crouched down in front of the boy with those bangs.


"Geek, did you lose your mama?" ask Tiara gently. This time the boy nodded until his bangs swayed.


"Which way were you?" ask Tiara. The boy turned around and pointed in the direction where he was running.


"Mama... I want mama. "the boy is crying again.


"Let's go find your mama." Gio held the boy.


"Whose son is this?" ask Tiara.


"You ask me, I ask who?" gio's question made Tiara upset. That was certainly not the answer Tiara had expected. The pinching of her husband's waist was hard enough that Gio was suffocating in pain. The boy looked at Gio in confusion.


"Hey you're so fierce! If you want to pinch, don't stay here. Kalu want to play those pinches later when we're in bed!" cerca Gio who then got the plot from Tiara.


"You watch your talk! There's a little boy here!"


Gio just smiled grimacingly realizing his mistake. Gio and Tiara then walked towards the direction where the child's radios were pointing.


"Are you sure it's from this direction?" gio asked the boy. He nodded, still with a cry that had not subsided.


"Do you want an escrim? But you don't cry anymore, do you?" tawar Gio's. The boy nodded while trying to hold back his cries.


Gio then walked closer to where the ice cream seller was.


"Select which one. What do you like to taste? Chocolate boy? Vanilla? Or melons? Ah this is strawberries!" tawar Gio pointed at whichever he looked at. Tiara smiled happily. With someone else's child alone he looks sad baby, especially with his son later?


"Oh you want three?" gio asked with a laugh, "Don't be too much, you'll catch a cold!"


"One for me, one for aunty, one for me!" said the boy while giving Tiara and Gio one by one the ice cream in his hand.


Tiara was moved by the child's attention.


"Smart kid!" tiara exclaimed while shuffling the child's hair furiously.


Gio moved towards Tiara.


"Later we'll have to have one like this!" whispered Gio to Tiara.


"You sure you only want one?" tiara asked as she whispered.


"If you can I'll do it until we have more than one. If only six!" Gio laughs.


"Can! Who's afraid! But you're all gonna have to take care of it!" Gio did not expect. His wife took the challenge from him. Oh, this has to be even more intense!


"After coming home from here we're two rounds huh!" whispered Gio again.


"Not two rounds. Four if you can afford no problem!" tiara replied straightforwardly making Gio want to immediately return to the hotel and pound the Tiara.


"Eh. What the hell are you hearing? Who wants to play boxing?" Gio asked the boy.


"So um said ronde? That's boxing, right?" ask the boy while enjoying his ice cream.


"Aunty can play boxing?" this time it was on Tiara, which made Tiara confused to answer.


"Tante can't."


"Then why would om and auntie want to play boxing? My mother said I can't. Tan, Um. Boxing is violence!" the little boy said. Tiara and Gio threw eyes at each other.


Gio smiled clumsyly.


"really. It's true what your mama said. No boxing because it's violent. Moreover, you are still a child, don't be rude to your friend huh!" gio said to the boy who then changed his face.


"I don't have any friends!" he said, the ice cream in his hands let it melt without any intention to return to lick it like before.


Gio and Tiara looked at the child together.


"We want to be your friend. You want to be friends with us?" Gio thrust his little finger at the boy which made him change the look on his face.


"Ec ... I want!" exclaimed the boy while hooking his finger at Gio.


"I want to be your friend too." Tiara did the same. The boy hooked his little finger on Tiara and Gio together.


"Let's eat some more ice cream!" Tiara's word when again the ice cream melted through the little boy's hand. Deftly Tiara immediately took the tissue in his pants pocket and gently wiped the child's hand.


"We've become friends, but I don't know what your name is?" ask Tiara.


"Giovano!" answer with cheer. Gio speechless. A giovano? I feel familiar with that name.


"So what do you call it? Vano?" ask Gio.


"Gio. My mother called me Gio" said the boy again.


Gio then smiled, dispelling the thoughts he had in his head. Their names are the same.


"Your name is the same as mine!"


"really?" ask Gio junior. Gio nodded.


"Yes my name is also Gio." The boy remained Gio in disbelief until his eyes were rounded


"Does my mother know you until she gives me the same name as you?" ask Gio Junior. Gio laughed crisply at the cuteness of this child.


"Don't know, maybe, maybe we've known each other," Gio said without any intention.


"I really wish I had a father as good as you, Om. I don't have a father. Therefore I also have no friends." said the boy made Gio and Tiara sad.


"Where's your dad?" gio asked in curiosity. Tiara patted Gio's shoulder. Can this guy just be quiet? It will make Gio Junior feel sad to tell a story.


"My father left. And my mom used to cry because no one was there."


"Sorry, Gio. We don't know. I'm sorry, he can't keep the tongue. Scrambler!" cecar Tiara on Gio.


"That's my mama!" exclaimed Gio while pointing towards the back of Gio's body.


"Gio what are you doing here ....?"


A beautiful woman dressed in a brown dress was stunned when she saw her son with a stranger.