THE ALEXIS
ALCOHOLS

Paris at midnight…..

Khiara woke up from her sleep when she heard a cry from the next room.

What time is it? He squinted one eye and grabbed the glasses next to his pillow. He glanced at the wall clock across from his bed. The clock indicates two o'clock.

Slowly he sighed and collected all his life that was still flying somewhere. While the cry was getting tighter through his eardrum. After he had regained all his life, he swiftly jumped like a deer. He immediately opened the door of the next room that was connected to his room.

"Sst___ sst___ sst___ sst____ sst____ sst____ sst____ I'maaang____ what's going on?" Khiara approached a baby who had been sitting on the bed crying bitterly.

Seemed terrified on his face. He directly extended both of his hands towards Khiara the moment he saw her. The safest place was the embrace of his guardian angel. That's where he can get his hands on.

"Why baby? You're having a nightmare?" Khiara tried to calm her down by rubbing her soft and affectionate back. The baby slowly began to calm down with cries that began to subside.

"You want to sleep with mama?" And Kaiven who was still as unwilling nodded her head immediately.

"Ok___ let's go baby." Khiara said as she carried and kissed him. Now the toddler in his arms began to laugh because of the treatment he received.

"Are you thirdy?"

"Thirsty___"

"Want a drink?"

"Drink___"

"Oke___we take a drink first." Keiven directly hugged Khiara's neck tightly making Khiara the shortest.

Khiara immediately carried him and took him to the room. He placed Keiven on the edge of the bed, then he squatted in front of him to align his height.

"Want milk or water?"

"Susu___"

"White husband or *****?"

"Put__" The toddler was thinking. His thumb and index finger touched his chin and tilted his head upwards. "*****." Then drop the option on the bid to two.

Khiara's forehead was intertwined, and gave rise to a smile of wonder. It is possible that a baby this small makes such a pose while considering two options.

"Okay, while sleeping huh!?" Kaiven nodded.

The baby crawled straight to the middle of the bed and positioned himself. Then followed by Khiara. He positioned his body as comfortable as possible next to Kaiven then unbuttoned his shirt, removing the********** which felt crowded because it was too full of ASI inside.

Kaiven immediately grabbed the source of her nutritional intake. Sipping it greedily from thirst. Khiara stroked his back lovingly. Smacked his head with incomparable affection.

The baby continued to suck the breast milk on his body while wrapping his entire body into his mother's body. It was as if he was afraid of losing his mother and the source of his calm.

Although soon his son turned three, Khiara still did not wean him. And the return to Paris today is indeed to wean the baby while doing LASIK surgery on his eyes.

Well, Khiara did have problems with her eyesight for a long time. Four years ago his outlook had reached minus eight. That really bothers him.

And every year, the minus is increasing because he has to work in front of a computer. And the intention to do LASIK surgery can only be realized at this time, because he is not likely to do the operation while he is still pregnant and breastfeeding.

However, Khiara kept thinking about the impact of the operation on her son. Because his son, was a priceless treasure to him. He will do anything to care for and protect her as mothers in general. Including delaying the LASIK surgery that is actually needed.

Khiara who again observed the baby, can only feel anxious at the baby. For all the mothers in the world, is there a bolster more comfortable and adorable than her child? It felt like there would be no bolster capable of replacing him. The existence of his son made a happy feeling envelop his heart. He was very grateful to her.

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Well, as said earlier. His son is the most precious treasure. He was like a medicine given by God to heal all the wounds of his life. Like alcohol splashed on a gaping wound, creating a widespread pain, but very powerful wound cleansing.

Well, at that time the presence of Kaiven in her womb was indeed like an alcohol that burned her body which was filled with gaping wounds. As if God is not satisfied with his punishment, God still wants to make Khiara suffer. That was what was on his mind at the time.

How not? A month earlier he had been raped by a schoolmate. Not only rape, but also abuse. His entire body was filled with bruises, even open wounds were not just one, two, three.

The pain felt by his body had not healed properly. Yet he still had to swallow the bitter reality that was extremely stifling to the chest.

A pregnancy she did not expect. Is there anything more illustrative than being hit with thousands of gods but never meeting death? If anything, Khiara was already unable to imagine. Because for him, it was very painful.

He was already on the brink of death at that time, but his body was unable to plunge to the bottom of the abyss. Like a ship floating in the ocean, it was still surrounded by a feeling of indecision. Will he have to choose death, or life for revenge?

Well, a revenge. He remembered his promise to someone, that he would drag the bastard down on the basis of destruction. He won't let her feel like she won. He himself will send the bastard to the grave.

And that's what kept him going. But even surviving was not as easy as he thought. Shadow - a dark shadow remains in memory. Like a cassette that keeps spinning again, making it unable to live quietly.

He vented every anger at every corner of the room. To destroy the entire apartment that he made as a hiding place. Yes, at that time he lived alone. Far from the land of birth. And no one accompanied him to provide support.

He should have stayed at his brother's house, as long as the captain of the American army had advanced into the battlefield. But he has no power to withstand the pressure. She was afraid that her brother would come home soon. And knowing all that the little sister he had experienced the most dear.

He could already guess what his brother was going to do. Her brother will soon discover who the culprit is without Khiara having to say it, and soon drag her to court.

Though it could have been her brother who finished her off before she walked into the courtroom. But that was not the ending he wanted.

So he chose to stay alone. To give him an impingement room. Until finally he really needed help. Because it is useless it survives without any sanity.

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