Mama For Mikaela

SIXTY NINE

If Segara is a wanderer lost in the barren wilderness, then Lana's lips are the fountain that will be his only savior so that he does not die of thirst. But over time, what he regressed became too much, too greedy to make the owner of the spring almost lose his breath.

“W-wait,” several times claps landed on the chest of the Segara field, just after the man dropped Lana's back onto the mattress. “A—ada Micah.” Lana connected with a tired breath.

Segara turned to the side, where Micah had fallen asleep while tightly hugging the bear Hechi. Then, he again anchored the focus on Lana who he held between his sturdy arms. “Emang why if there is Micah?” goda.

“We’re not going to .. uhm, you know ... I mean—“ Lana. His gaze was no longer able to be directed directly to Segara's dark bead, instead turning to face the chest of the field of Segara who slightly peeked from inside the nightgown whose top two buttons were already open. I don't know who did it, Lana doesn't know.

“What? What are we gonna do? It is clear by the way.” Becoming more so Segara seduces his wife. He's not that hot for ‘teaching’ his wife while there's Micah in the room with them. Just want to play around, because judging Lana is too fun for her to miss while there is a chance. “What do you think, hmm?”

“W-wow!” Lana screamed when Segara's arm pulled her body, turning things around until now she was on top of her husband.

“Tell me, why do we want to do?” both of Segara's hands rested on Lana's waist, as if not wanting the woman to move from her position.

“Ga!” one more blow landed on Segara's chest. Panicked, Lana turned her head quickly towards Micah to check on her daughter's condition. The position reversal scene earlier made the bed they were in sway, so he was worried that Micah's sleep would be interrupted. But luckily, the boy looked fine.

“You haven't answered yet. Do you think we want to do something?” ask Segara again. This time, one hand outstretched, his long fingers guerrillaly exploring Lana's red cheeks blushing with a regular random pattern. “Bikin sister for Micah?” kala Lana did not make a sound.

The celebration managed to get him rewarded with a loud thump in the arm, but Segara instead laughed out loud in response. “What, anyway? How about KDRT? I'm just nanya.” He said in a burst of laughter.

“Diem. Micah will wake up!” Lana silenced Segara's lips using both palms so that the crisp sound of Segara's laughter did not echo everywhere.

But instead of successfully making her husband stop laughing, Lana instead made a jerk when Segara once again reversed their position. “You're funny.” Segara spoke right in front of Lana's face, making the one spoken back helpless. “No. We’re not going to make love tonight. I just want to kiss you a good night.” End by landing one kiss on the lips that are left long enough. Just a kiss. No other movement will be as demanding as before.

Maybe 10, or 15 seconds later, Segara distanced his face again, looking back at Lana in a way that was completely different from previous days. “Good night, Mommy.” He said, then one more kiss landed on Lana's forehead and then Segara distanced himself.

“I moved Micah to his room first,” said Segara while lifting Micah's body carefully.

With the same slow movement, Lana sat herself on the bed. He was astonished to see Micah's small body being moved. Just why? Why move them if they do not want to do anything? After all, they had promised to sleep three. What would happen if Micah opened his eyes and realized that he was in a different room?

“Neither shall it be raging, calm aja.”

“Know where?” Lana hesitates.

“Ask his son.”

“Hah?” Lana astonishment. His son was sleeping so well, how could he answer his question? “You're an—“

“Udah pretended to sleep, Tuh Mommy wants nanya.” Segara whispered in Micah's ear. Sure enough it turns out, the boy was messy with his eyes still closed. Then a second later, her little eyes slowly opened and the thin smile expanded even wider.

So, has Micah been pretending to be asleep since? Since when exactly? Since Segara turned his body to make their bed sway, or even since Segara came down following him to the living room? I don't know. Lana has absolutely no ideas. All that occurred to him was; to what extent did Micah witness the struggle between himself and Segara?

“He-he ... Mommy,” the crybaby. Lana did not immediately reply, she was still too shocked and could not believe the behavior of Micah that existed.

“Mikha will not be rampaged if Daddy moves to the room?” because Lana did not open her voice, Segara finally represented to ask Micah.

The one asked was still grimacing while nodding his head. In his father's sling, he even had time to find a position of wuenak to be more comfortable.

“Tuh, his son replied.” Segara. “Yes, I anterin him to his room first. You sleep first gih.” Reciprocity.

But before leaving, Segara walked over, only to let Micah land a brief kiss on his mother's cheek. “Good night, Mommy!” said cheerfully. Lana still couldn't respond, so she just kept quiet. Still silent until then Segara walked away with Micah giggling.

Oh, really... is he being bullied or what about the father and son?

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