Friend Bed

My son

Abimana sat on the balcony of the room while enjoying the fresh air of the morning which he had not inhaled for a long time with a peaceful soul while sipping his coffee. Suddenly, a warm mouth stuck to his back.

"How did you sleep last night, Abimana?"

"Of course I really enjoy it because you're right next to me."

Inara smiled too. "Well, how about we go to London?"

"To London? What's for?"

"Sharen and Kenzo went to London, we can go there if you want to see them."

"No, Inara."

"Didn't you miss them?"

"I miss them so much but I'm not ready to meet them yet."

"You still don't have the confidence to meet them?"

Abimana nodded his head. "But one day they have to know who you really are."

"Yes, but not for now, Inara. Someday if I'm ready for sure I'll go see Kenzo and Sharen, at least until I can prove that they're not ashamed to have a father like me."

"Abimana, Sharen and Kenzo are good kids, they'll be able to accept you."

"I'm not sure they can accept me right away, Inara. It must be a process, because this is not an easy thing for them. All this time they only knew Rayhan as their father."

"And I will keep you going through the process, I will always help you and accompany you no matter what happens in your life, Abiman."

"Thank you Inara, I'm really lucky to have a wife like you" Abimana said, then kissed Inara on the forehead.

"What if we call Sharen and Kenzo first? I will introduce you as my husband. How's it?"

Abimana then seemed to think and slowly nodded her head.

"All right."

Inara then took her phone.

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"Kenzo, please don't bother me. I'm making a research proposal, I can't concentrate if you're bothering me constantly" muttered Cleo who now seemed busy in front of her laptop.

"It's Cleo's night, you can do it again tomorrow. There's still plenty of time to work on the proposal during the winter break" Kenzo said, hugging Cleo and kissing her shoulders and nape.

"Didn't you bother me this afternoon?"

Kenzo then turned Cleo's body around and began to kiss her face. "Kenzoooo!!"

"Hahahahahaha, close your laptop and work tomorrow, it's night, no one can disturb our togetherness at night, Cleo," Kenzo whispered in Cleo's ear. Cleo then closed her laptop while grunting angrily while Kenzo again kissed back the nape and shoulders of Cleo while unbuttoning the pajamas worn by Cleo to leave behind a black lacy underwear that wrapped the section assets it belongs to Cleo. It was then that Kenzo's phone suddenly rang.

"Just interrupt" Kenzo grumbled.

"Thank you for the phone, Kenzo. Who knows how important."

"Who?"

"Auntie Inara."

"Let's just Kenzo."

"Dress your clothes first, Cleo. Do you want Aunt Inara to know we're doing this."

Cleo then took her clothes and put her clothes back on. After seeing Cleo put on her clothes, Kenzo then raised a video call from Inara.

[Hello Aunt Inara.]

[Hello Kenzo, what are you doing?]

[Oh we are studying Auntie, we are making a proposal for final task research.] Kenzo said while showing Cleo who was typing on her laptop. Cleo smiled at Inara.

[Hello Aunt Inara.]

[Hello Cleo, auntie hasn't seen you in a long time, you look more and more beautiful. Isn't Kenzo crazy about a woman as beautiful as you?]

[Hahahaha he's so crazy about me, auntie.]

[Really?]

[Tante don't listen to Cleo.]

[Hahahaha, yes you guys are so funny, you guys are so compatible. Aunty always prays for you to be a match.]

[Thank you Auntie, it looks like we're a match.] Cleo said while chuckling.

[So you guys are making proposals? You are indeed diligent children.]

[Thank you very much aunt.]

[Then does Auntie bother you?]

[Oh not at all, is there anything important you want to talk about?]

[Look, did not a few days ago aunty had told me if aunty husband also wanted to get to know you.]

[Oh yes, I still remember it.]

[Today Aunty is going to introduce her aunt husband, her name is Abimana.]

Inara then gives her phone to Abimana.

"Talk to him, this is your son Kenzo."

Abhimana then took the phone with a shaking hand. Inara then nodded her head while grasping Abimana's left hand, trying to strengthen her.

"You can Abimana, don't feel inferior. You are her real father" Inara said as Abimana began to put the phone in front of her face, but tears could no longer be contained. Abimana could now only be still glued to see the face of a young man on the screen of the phone.

'My son, ' Abimana murmured as she shed her tears.