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Gathering
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William stopped right in front of the door of an Apartment, the shape is not large at the end of the road after passing a long hallway. The fifth floor, the man slowly raised his hand towards the knob.
Kret—!
Locked up.
He lowered his hand again, looking at the keyhole. There was no one behind that door.
William pulled out his cell phone, called someone for help.
"Can you come here? I need you to make a spare key for my wife's apartment door."
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"May?" Maki turned her head, she had just picked up the boy at the daycare after finishing working part-time. They were on their way home, but were restrained on the side of the road thanks to heavy rain; precisely on the floor of an empty shophouse that had long closed.
"Yes?" sahut the mother against her son. Maki tightly grasped the small hand she was on. Channeling a sense of warmth for the son because the air around their area began to feel moist.
The boy with the William-like bead was silent for a moment. His little head was stringing words together, Maki knew. His son is too smart for his age, so Maki always understands Langa when she speaks difficult language. Though he was only 5 years old and had not felt sitting in kindergarten what else elementary school, from where he learned the various phrases of the word. I don't know.
"Is there anything Langa wants to ask Mamah?" maki said in a question at the end of the sentence. Tumben once his son thought for too long, Maki made a wait. The woman then saw the cleft lip of her son open. Maski looked hesitantly Langa said;
"Why doesn't Langa have a father?"
That sentence left a big question mark at the end he said. Maki was surprised, her tongue was a little faint. For a moment he felt frozen, not knowing what to answer.
To that only son.
Manik Langa seemed to be expecting something. He needed an answer, it made Maki take a deep breath and then look down. Put the palm of the hand directly above the head of the child. Dielus Maki quietly while saying—
"He's long gone, Langa doesn't need a father. There's mama here."
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"Langa's fine at home, mamah's coming home soon. Okay?"
The boy nodded. She briefly greeted her mother before hanging up the phone unilaterally. Maki let out a long sigh, she again kept her mobile phone in the pocket of the clothes she was wearing. A friend turned her head, interested in Maki's conversation with her son.
"You didn't leave your son Hanna? In-custodial child care?" ask her. Diana. Maki glanced at Diana for a moment before sighing again. The atmosphere of the cafe where Maki works is quiet, it does not matter if you want to tell a story with his coworkers, right?
"A few days ago Langa asked me about her father, I was confused to answer Diana. He turned moody after I answered that his father had left us until I found out that he was being teased by his friends at daycare about not having a father or anything." Maki complained. The woman massaged her forehead ached, her head dizzy.
Diana interrupts, Hanna (Maki) once told me that she was dumped by her husband in order to pursue other women. It's so kasian, Maki has to work banging alone to support his son. The woman patted Maki's back slowly, trying to channel a little spirit to her friend.
"So you let him stay in the apartment alone?" diana asked, Maki reluctantly nodded. He did not want Langa to feel hurt from being ridiculed. The woman also tries to find a nanny who is willing to keep Langa part-time but Maki has yet to find her. It's also hard to find a babysitter.
"What's wrong, Langa's a smart kid. You've also taught him to contact you if anything happens..."
Maki nodded, smiling knot. Hopefully, said the goddess of calmness.
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Crett~
The door leaf opened wide with a slow movement. Someone had just entered, staring quietly at the surroundings. Without a doubt William stretched his legs, going deeper and deeper. Explore every inch of the room without getting bored.
How many times has he sneaked into Maki's apartment? I don't know, William forgot. He was still fondling the right time so that it could appear on the surface. Right in front of Maki, so that the woman can not think of running away again. William thinks he needs to come up with a really mature plan.
So that Maki would sleep in the gold that William created.
"Who are you?"
The deg!
Suddenly a question arises. Surprising figure of William who was imagining about living together forever to be a happy family. The emerald-mannered man turned around, turning his head towards the source of the voice. There was a 5-year-old boy who was eating himself. Thought William was afraid, he was the one who bequeathed the emerald bead to this boy.
Wanting to crouch down, William was surprised by a knife that Langa pointed right at his neck. The grown man glared, he was being threatened by his only son.
"Let the knife down son." said William flatly. The manic was cold, staring intently at Langa's figure while emitting a strong aura of intimidation. Langa flinched, feeling a little scared but—when their beads of eyes came off the boy lowered his guard; obediently just like that.
"Good boy.." praise William, he crouched—ghed a soft pat on the boy's head.
The corner of William's lips lifted. A feeling of pleasure peaked, his heart blossoming. This is the first meeting between him and his son.
"I'm your father son." he muttered clearly, surprising Langa's figure.
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"Mamah... The long?" said Maki loudly, she was eating around. Why does it look lonely? Where's son? Where's son?
DEGH!
The brownish-eye bead is patterned, he ran quickly—entrance into the apartment. There's no one there. Maki's heart is like a jump, where? Where is! Her inner goddess screams in fear. Maki's view went wild, looking for the whereabouts of the child.
No. gabe.
NAY!
Negative thoughts sprang up, filling the inside of the woman's brain until a small arm pulled the corner of her shirt. Maki lowered her head, she breathed a sigh of relief when she found Langa standing right beside her body.
Maki clutched tightly onto that body.
"Where to from? Mamah was busy looking for you Langa.." murmured Maki. The boy returned the mother's arms, bringing her into peerless warmth.
"Did something happen?" ask Maki later. He wanted to know 'why didn't his son welcome his immediate return?' wh why?
Langa looked silent, she seemed to be thinking. Maki is waiting for the answer to what her son will say. Langa shook her head, her lip slit opened.
Sounded a strand of words after that—
"No mah.." from the direction of his little mouth.
Maki breathed a sigh of relief, she took off the crib from her son's body and took Langa to walk towards the kitchen area. Let's make dinner for them.
Not realizing that their movements were being monitored.
"Ma~ Kii~"
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