Father of My Son
First Night
Divan lay down while holding her stomach. The doctor checked it out. Just as Bia predicted, Divan's stomach was cramped from eating something cold too much. Thanks for knowing wrong, Divan wants to take medicine. Unlike usual, if taking medicine even though forced, praised, given a gift first want.
Another fact that Bia just found out, Divan is very obedient to Dira. Even just because Dira glared, Divan immediately complied to sleep and lie down. Another with Bia. They must definitely argue until the rounds until finally Divan agrees or Bia relents.
"Basar children, just look at the ice cream directly the spirit until it is not aware of tormenting the body," said Bia.
Dira chuckles. "Like you don't. Divan's age is not three years, it's worth it. Your seventeenth birthday yourself eat one bucket of ice cream until you vomit. Forgot?" ledek Dira's.
Bia's face immediately flushed. If you remember the absurdity at that time it feels like you can not believe Bia could be a mother. "Don't talk about it, right?" bia protest. Although he was upset, he remained embarrassed.
Bia compresses Divan's forehead while Dira rubs her little son's stomach. They were half lying facing Divan who was sleeping between the two. Divan occasionally rubs his nose.
Because Divan rubbed his forehead, the compressing towel fell onto the mattress. Bia will take and Dira also do the same. Be the hands of both touching each other. Bia and Dira turned away. Both of their faces were embarrassed.
Their bridal rooms are very spacious. There is a spacious bathroom as well as a sleeping and relaxing room. On the balcony there is a swimming pool. Other facilities are also very complete, from wifi to five-star food needs available and just send when we ask.
"Dir, can the curtains please close?" bia Pinta. Dira nodded. He got off his white wedding bed and walked to a large glass door that overlooks the balcony and beach.
The gray curtain closed and then lay down next to Divan. "You're still afraid of ghosts?" tegur Dira's.
Bia nodded steadily. He had forgotten what a ghost was since living a kara. "The reality of life is more terrible to know! Let alone the fact that you left me alone," licked Bia.
Dira menoyor jidat. "It's not funny to make a joke. I'm just making sure. You know my job, right. Later I can play until midnight and just go home in the morning. If you're still afraid of ghosts, how about staying home."
Bia shaking. "I've been living alone with Divan. I'm still fine. If you want to work, go. I don't care" Bia said.
Dira nodded. He believes that now his woman is much more mature than before. "Sorry, yes," said Dira. Bia frowned. "Because we can't make it public about our relationship."
"If you're tired of sleeping, let me compress" suggested Dira. He could see a black line under Bia's eyes. It must have been last night, Bia couldn't sleep because of a lot of thoughts.
"Son, you just slept there. I've always taken care of him if he's sick."
Divan brushed off the wet towel on her forehead again. Bia took a deep breath. If he has refused to be compressed up to twice it means that it has been meningan. Divan turned. "Well, if the sleep is tilted it means it is better. He if his sleep pain must be lying down do not want to reverse," explained Bia.
Dira nodded. There is so much to learn about Divan. Sometimes he felt very close to his son. Another time when Divan suddenly upset because Dira did things that are not according to his wishes. At that time Dira felt that he had failed to become a father.
"I want to know what my son really is like" said Dira.
Bia smiled amusedly. "Just ask yourself. You guys are very similar. Even with hygiene issues. Dirty just a little must ask to be washed," said Bia.
Dira nodded. "Yes, you're sleeping then. Definitely tired. Tomorrow he'll still want to be noticed."
"Yes, it's going to sleep." Bia pulled the blanket over three-quarters of Divan's body and hugged the child.
Dira got up, he took a pillow. "You sleep with Divan, let me on the couch. Cassian she is," Dira suggested. Without looking at Bia, he immediately moved to the sofa then lay down and fell asleep.
Bia grunting. "Don't even say good night! Fuck up!" inner Bia. He was still staring at Dira from a distance. The man looks good asleep. The longer the more upset you are, too.
"Has she married?" grumbled Bia in heart. He squeezed the end of the blanket because of his annoyance. The sleeping Dira turned back to Bia. That makes Bia's heart burn. "From the beginning he had no intention of marriage!" bia's nagging in the heart.
Bia pulled out the blanket then closed her eyes forcefully while hugging Divan. He tried to fall asleep even though it was difficult because the irritation in his heart peaked. Her husband is not romantic at all.
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