The Sweetes Feeling 2's
The Conversation of Parents

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"Darling?"

"Yes?"

"You're still watching the kids?" Dygta uncovers the blanket and then climbs onto the bed where her husband is.

"still. Why?" Arfan took off his reading glasses and turned off his laptop.

"Is there anything strange about their activities lately?" The woman moved closer.

"none. They go to school, study and carry out their extra-curricular activities as usual."

"You sure?"

"Yes, what's wrong?"

Dygta.

"You're worrying me, honey. What's up?" Arfan put his laptop on the nightstand then focused his attention on his wife.

"Ann's puberty is over, isn't it?" The woman spoke again as her mind remembered many things.

"Isn't he nearly eighteen? Of course it has. My first period I remember, it was first grade Junior High and I bought him a pad. Arkhan's first wet dream I know because he's the one who complained to himself, right?" Arfan laughing.

She will never forget how her children often complain about what they are going through, and he never misses important times in their development including personal matters to the least expressed by anyone.

"Ish, it's not about that!"

"Then what do you mean about Ann's puberty?"

"Have he started liking the opposite sex? Or maybe have a girlfriend?" Dygta made his point clear.

"I don't think so."

"You sure?"

"Yes. His activities were normal and no one was off the mark."

Dygta was silent again.

"Is there anything I'm missing?"

"Of course, it feels …."

"If so, then why? Isn't having a love for the opposite sex normal? What we have to worry about is when the kids don't have that feeling. Because it could be that our kids aren't normal." Arfan.

"You don't talk carelessly, it scares me."

"I think we have given the right education to children. Moral, psychiatric, and they live in a conducive environment. Although the association sometimes affects the most, but I'm sure they already know the limits."

"Is it really okay if Ann has a boyfriend?"

"Not having her boyfriend is okay, but likes the opposite sex. When it comes to girlfriends, I'll tighten up surveillance for her."

"Huh, I think you're starting to soften?" Dygta.

"Why indeed? You know if she has a boyfriend?" Arfan looked serious.

"No idea, that's why I asked you. Are you always watching her?"

"I'll make sure not, but if the signs are already visible it looks like I should start assigning someone to watch closely."

"You're seriously gonna do that?" Dygta laughs.

"Yes, of course."

"Related?"

"Why indeed?"

"Wouldn't it bring Ann closer to her supervisor?"

"You mean?"

"What if he gets close to the person you assigned?"

Arfan frowned.

"Mama and Papi also used to assign you to watch over me, and see the results? Four children were born later." The woman laughed again.

"That's another story." Arfan rolled his eyeballs.

"But what if it is? I'm just wondering …."

"Shut up!" Arfan covered Dygta's mouth with his hand.

"This is my delusion." The woman put away her husband's hand. "What if Ann or Arkhan is paired with one of Papi's employees, or Dimitri. Will it repeat our story?"

"Don't talk about it now. They haven't even graduated High School."

Dygta laughed again.

"What's so funny about it that you laugh so hard? Just thinking about it I'm already pissed."

"You even forget when we're aware of each other's feelings. And I waited for that day to come to our children. Because it could be faster or slower."

"Aaaa stop! Don't talk about it now!" Arfa covered her ears with both hands.

"I'm trying not to think about it because I want my children to live a normal life without me curbing them. Because it's pretty scary stuff now."

"I don't want my children to rebel because of all the hard rules and what I've ever applied to Ara, because maybe the results won't be the same." Arfan thinks.

"His time has changed, right? And the character of our children is different. They're not as obedient as Ara. I even saw that Arkhan seemed to be more stubborn than the others. But I don't know about Asha and Aksa."

"What would we do if it happened?" Dygta spoke again.

"What?"

"Ann or Arkhan has a girlfriend?"

"Let's go, I'm not ready for this!" Arfan crept his hair while dropping his head on the pillow. Just imagined that he was frustrated.

"I saw Arkhan's social media, and a lot of girls were giving him messages of love."

"You're watching Arkhan?"

"I can get into all his social media."

"really?"

"Then how do you respond?"

"Nothing he responded to."

"Times?"

"So far so."

"Then Ann?"

"Either."

"You bugged the kids' social media?" Arfa is a little bit of a whimper.

"Of course." Dygta replied with a hint of laughter.

"Where did you get that kind of idea?"

"Where else would it be if not from you?" The woman rolled her eyes. "That's what you did to me?"

"Mh …."

"At least for now the kids are safe."

"I know so too."

"But I don't know if there's any way of communicating other than what we know today."

"There really is?"

"So far not."

The two people were both silent.

"Darling, are we gonna manage to take care of the kids?" Then Dygta spoke again.

"Successful or not we won't know. But the important thing is we've tried to do our best." Arfan with his mind glaring far away.

"Are we doing what's best for the kids?" Dygta lowered her body so that she was on equal footing with her husband.

"I think yes, we do what we can, right? And the results can be seen later."

"And I hope it is. I'm afraid we've failed even though we've worked hard for them so far." Dygta poked her head against her husband's chest.

"I hope so too." Arfan hugged his body as usual.

"Darling?"

"Hum?"

"Will we be grandma and grandpa?" Dygta chuckled softly remembering that.

"Are we the grandparents of Ara's son?"

"Yes, there will be more from Ann, Arkhan, Asha and Aksa."

"It should be like that, right?"

"We're getting old." Dygta wrapped her hands around her husband's warm body.

"No, I'm old. You are still young." Arfan answered his words.

"really?" Then the woman looked up and she looked at his face.

"Yes, don't look at me …."

Dygta shut Arfan's mouth to stop what he said. "I told you we're the same in this. You're 35 and I'm 35." She scanned her husband's face.

"Your imagination is too impossible, dear." And Arfan put the woman's hand out of her mouth.

"No, because I do feel that way."

The man chuckled while removing a strand of hair from his wife's face.

"We'll always be together, right? Watching children grow up until they achieve their dreams."

"I hope so."

"Don't hope, but it has to." The women shifted to the distance of their faces only a few inches. Then the lips of the two meet and then touch each other.

"Darling, do you want to do something?" Dygta whispered a little, then laughed softly.

"If you want to too." Arfan grabbed her waist and pulled the woman's body until they overcame each other.

"Okay, I think I want to, too. Aren't you busy these few days to the point of ignoring me?" Dygta took off his clothes one by one so that everything seemed to be behind it. Which makes Arfan feel the thump like this the first time he saw it.

Their age is not as young as it used to be, but the feelings that exist still remain the same or even more than before.

"I'm not ignoring you, it's just that I've been doing a lot of work lately." Arfan got up and he did the same thing.

"From the first reason you did that too."

"If not how will I take care of you and our children?"

Dygta again sat on his thigh with both hands coiled on Arfan's shoulders which were still quite sturdy.

"Hmm .. That's enough, Papa. Don't work too hard." She whispered in her husband's ear.

"No, they haven't graduated college."

"But at least, don't be as hard as you used to be. Then I'm …." Dygta held his breath as something broke through the core of his body.

"If it's not hard I can't either …." Then Arfan pressed his hips when they were completely interlocked.

"Must keep moving, baby!" The man whispers and his hands crumble Dygta's buttocks, so they move in tandem to climb to the top of romance.

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