You are the Only One
13. The Tongue of the Oleander Lisp

Goslings

After finishing my work, I rushed back to Bogor. On the way, my brain worked hard to find the best excuse I could give Olavia about my sudden departure.

Damnit. I really don't like to hide things from him. However, since this is not something bad, in fact, this will be part of the surprise package that I will give him on our wedding day, my heart is a little more relieved.

Now I just have to be able to look at him and try to keep my expression from betraying me in the slightest.

"Kok, you're home, aren't you?" push my woman when I see me come in.

Not the welcome I expected. Damn, from the beginning he's been suspicious of me. "No, ah. Just be usual." I answered the whole thing while making my face worse by landing a kiss on his cheek and lips. "Where's Ole? He's up, isn't he?"

Oleander is a great weapon and a good reason you use if you want to change the topic.

"Udah, from earlier. She woke up not long after I finished calling you."

Olavia then led the way leading to the place where Oleander was now. Of course he's in the back garden.

"What damn thing is still standing?" I gaped when I saw the balloon palace that had existed since the day of his birthday celebration.

"Huh-uh." My woman looked at me for a moment. He stopped at the edge of the terrace and saw our little boy trying to conquer it with his small body. "He doesn't want to get out of there. I had a chance to nag Bang Oli because because he Ole did not want to play in the house anymore."

I embrace the woman's body with my right arm and let her rest on my body. A crack comes out of the mouth. Immediately I camouflaged using a kiss in his hair that smells a mixture of coconut qangi from shampoo and sweat because of his activities all day. "Boy shouldn't play in a mulu's house, honey." I try to calm down.

"Yes, but you don't have to buy that big a play either time, do you, Yang?"

I hide my laughter again. Fucking Oliver. I don't know what was on his mind when he chose that thing as a gift for Oleander. Whether he wants to prank Ola or really love his niece, I'm not sure which one to choose.

"But, it was you who said that Ole was not fussy when invited to take a nap. Aye, right? He's the one I'm tired of first." I reminded Olavia again. "Well. I think it's positive."

In the end, my woman snorted. "Ih, you!" his gerrick. "Got fun. I was gonna fuck Bang Oli."

After a deeper look, it turns out that the fault is not in Oliver's decision to buy a replica of the plastic building that contains the wind. However, it's here. "You must be really tired, huh?" I asked while rubbing Olavia's arm with my hand.

This time Olavia sighed. It took a while before he let out a sound. "Yes." Yeah." He's confessing. "I'm also PMS. That's why it's so cranky."

Oh, no. Almost the time of the month.

Olavia instantly turned around and exhaled a long breath. "That sounds really nice" he whispered as he wrapped around my waist with both arms. "Thank you." I pecked my chest from the top of the shirt I was wearing.

"Anything for you, Baby." I then dyed Olavia's hair and stopped on her lips for quite a while. Hm. It's good to feel these soft lips on mine again. When I heard a rather dangerous voice emerge from auatu place in the body of my adored woman, I immediately released myself before drifting along with her and forgot myself. "God, that sound you make, Baby." I groan. Then kiss her lips for the last time. With a gasping breath, I told him, "I can't wait another three months, honey."

Olavia moistened her still-wet lips. I like to interpret his actions as an effort to collect the remnants of my taste there. Daaaam. That thought really drives me nuts.

"Sit down, there. I'll be right back." I turned around and greeted the three-year-old baby who was jumping around in the middle of the labile surface excitedly. "Hi, Le!"

His attention was turned to me. "Father!" yells anyway. He was trying to move towards me quickly. However, that effort only made him fall down many times up there.

Seeing Oleander, my heart beat faster. I was nervous and excited at one time. Nervous about my meeting with Owen tomorrow and excited because soon I can have this child intact. The father's name column on his birth certificate will also not be empty anymore. There'll be my name there side by side with Olavia's.

Fxck. I love this kid so much.

Eventually Ole managed to reach the edge after the drama fell and woke up many times. In his last step, he purposely scattered himself into my arms. "Father!"

"Hey, kiddo." I put a kiss on his hair and forehead. Waw. The money is really delicious. "Have you played?" I asked as I scrunched my nose.

Oleander giggled at the look on my face. "Huh-uh." He nodded in. "Om Oliber is the best uncle in the wold."

I laughed when I heard her still imperfect pronunciation. "Yeah, uncle Oli is the best, huh?" reload me to confirm.

"Yes!" he shouted while straightening his two arms high into the air. "Uncle Oliber got Lele the best available eber in the whole wide wide!"

Xxxx. He's adorable. And, the way he called himself Lele? He's more than adorable. He's the best. "Hm, okay. But, Papa heard that since there is this palace you only want to play outside. Is that so?"

The boy nodded again. "Yes, Papa. Fun palace. Lele likes habing bun."

With great difficulty I held back the gel that was about to spurt from my lips. As he still could not master the pronunciation of several letters, the words Ole put out could turn into something magical and different altogether. Especially if spoken with an innocent expression like just now. God damn.

But, I won't have it any other way. I will enjoy this phase and record every second of it in my memory until I leave this world. "Good." I added. "It's good to have fun. Buuut," bargain me. "Can you ask for something?"

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