Young Mothers

Young Mothers
Monsters


Daddy Tian pinched the tip of his nose. What a lot of surprises today from Devano for him.


"I sleepy Dad, I go to the room first" said Mommy Nina who seemed not to want to look at Devano's face any longer.


"Yes you have rested first I will follow up," said Daddy Tian as he gently rubbed Mommy Nina's head.


Mommy Nina nodded and now she stepped away from the two men who were still sitting in the living room. But a moment later Mommy Nina stopped her steps.


"Responsible for what you did. Bring the poor woman and Mommy's granddaughter as soon as possible!" mommy Nina orders loudly without turning her head towards Devano at all then her legs she steps back towards her room.


"Surely Mom. Whatever Dev will face later, Dev will still try as much as possible for Cia and Al," Devano replied softly and looked at Mommy Nina's back which was getting further and further from her reach.


After the departure of Mommy Nina, there lived Devano and Daddy Tian who were both silent for a while until Daddy Tian spoke up again.


"Daddy no longer knows what to do with your treatment, Dev. Dad, too embarrassed. Daddy failed at being a father to you. Daddy failed to educate the only child Dad wayang in order to be a good generation. Dad's hands off with your business. It is time for you to make amends for all the wrongs for that woman. Meet him, apologize and fix everything," said Daddy Tian firmly, he then moved from his seat to catch up with Mommy Nina who had earlier to their room.


Devano let out a heavy sigh before finally he also rushed towards his room to rest the already numb body.


Devano spread his body, his eyes staring at the ceiling of the room.


"I'm sorry Ci, I'm sorry Papa Al," he murmured before he closed his eyes, falling asleep in a fit of rage despite falling deeper into the dream. That is how Devano at any time and in any position he will not be able to feel a calm life before getting a sincere apology from Ciara.


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In the morning Ciara and Al were neat and now they were both moving down the stairs to the dining table.


"Well, aunty's niece is handsome early in the morning. Can't wait to see the same oma?" asked Dea who had also just arrived at the dining table.


"Al was always handsome aunty. Al also can't wait to see the same opa oma. Later Al will play with them," replied Al enthusiastically.


"Al also has a new aunty" he continued.


"Oh yeah? what's al aunty's name?" ask Dea.


"Aunty Kia's. Al also can't wait to ask for toys with him," said Al funny.


Ciara just smiled looking enthusiastically from Al. Last night he told Al about his family slowly so that Al understood what he said.


And he did not expect when he saw Al's response far from his expedition. At first he was not sure Al wanted to be invited to the home of his parents but Al that night also he asked Ciara to rush to Opa, Oma and also aunty Kia. Even he had to whine when Ciara did not comply with his request. But slowly Ciara gave understanding again so that Al could wait until sunrise and luckily Al understood it quickly and no longer asked to be escorted to the Cia family home that night.


As the three of them were engrossed with their breakfasts each coupled with the endless ramblings of Al, the sound of the house bell rang.


"Who's going to visit someone's house in the morning?" ask Ciara.


"Let my brother open. You continue to eat breakfast," said Ciara, then he went from the dining table to the main door of the house.


"Astagfirullah, what's your face?" ciara asked in shock when she opened the door and saw the condition of Devano's face was very terrible behind the door.


Devano smiled when he saw Ciara's beautiful face that seemed to worry there.


"I'm not papa. Can I come in to see Al?" devano is weak. The condition of his body at this time really does not support him to fight to get Ciara and Al back. But he must fight it all so that he can immediately make peace with Ciara.


"Eh ah please come in," Ciara said as she shifted her body to the side so that Devano could enter the house.


"You sit here first, let me call Al first," continued Ciara after they reached the guest room. Devano nodded in agreement. After that Ciara rushed her feet towards the dining table.


And not long after, Ciara has returned with a tray containing breakfast and also warm tea for Devano.


"Breakfast first" said Ciara flatly as he placed breakfast and tea on the front desk of Devano.


"Where's al?" devano asked confused because Ciara had said she wanted to call their handsome son but when Ciara returned, the woman was not with Al.


"Al's still breakfast. He'll be here soon too. Eat first, then get cold" said Ciara with a hand that continues to look for P3K boxes in a special closet to store the item.


Devano nodded and his hand stretched out to grab the breakfast Ciara had given him.


"Aren't you eating?" he asked as Ciara sat down before him staring intensely at Devano's face. And it actually makes a Devano feel nervous and misbehaved.


"Udah is full," replied Ciara flatly. His words were actually a lie. He was still hungry even though he was hungry because the rice that entered his mouth was only 2 spoons. But somehow when he was presented with a face full of wounds and bruises belonging to Devano, his hunger disappeared into worry.


Devano seemed to nod to Ciara's words earlier, after which he lowered his head to eat breakfast earlier.


"Sister, this is compressed water and also the towel that you asked for earlier," said Dea who was walking to the two people in the living room with Al behind her.


"Rapaa!" al shouted thunderously filled the entire house. He ran as fast as he could to get to Devano's body. But when Devano looked up, Al suddenly stopped.


He was stunned with a look of horror and fear for Devano's current face.


"Hiks hiks hiks Mama. Why did Papa's face become like a huwaaaaa monster" cried Al.


"Hiks Papa Al is handsome where ma? why is it now turning ugly huwaaaaa Mama!" al's crying voice grew shrill.


Instead of Ciara feeling nervous and excited to calm Al's cry, he just looks relaxed by holding back laughter from the plain speech of the child.


While Dea who had been there was now laughing satisfied to laugh at the honesty of his father.