Father To Baron

CHAPTER 26

"Twelve plus five? Gini how,"

"Udah Mother, the answer is seventeen. Baron already knows the answer, why is it so hard to teach?" the boy, who was sitting on the carpet. The boy's two tiny hands, propping his head with a face slashed.

"Yes, about next." Arita just nodded her head, I don't know how many times. "Seventeen minus nine, how many?" ask him by looking at the handsome face of the baby.

Again and again, the Baron simply patted his forehead using his hands. The boy, looking closely at the bead of the mother's eyes, seemed very shady to him.

"The answer is eight ... Why, do you want to tell me about it again?" answer the handsome by asking the same thing, for the umpteenth time.

As for Arita, the woman was actually spinning as soon as she heard the answer of the son. Both of his hands, pulled the boy's round cheeks as he felt anxious. Afterwards, he lifted up the Baron's body to be carried over his lap.

"Why is Pinter's mom's son so bad, anyway?" the woman squeezed her nose with the son.

Counted, it had been an hour both of them were sitting casually in front of the television. The baron looked engrossed, with a light humming as usual. As for Arita, the woman constantly gives questions to the baby.

"Yo should be grateful, Mom. His son was even angry," replied the boy with his jaw-dropping accent. And that answer is what makes Arita more tickled amused.

"The same addition to the reduction, has been taught from the past. Mending if you want to give a question, which is multiplication or division. Would you, Mom?"

Hearing the son who bargained, made the woman nod her head. Still leaning against the sofa in the living room, the woman grabbed Baron's body and hugged him tightly.

"dm ... Seven times three, how many?" the question that made the boy immediately stared at the ceiling of the house.

"Twenty-one," said the Baron with a faint smile.

"Nine times two?" ask Arita quickly. So did the Baron who answered him quickly. Many times, until the mother began to get tired. While the boy, now laughing satisfied to see his mother who pinched both cheeks.

The clock has shown eight o'clock passing, which makes the woman look into the eyes of the little one. There was no sign of the boy getting sleepy. In fact, those two round eyes were still staring at him freshly.

"But I feel sleepy. Baron's gonna go to bed, right?"

Although she was not sleepy at all, Arita tried to convince the boy in her lap. After blinking her eyes repeatedly, Arita also closed her lips while giving a small yawn.

"Mother sleepy? Okay, let's just slide!" the son raised both his hands. Accompanied by the laughter, Arita began to move from her position while holding the Baron.

After brushing her teeth and washing her little feet, Arita rushed to the room. For a short period of time, perhaps his son was still sleeping together with him. Of course because the room for the Baron was not ready to be occupied.

"It's almost nine and a half hours, son. How tumben-tumbenan, you are not sleepy?"

After helping the son up the bed, the woman immediately turned off the main light. Lighting that was originally bright, is now replaced by a dimly lit sleeping lamp.

Before breaking down her body, Arita took off her flops and spread both her hands towards the Baron.

"Here, I'm puk-puk ..." After breaking her body, the woman began to embrace the tiny body of the son. Likewise with a tiny arm, which is now perfectly circular on his lower back.

Slowly, the woman patted the son's ass. Every now and then, Arita whispers a tranquilizing sentence in the ear of the baby. But instead of sleeping, the Baron raised his head.

Amidst the minimal light, the son began to gently rub the back of his hand. This, suddenly made Arita furrow her eyebrows confused.

"Mother ..."

"Why, hm?" asked Arita by gently rubbing the dense mane of the baby. Instead of continuing his words, the Baron hid his head in the recess of the mother's neck. Arita is increasingly made curious by the behavior of the baby.

"Why, Honey? Try to tell Mom" she asked in a much softer tone. After distancing the boy's head, Arita tried to stare at the round-eyed bead.

"So, God gave Baron another chance to have a father, didn't he?"