Secret Wedding Geeky Girl & Cold Doctor
HE IS MY SON!

With a glare, Chella turned to the woman she called beautiful sister. His originally paled skin looked blissful. A few days did not meet make Chella so missed the figure of her favorite woman.

"Beautiful sister," called out to her in a weak voice.

Sheila remained silent. It was as if he could not believe that the little elf in front of him was actually the child he had born four years ago. Only tears kept pouring down his face.

Slowly he stepped closer, Sheila looked at Michella's face, as if examining each inch. If every child has a face cut that comes down from her parents, little Michella would have it. And right, there was a face of Marchel there that Sheila had never even noticed before. Marchel's nose, eyes and lips. She looked like Sheila in her childhood. The little girl published a happy smile that made Sheila tremble. There was a face of her and Marchel that fused in the beautiful smile of the little angel.

They don't lie to me, Michella is my son. Inner Sheila.

The woman stretched out her hand, grabbed the small and weak body and hugged it tightly. The first time hugging the little girl as a mother made Sheila feel something different. Warm, as if not to take it off.

My son, he really is my son. Michella...

Sheila sat on the lip of the bed and carried Chella into her lap. He rubbed his hair and back. Recalling her sadness four years ago, when on her lap was a tiny baby who was lifeless, with some parts of her body turning blue. There were not enough words to describe his sadness. How painful and devastated he felt to look at the face of the little baby he thought was his son.

Now, Sheila found her true soulmate. Happy mixed haru. He tightly hugged her little girl's body, releasing all the pain that had been eating away at her heart. The pain, which made him harbour a burning hatred and grudge. And all that feeling seemed to be lost with the return of her baby.

"Michella, my son." - Sheila without taking off her arms.

"Beautiful sister, Chella kangen beautiful sister!"

Sheila took off her embrace, then showered that innocent face with a kiss unfortunately. "Mother, Son! Call Mother yes..."

"Mother..."

"Mother... Chella wants to be with Mommy" said Chella. Afraid that the woman he had just called Mother would leave him when he fell asleep.

"Yes, honey... Mommy will always be with Chella. We're not going to be apart anymore."

"Parents are too..." Chella raised her head to look at Marchel, so the man immediately approached and hugged the two.

"Yes, Son! Dad will always be here with Chella" said Marchel stroking the top of his daughter's head.

"Later if Chella sleeps, Mother's father does not go yes." pinta Chella, while staring at her parents alternately.

"Yes, Son. Mother's father will always accompany Chella" Marchel said.

"Promise? Don't fib. Fifi's mother said, lying is a sin."

" Promise!"

For a while the three people hugged each other. Mother was so moved to witness the first meeting between father, mother and son who had been separated for four years because of her mistake. Because of his selfishness, his son and grandson had to separate. The middle-aged woman wiped her tears, then moved out of the room. It was as if giving Sheila and Marchel time to enjoy time with their little daughter.

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