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The PoV Div 3

Dinner was supposed to be the most fun time for me. But the last few weeks have been bland, my little daughter not chattering like she used to. My wife also seemed uncomfortable because she always boasted Ellen in front of her.

After dinner, I asked Ersya to go to the room first and I would accompany the trash Divia to sleep, at first I thought he would sleep with us but it only lasted one week, suddenly that night Divia decided to go back to sleep in her own room after going to fetch water to drink when she was the most determined to sleep together.

"Honey, would Daddy want to go to bed or just for a little while?" I asked my little daughter who was preparing to sleep, it was not willing to let my daughter get closer to Randi, the man my daughter called my father.

"Daddy just sleep, Divia doesn't pa pa pa!" I don't know since when I didn't even realize it, my daughter was already able to pronounce her own name correctly. My daughter is starting to grow up now.

"Daddy accompany ya!"

"Don't just accompany mom!"

"Well then go to bed quickly and Daddy can accompany mom's faster!"

My little princess was indeed obedient, she immediately closed her eyes. Even though I knew she wasn't asleep I peeked at her forehead, fixed the blankets and turned off the room lights to replace them with sleeping lights.

I got out of bed, not forgetting I grabbed something out of my pants pocket. A surveillance camera, I deliberately didn't install a cctv in Divia's room. I placed a small surveillance camera just the size of a fingertip between the Divia dolls neatly arranged in a glass cabinet. Tomorrow morning I'll pick it up and make sure of something.

Ersya was already waiting for me on the bed, I knew she was currently anxious. I also slowly climbed up on the bed and followed him, I rubbed his stomach is more contained, should this Sunday he held a three-month event but it still feels reluctant. Worry must be there and this is very disturbing.

"Mas!" call him when I put my head on his stomach.

"Hmmm!" I answered without even raising my head.

"Divia_!" I know she's a mother, must have felt something weird about her daughter. I am the same, but I do not want to make Ersya more anxious by saying that there is something wrong with Divia.

"Darling, don't think about anything, I just asked and he said that there are so many tasks lately and he has trouble doing them, the teacher said that too!"

"But Rangga said_!"

"Rangga will only hear from his teacher, do not think about anything, think of our child! Go sleep!" I got out of my position and helped Ersya to stare at her sleep. Although not yet big but I know he must have also felt a little difficulty in some things. Including difficulty sleeping well.

My real arm is not too strong because lately I rarely exercise, just like my wife I exercise. This arm is always ready I make a pillow for him, a warm hug will also make it more comfortable during sleep.

We were silent for quite a while, I thought he had even fallen asleep, but it turned out that he was still thinking about something, I guess,

"Where did you go?"

Because the doctor said, pregnant women are sometimes up and down. Moods suddenly fall apart for no reason but can quickly change. It seems like due to seeing the attitude of Divia, her mood was a little disturbed today so it would definitely be sensitive. All I can do is be careful when I talk.

"Just see an old friend!" reply relax.

"Cowok what chick?" this question I can already guess, he will definitely crowd me with many questions.

"Torck?"

"Remain boy?"

"Dear, he met on the street this morning he asked for time to talk about his business that wants to go bankrupt, ask for advice from me! Pity me if I don't help you!" a little lying no pa pa right, after all I have done nothing wrong.

"Pity his friend, if you already have a wife, his life will be a little harder, help as much as possible Div ya! Not good to live hard mas, we are given an excess of treasure is supposed to help those in need!"

"Surely, dear, he was also insistent on my purchase of cold drinks, even though I had forced him not to order. But he's so grateful to me, the next time he's successful I've promised to replace him!"

"Beverage only?"

"Yes!"

"He must have suffered a lot!"

"Sure!" while responding to Ersya's words, this brain could not move from thinking about the flat expression of Rendi, it was certain that she was suffering with her own mind, what a pity for Rendi.

There was no response from Ersya anymore, when I peeked it turned out that her eyes had been closed. His breathing was also regular, he was already completely asleep.

I end the night by peeping his forehead and sleeping in his arms. I must prepare something extraordinary for tomorrow, of course, with the help of which I am not asked.

There is gratitude because around me there are so many people who love my small family, even though anyone also knows what my life background is.

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This morning I was in Divia's room, picking up the little thing I had put there last night. Since Ersya likes the smell of my shampoo like fruits I prefer to wear until Divia. Borrow the samples, and I make sure the Divia is okay.

"Dad, what's the matter here?" my daughter looks worried. Not like my usual daughter, like being under someone's pressure.

"Daddy wants to borrow Divia's shampoo, right? Mom's loved it when Daddy used Divia shampoo!"

The little girl was seen wearing a towel and a small towel draped over her shoulder, quickly closing it, like breathing a sigh of relief, "Get me a chest, and get out of my room, I have to change!"

"If you want to change clothes, just change clothes, Daddy can help you!"

"Divia's a big dad, so Divia wants to change her own clothes!"

"Encus where?" I don't see my son's baby sitter.

"I don't want any more encus, I'm not a baby, Daddy!"

Ahhh, did my daughter grow up that fast. He doesn't even want me to help him wear his uniform.

"Alright, Daddy take the shampoo first!"

I walked into my daughter's bathroom, and rushed back out so my daughter wouldn't feel like I was interfering with her privacy.

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