THE HEIR'S BEDMATE
Chapters. 88. Wicked Papa!

With his broad steps Edward climbed the steps of the mother's house. His heart is now raging. He could have guessed that Devano must have been disappointed in him.

Edward didn't expect any of this to happen. He is too late in happiness because he will marry his woman. Until he forgets, before marrying Laura, the man should have told Devano the truth.

Edward's heart was racing, even faster than it was this morning. He was not ready to see the son's gloomy face.

Maybe for the last 8 years, today for the first time Devano was angry with him.

“Dev, forgive papa.” He said softly. The man is now standing at the door. His hand was holding the doorknob, and ready to open it. But fear shackled him.

Edward pulled and threw his breath out rough. He then ventured to open the door of the room occupied by Felisha and Devano.

In the middle of the large room, on a large bed. Felisha was sitting on the edge of the bed, persuading the sleeping son to turn his back on her.

Edward's heart slipped at the sight. Definitely Devano feels a huge disappointment at the moment.

Slowly, Edward approached the bed. The sound of her footsteps, made Felisha turn her head. The face of her twin sister looked desperate.

“Hai, boy.?” Edward exclaims. He doesn't know where to start. His tongue felt too hard to speak.

“Let's have dinner. Papa's gonna bribe you.” Further again.

“For what papa came here? Don't you have a new wife?” Devano's tone sounded cold, the boy did not even turn his head towards the papa.

“Dev..” the mama exclaims. After half a day, the boy finally let out his voice.

“Build, son. Let's go talk. There is already papa. Devano wants to ask, get angry, come on. Don't keep quiet, honey. Mama can't see Devan like this.”

Felisha's tone of voice shook, the cry she had been holding since noon, now came out already. She's just a weak woman. Seeing her son silent for no reason, made her despair.

“Devano angry with papa? Say, boy. Papa ready to listen.” Edward exclaims. He circled the bed, crouching in front of the sulking son.

“Say, boy. You why? Doesn't pity to see mom cry?” Edward stroked the boy's head.

“Bad papa. Papa evil.” Devano brushed off the papa's hand. He then sat cross-legged on the bed.

“Bad papa. Papa hurt mom. Papa's remarried. I don't want to have a new mom.”

The boy hit the side of the bed on his right. He breathed out all the anger he had been craving since noon.

She doesn't want a stepmother. Because according to fairy tales, a stepmother is an evil mother. Devano did not want to be tortured by his stepmother.

“Bad papa!” Shouts again.

“Iya, darling. Papa wicked. Devan wants to be angry, let's get mad at papa. But Devan don't inhabit mama. Kasian mom, boy.” Edward's tears also piled up.

The man then sat in front of Devano by folding one leg.

“Boy, listen to papa. Papa apologizes for not asking permission first with you. But, believe. Papa loves you very much.” Edward grabbed Devano's hand, for he held it.

“Papa doesn't love me. If papa dear, papa will not marry again.” Devano never knew, if the adult man in front of him, had never been married before.

“I don't want to have a stepmom, papa. Stepmom is evil. I don't want to be tortured.”

Felisha gasped at the son's words. The 8-year-old boy thought too far.

“Honey, you don't have a stepmom.” Felisha told the son. It turns out that's what made the son sulk from last afternoon.

“The new papa wife is stepmom, mama.” The boy again.

Felisha's head shook. None of this would have been this complicated, if he had told Devano before.

“Boy, she's not your stepmother, but she's your mom. Listen papa.” Edward held both shoulders. Makes the boy look at his face.

“Papa and mom were not married darling. And can't get married. Therefore, now papa is married to mami. So mami is not Devano.”'s stepmother

Edward tried to string the words together, to give understanding to the son.

“Why can't papa marry mama?”

Edward breathed heavily. Could it be time for him to tell his son everything?

Edward was not able to.

“Dev, papa and mama. We're brothers. Papa is a sister, and mother is a sister. We can't marry.” Edward carefully explained.

“Then why am I?”

Degs…

Edward jerks. He looked towards his twin sister. The woman who had been crying without a sound, nodded her head giving a sign of approval.

“Dev.. You exist because of your mom and dad.”

“Then where's my dad? Not all this time, papa was my dad?”

Edward shakes. He can't tell a story. Devano is still very small to know all this.

“No. Mama must have lied. He's my papa. Why did you say you were in heaven? You're lying. You guys are evil.”

Edward grabbed Devano's body, clutching it with all his might. Because the boy kept thrashing.

“Honey, sorry papa.”

“Papa wicked.”

“Iya, darling. Papa evil.”

Both men of different ages were crying. Shedding a raging taste inside the chest.

Felisha also had no power to see all that. He opened the nightstand drawer. Take a picture from inside.

“Dev, look. He is the father of Devano.” Felisha showed me the frame. There he and David were wearing bridal clothes, like Edward was this morning.

Devano releases Edward's embrace. He saw the frame held by his mother.

The boy's eyes were round. Look at the man's face on that frame. Mirib with himself.

‘Dad?’

Devano's hand grabbed that frame. He looked carefully at the picture. The maama is seen smiling happily in the photo. So is the man beside her.

“Why do fathers have heaven, mama?” Devano asked with his eyes.

“God loves your father very much, Dev. Therefore, God wants dad to be in heaven with him.” The woman was trying to find a sentence that her son could easily understand.

“Why haven't I met dad, ma? Don't you love me?”

Edward re-captured the son's body. He remembered the friend's last message.

“Honey, your father loves you very much. No one loves you more than him. You believe in papa. Someday we will reunite with your father and grandparents.” Edward said at length. He did not want to add any wounds to the little boy's heart.

“Papa?”

“Iya, darling?”

“Can I still have papa?”

“Sure, darling. Papa yours.”

“Then the aunt?” Devano looked towards the door. There he saw his grandmother and wife crying and hugging.

“Mami, baby. From now on call her mami.” Edward looked at the son's eyes.

“So I have two mothers? I don't have a stepmom?”

“Iya, darling. You have a mother, and you have a mother. You don't have a stepmother.”

Edward dabbed Devano's head with a kiss. For now, the problem can be a little resolved, he will tell everything later when Devano has become a teenager.

“Mama.. Can I go to Dad's? I want to get acquainted with father.” The boy wiped the water coming out of his nose.

She was only 8 years old, but she understood what her mother said. His father is in heaven. That means the father is gone.

“Sure, darling. Tomorrow we go to dad's. Mama will also take you to see pictures of your father. It's in the other room. And that's still a lot.” Felisha smiled in her tears.

“Come, Fel.” Edward's hand reached out to his sister's shoulder. The three of them hugged on the bed.

“I love you guys.”

In the doorway. Madam Hugo and Laura also hugged. They followed Edward up the stairs, and watched everything.

Laura promised in her heart that she would love Devano as much as she loved her own son.

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T. B. C

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