
"What?" The mother who had arrived at the door turned her head.
"Mommy's papaya fruit missed."
"Akh, just for you. Let your digestion go well." Sarah answered with a duck while closing the door.
The teenage heart of this responsibility is extraordinary relief, there is no more something stuck in his chest. It felt like all the writing in his book was becoming bright.
“Honey from where?” asked Raka, who had not known the existence of the woman waiting for his heart, lying on the bed while scrolling tik tok, typical of the fathers of lack of work.
He stood up to Sarah who had just arrived.
“Introducing papaya fruit to Rae.” Sarah approached her husband. Then tuck his hand to circle around the waist of the husband.
“Pepaya make this daddy is not in love?” roka Goda.
Hey, why his hand just touched a fruit wrapped in cloth across Sarah's chest.
“Hush, daddynya children, please don't like to take a chance in this narrowness.” Sarah smacked the fingers of the fingers that had guerrilla in the chest area earlier.
“Honey, we're getting old ya.” Sarah said, when the two then chose to sit on the balcony of the room, while enjoying the breeze of the wind that turns in a circle hit the body stacked on one chair.
Sarah sat on Raka's lap, looking up at the sky, now she misses Leiden's sky so much on her first night, a dozen years ago.
“Why? want to reject old, yes?” kekeh Raka, while rubbing his thin yet shaved jaw on Sarah's shoulder in front of him.
“No. Just ...” Sentence Sarah truncated. In order to stop the absurd movements of Raka who can make the same conversation they do not end, because it will end with a groan at a time that is still too hasty to make love. The night is not late.
“What's ...?” Raka finally chose orderly. Sarah is continuing her conversation.
“It looks like our son is not stunting.” Sarah continued the conversation.
“Hah, what's the connection?” Raka did not understand the direction of the wife's conversation.
“Yes, I mean our baby didn't fail to grow. It even seems to be an excess of all nutrients and nutrients. We have raised him very well.”
“The proof, their ability already exceeds their parents.”
“Where-how? I still don't understand what you mean.” Raka turned over the body of the wife who was sitting spoiled on her lap.
“I remember very well. It used to be that his daddy was wrong to fall in love and was late to say love to a woman who he said was his soulmate." Sarah glanced half-temptively.
"Akh, don't remember. I was catapulted at the time. But the phone is lagging because the network is not connected. You're so funny that I guess you're not interested in me." Raka.
"Yes, the daddy is a soft pepper but, not with your retreat. When he was still wearing a gray uniform, he already knew prestige, he was familiar with the word love.” Sarah with full of insinuations.
“Heey sweet. What do you mean insinuating about the past. I wasn't too late to realize. Only I met the wrong person first, before meeting the right and right person for me to anchor me.” Raka clings to his wife, who is smiling in memory of their sweet time in Leiden.
“Dady is not curious about Rae who is in love?” ask sarah. That was the point he wanted to convey, but why he stuck with their past.
“That's not included in the seven greats of the world, dear. I already know I've even known Aluna. The girl lives with her om and tantenya. Because the mother was taking a doctor in Paris, and her father was in.” With ease Raka gave the information she knew.
“What? You know before me? You cheated, baby! you already know even that detail?” Sarah glared at her husband.
“Already. There's nothing we need to worry about. It's their time. We just have to monitor. They are in a monkey love phase. Let them be happy.” Raka wisely gave his wife a message. Whether Sarah accepts it or not. To be sure he also agrees, if Rae's happiness is the main thing.
"Stttt...did you see the stars there?" Raka pointed towards the sky.
"Which one?" Sarah squinted her eyes, frowning her forehead following the tip of Raka's index finger.
"There!"
"Which one?" Sarah turned to Raka and at that moment her lips met her husband's lips.
THE CUP!
(Eh, this is the scene of daddy's intimacy and mommy's retreat, continue anyway? Yuk in the comments dong..who knows anyone misses the romance duo bucin, Sarah and Raka ini🤣
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