Young Mothers
Nervous
"Light hands really are you," grumbled Devano while distancing his face from beside Ciara's head.
"Eat him if you talk, don't be weird. You just shut up!" ciara's orders afterwards he immediately resolved to treat Devano's wounds.
While Al who had been on the sofa right in front of them just looked at the two with his innocent gaze. Occasionally he also followed their expressions starting from grimacing as if he also felt the same pain as Devano felt, sometimes it is also serious to see Ciara treating Devano and sometimes he also laughs to see the quarrels of Mama and Papa.
Now Ciara has finished treating all of Devano's wounds and he also immediately cleaned up the mess on the table and the living room chair. He glimpsed the beautiful circular clock on his wrist. He widened his eyes when he saw the clock was already showing at half 9 am which means he almost forgot his promise to his parents because it was very serious to treat Devano's wounds to forget everything.
"Go home, you need a full break today!" ciara's orders.
"Don't argue that you still want to meet Al" Ciara said when Devano wanted to protest to him.
Devano seemed to be sighing heavily. Actually he still wants to spend time with Al, but maybe for now he does have to rest more so that his body is back fresh and fit..
He moved from his seat and approached Al.
"Papa go home, baby. Tomorrow Papa is here again" said Devano as he ruffled Al's hair.
Al turned his head, looking at Devano's smiling face. And because of the anxiety of seeing Al's response, Devano immediately brought Al's body into his carrier.
"Why go home?" tanya Al made sure.
Devano.
"Pope promise you here again tomorrow" said Devano.
Al nodded, then kissed Devano on the cheek.
"Al will take Papa to the front" said Al acting like an adult.
"Well boy," Devano chimps and he walks towards the main door of the house without lowering Al's body from his sling.
"Papa stop!" al suddenly said.
"What's the matter, baby?" ask Devano wonder.
"Mama didn't come with Al for Papa's anterin" replied Al.
"Mama!" shout Al.
Ciara, who was still in the living room, turned her body to face Al and Devano.
"Why?"
"Mama follow Al inter Papa until the front door," said Al.
Devano who saw Ciara had no interest in driving her sighed.
"Al, Mama's busy. Papa is also not papa kok not delivered Mama until the important front will be Al who wants anterin Papa. That's more than enough, son," said Devano. He did not want because of Al's desire Ciara became more reluctant to him.
But unexpectedly slowly Ciara approached them and first stepped up to the main door.
"Mama is not busy, Pa, in fact Mama has arrived first," said Al with a small oddity.
"Mama is actually dear to Papa but Mama is acting so cute" whispered Al.
Devano smiled at the whisper from Al earlier.
"You're a little kid already know that," said Devano while kissing gaunchy cheek Al.
Then Devano continued his steps until now until outside the house.
"Papa rest a lot yes let the pain quickly disappear and Papa can not eat crocodiles again."
Devano.
"Alright boy," he answered while lowering Al's body.
"Ci, I go home first and thank you for taking my wounds," said Devano and only answered by the master.
Al nodded and after that he took Devano's hand for him to kiss.
"Be careful Papa" said Al.
Devano smiled to answer Al's words earlier.
"Assalamualaikum," hail.
"Waalaikumsalam," replied Al and Ciara with a compact.
After hearing the reply of his greeting earlier, Devano then rushed to get away from the door to his car.
"Bye bye Papa," cried Al when Devano was already in the car. Devano who heard the screams from Al waved his hand and slowly ran the car away from the house.
Ciara now turned her gaze to Al as the child still waved his hand towards Devano's car with a happy smile on his lips.
Al was very fond of Devano seen from his sincere eyes when he was near Devano. He even had time to think and feel stupid when he was intending to keep his son with Devano, his own biological father. Bad enough to think about it again. Although Al does not know if Devano is his biological father, but indeed blood is thicker than water, can not be denied and can not be avoided if their inner bond is so strong. But he was also afraid that Al would someday know the truth that Papa was not as good as he thought.
"Ma," called Al made Ciara come to her senses from her mind.
"Oh, baby, what's wrong?" ask Ciara.
"Mama so you can't take Al to Opa and Oma's house?" Ciara smiled.
"So dong. But Mama had to go back home to get Mama's bag left in the dining room. Al wanna come with Mama in or wait here?"
"Al's waiting for Mama here" replied Al.
"Alright boy. Mama's just for a second. Don't go anywhere okay," said Ciara.
"Okay Mama" replied Al.
Ciara smiled and quickly entered the house again. And not long after he had approached Al who patiently waited for him at the door of the house.
"Let's go boy. We're leaving now" Ciara said.
"Let's go Mama," cried Al excitedly while holding Ciara's hand towards Olive's car that he would wear later.
It took 1 hour more finally they arrived at Ciara's parents' house.
"Ma" called Al when the car was parked in the neighborhood.
"Yes dear."
"Is Opa the same ferocious Oma?" tanya Al who looked nervous to meet Ciara's parents for the first time.
Ciara chuckles.
"Calm down baby. Opa and Oma were very kind," Ciara replied calming Al.
"really?" Ciara nodded, then he got out of the car and immediately headed for the car door beside Al to help his son out.
"Al ready?" ask Ciara while holding Al's hand.
With hesitation Al nodded, then they walked towards the door of the house.
Tok tok tok tok
"Assalamualaikum," said Ciara slightly shouting.
Not long after heard footsteps approaching the door and a few moments later the door in front of him opened and found Kiara behind the door.
"Vaalaikumsalam. Brother Cia, I don't think so come," Kiara said as she hugged Ciara's body.
"So dong kan I still miss you, Mama and Papa," said Ciara while loosening her arms.
After the embrace of the two was released, now Kiara's eyes could see there was a small body that had been staring at the intimacy of the two of them.