
The rhythm of Jemma's piano plays through the room in The Twins' house. Like an encouragement to the people who are carrying out the orders of Mr. Nigel Irey there.
“Je, rest,” said Nigel while putting a stock box containing fruit salad made by Gail within reach of his daughter.
Jemma. But his hand did not immediately stop dancing on a row of black and white keys.
Nigel did not say anymore. The turn of his eyes that spoke to the genius in the art of music.
A whimper appeared on Jemma's sweet face. He ended his activities because of the indisputable gaze of Nigel.
The more time with Nigel, the more Jemma he could understand what it meant to look and look at his face. Parents who are not coercive but hard to resist.
“Mama has made that for you, The Princess. So eat first, after completion can continue to play” said Nigel when two hands Jemma grabbed the box of supplies.
“Iya, Pap. Which one is for Papa, where?” jemma said with his characteristic energetic and enthusiastic.
“In the basement, with Jarrett. You wanna come with Papa, Je?”
“Pap, where I want to be alone,” kekeh Jemma after nodding his head. Not to forget his two arms were opened to ask Nigel to hold.
“Oh, Papa's Son. Here,” kekeh Nigel anyway. She always couldn't resist Jemma's adorable face when she asked to be carried.
Jemma's tiny body moved in seconds. One of the many things that the little girl likes to do to her dad.
“I'm Papa and Mama's son. Don't get me wrong, Pap,” firmly Jemma.
“Yes, yes The Princess,” responded Nigel then kissed an anxious side of Jemma's cheek.
Along with Nigel's footsteps, the two left the musical instrument in the corner of the living room. Jemma carried the koala mode to the basement.
“Jemma,” call Jarrett excited. About two hours he and his sister were separated from the floor.
“Eat first, Kids,” said Nigel while sitting Jemma next to Jarrett.
Jemma nodded towards her two favorite men. Then he opened the box Gail had given him.
“Today Papa fruit salad like me,” Jarrett said when he saw the lid of the lunch box for Nigel opened.
“Contains pieces of fruits only,” timpal Nigel smile.
“What Papa doesn't like cheese too?” tanya Jemma connected the topic.
“Like. But Papa prefers the one Mama specialises in for Papa,” explained Nigel. Not to forget his handsome face was beaming when uttering the sentence just now.
“That's the same as Jarrett, Pap,” said Jemma broke.
“That special box for her salad, Jemma,” says Jarrett straightening.
“People, made by Mama Duo J,” firmly Nigel.
“Betul,” say two geniuses together.
Then compact laughs happily together. Nigel's happy contagious is always felt when eating supplies that Gail scheduled to eat at ten in the morning.
“Pap, I just found out last night. It turns out Papa does not like chocolate,” said Jemma on the sidelines scooping the fruit salad complete with cheese dressing.
“Free chocolate made into pastries, Je. The other processed Papa likes,” Nigel explained.
“Dessert box which is all brown. Which Papa often brings from Hicyti, how?”
“Lumayan likes.”
“Lumayan only, Pa?” jarrett said to the chat.
“Iya, that's so. But if you eat it with Mama Duo J, Papa would prefer.”
***
On the terrace of The Brown Kitchen, Gail sat facing the warehouse. The place that Ellie's working in.
All of Gail's workload for today is complete. There was no more work to think about, just waiting for the hour to come home.
It made Gail's mind turn to the matter of moving house with Nigel. She felt uneasy at the thought of staying with her husband.
On the one hand, Gail understands that husbands and wives should live and live together in the same place.
But on the other hand, Gail who does look normal is just like that. She is self-conscious and still feels unworthy as the wife of Nigel Irey.
The problem has long appeared in Gail, but now it is getting bigger. She needs Ellie to share, plus tomorrow is the time to move on.
“Son Mother,” call Ellie disperse daydream Gail.
“Mother,” welcome Gail to see her beloved woman walking towards her.
“Gail's work is done?”
“After that, Bund. Not much today. Mother already?”
“Leave the Father section to move excess ingredients from the cook place.”
Arriving near Gail, Ellie sat in the nearest chair with her adopted daughter. His maternal instincts lead because reading there is a sad look on the face of the mother Duo J.
“Bund,” call Gail in doubt after there is silence between the two women for a while.
“Cream, Son,” said Ellie empathically. He knew that if Gail had already called out to him in such a doubtful tone, it meant being confused as to what to do.
After two minutes, Gail had not yet raised her voice. A pair of Ellie's old hands clasped one of her hands to brace herself against the doubt.
The next minute, flowing sentences that became outpouring Gail's heart to be heard to Ellie. Wise parents according to the adopted child.
The length of the conversation against the one that Gail was worried about. Ellie is good at putting the understanding, views and related proposals she hears.
Gail's right about what she's doing now. She needs help to make herself calmer.
“Can also be likened to a pair of Jarrett's favorite shoes. The shape is not entirely the same that makes both sides, right and left have meaning. Gail and Nigel are reunited, there must be a meaning behind this that can be understood tomorrow in the future.”
“I'm also afraid of making things difficult for Nigel, Bund.”
“Talk to Mommy.”
“As of last night, I didn't know she couldn't eat chocolate cookies. But he forced himself on my request. He could refuse but he did not. If only he hadn't been vomiting in the toilet, I'd never have known.”
“Fearful feeling of Mother's Child is natural. But that's not to limit what can be done. How do I see the one that Gail changed.”
“That is, Bund?”
“The incident can be seen by Mother's Child in this way. Nigel according to what Gail asked for. Use that to get your husband to open himself up by telling you what's necessary. So that in the future Gail knows how to behave.”
Gail silently understood what Ellie had said. She remembered that so far Nigel had been busy making herself accept the presence of her husband. While he did not really find out about papa Duo J that.
Shaking phones rang out at the table near Gail and Ellie. Both of them looked at the communication device's screen.
Appear lover's writing. Instantly Gail's pacemaker is not as relaxed as usual rhythmic.
|Diw @diamonds.in.words - February22
Calm down G, calm down who called the husband hihiiii.