Father My son

Storms

Melvin fell asleep in his chair, he had not come home for 3 days and Windi did not dare to disturb him.

But Windi could not keep quiet, he decided to go to the husband's company and win it.

"Melvin!" call her soft, touching the shoulder of the husband who is not aware of her existence.

Melvin flinched, then straightened his body. Her eyes caught the worried face of the wife, then grabbed her hand to grasp.

"I'm by your side." Windi comforted.

Melvin hugged her, Windi was medicine for her.

"Thakn's, baby. Your existence gives you energy."

Windi smiled faintly, then he said, "break first, let it be fresh again. If you make sense of yourself, you can't focus. Move to the room!"

Melvin agrees and obeys Windi, he walks towards the rest room and invites Windi as well.

"But you are the same?"

Windi agrees, Melvin is in need of him, even if his behavior is more childish than Tristan's.

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After resting and waking up from his sleep, Windi had prepared a towel and a change of clothes for the husband's bath. A few minutes finished, Windi prepared the equipment for the prayers of the two of them.

Windi knows this time Melvin is being hit by a storm, his existence is very necessary even though Melvin does not want to reveal more. Windi clasped Melvin's right hand, rubbing it while looking into the husband's eyes deeply.

"I can't help much, Melvin. But I know you're in a storm right now, and it must be very hard. Even many parties cornered you, I was sad to hear it."

Melvin looked at his wife, he did not want Windi sad. He approached and hugged Windi tightly, as if they had no chance to be together again.

"Melvin, believe me.everything will be fine. You're our Melvin, you must be strong. Tristan and I will continue to support you in all circumstances. Promise strong for us, because I will be strong for you and Tristan. You must be able to hold on for me and Tristan, because I'm holding on for you and Tristan. We do it all together," like a cool breeze, Melvin's heart is calm, Windi said.

"If you're sad, you can hug me, you can lean on my shoulder even if my shoulder is small, but for you it doesn't matter. You can cry when you want to cry and feel unfair with the world," Melvin so teary, his breath hunting, his heart pounding.

Windi tightened his embrace, hearing Melvin's timid heartbeat.

"You can call me if you feel that way when I'm not next to you, you can even ask me to come with you. Because you are not alone, there is God, me and our son. Never feel alone, okay?"

Melvin nodded, his tears flowing. His sobbing rang out and Windi contracted it, so she cried.

"If you feel alone, everything becomes heavy, you will not be strong and desperate. Don't be so, dad? Inget always, you have God, you have me and Tristan who are always with you. Well? I love you so much," his words again made Melvin feel relieved, strong and his crying as if throwing a load.

The two of them continued to hug until satisfied, until Melvin returned to work.

Seriate...

Hi, for those looking for a continuation, I want to find a new home for my Son's Dad. Maybe you will find the pen name is no longer Ell Zeya, it could be Blue Rose or Aubi Atmarini Aiza. But I have a few pen names. Hehe.... 😂😍