Young Mothers
S2_Story MK Al, Kiya Part 36
Al came home without bringing what he wanted earlier even when he was at home, his parents looked astonished but after being explained by both bodyguards, he said, they both understood and ended up feeling sorry for the boy.
"Let Papa help Al find the book. Who knows online messages are still there," said Devano while patting Al on the shoulder.
"No need Pa," Al refused.
"But it's your target book" said Devano.
"Pa, want Papa to find wherever the book still can not Al have. Because want it in a bookstore or on an online site, everything has been sold out" said Al.
"Udah yes Ma, Pa. Al's going to the room first. Good night," continued Al and after that he stepped up the stairs to his room. His parents can only sigh now.
"He must be sad because he can't get what he wants" said Devano while sitting on the sofa in a lounge that now only exists himself and also Ciara. His friends came home a few minutes ago. While Kiya, the child is now certainly sleeping after Nina Bobo was by Zidan earlier.
Ciara now sits next to Devano.
"Why again if everything is sold out. Yes, when we ask the author directly or to the publisher let it be made specifically for Al," said Ciara who makes Devano now widen his eyes while staring at the wife.
"Why not from earlier did love the idea," said Devano who made Ciara confused himself.
"What idea? The feeling from earlier I did not give any ideas to you," said Ciara.
"Ck, anyway your previous speech was an idea for me," said Devano who is now busy fiddling with his phone.
But when in the middle of him fiddling with his phone, his hand stopped and his gaze now turned back towards Ciara who made the master raise both eyebrows.
"Whose author's name?" devano asked which made Ciara roll her eyeballs.
"Where do I know" replied Ciara.
"Hmmm if the book's title?"
"I don't know either, honey. Whether it's the title of the book, the author or the publisher I don't know at all. Al didn't say what book to buy. So you better ask your own son there, who certainly knows more about everything," said Ciara who made Devano seem to think for a moment.
"I'm afraid baby" said Devano.
"Fearful? Afraid what? A ghost? kiya said that her ghost had left," said Ciara.
"Ck, ghosts are nothing, baby. But I'm afraid of Al" Devano said, ending with the whimper of his horse.
"Huh? Are you afraid of Al? That's right, honey. You are the Papa. Cook yes Her father is afraid of his own son. If a normal person is everywhere his son who is afraid of his father is not even the opposite. How the hell are you," said Ciara was not out of thought with her husband.
"But if the other kids don't like the North Pole." Ciara now frowned.
"Cold baby, cold. It's so cold to know. Even the coldness of him is very different from me before. If I used to be cold outside but warm inside. If Al, want it outside or inside he's still cold. So just mending you who asked him the same problem of the book because I don't like to see my children sad because of such trivial things," devano said while pulling Ciara's hand so that the master stood up from his seat and immediately met Al.
But the more Devano pulled Ciara's hand, the stronger Ciara held on to the end of the sofa to keep her sitting on the sofa.
"Why hold on anyway? Go to Al's room, honey. Pity him" said Devano, who is still trying to resurrect Ciara's body.
"Bent a minute, dear. Stop the pull first," said Ciara who immediately made Devano stop the activity earlier.
"What are you doing now, baby? Al sleeps in the night." Ciara was now staring at Devano's face filled with pleading gazes.
"And why do you even look at me like that?" connect Devano.
"Fear," said Ciara.
"Fearful?" Ciara nodded her head.
"Same Al?" Again Ciara nodded which made Devano now pat her forehead.
"So I acted bravely with Al, where I used to mock everything again. But the turn was told to go forward and ask directly Al, uh it was also the same. Both are afraid of their own children. What kind of parents are we?" devano said as he sat his body. Even his body is now resting on the back of the sofa.
"Oral-abal parents like him" replied Ciara.
"Haish, the longer the marriage age is not more mature to be a parent but it is more dilapidated," grumbled Devano who is assumed to agree by Ciara. And now Ciara also tendered her body on the sofa with the head that she put on the chest of the husband.
"It seems we need training to be parents who are not afraid of their own children" Ciara suggested.
"Looks like. We're looking for a good place tomorrow for training to be a real parent" said Devano, who is owned by Ciara.
Actually they both have become parents who are actually even very good at educating their children but what is lacking in the couple is his fear when he sees Al who is getting longer and getting older, the older he is, the boy was getting cold and untouchable. Although he believes his son still has a soft side for his family but still if they see the eyes of his son, as if the gaze of the eyes is very, very deadly to the interlocutor. And not once or twice they were both made silent just because of Al's gaze but many times. Strange indeed but that's the reality that they can't deny anymore.
And when the two men were talking about Al. On the other hand, more precisely in the room, Al was sneezing from earlier to make his nose red.
"Why sneeze all the time" Al grumbled as he rubbed his nose.
"Did I get the flu because I was playing in the rain?" think Al.
"Ah not really. I was hit by rain water not to get soaked. And it is not possible to also just get rain water in a little bit already make the flu. If indeed I have the flu again because of it, very weak immune in my body. Ck," Al murmured ended with a scolding.
"Haish, don't know. See, tomorrow morning, if I'm dizzy, this means I have the flu. But if not, it means I'm not okay," said Al then after he pulled the blanket up to his chest and then he began to close his eyes to immediately welcome the beautiful dream.