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The atmosphere of the park that feels cool becomes the right choice for the picnic location this time. The sky immediately descended from the car, the boy looked enthusiastically at the green grassy expanse before him.
Dara stepped over to the two children who had been sitting with hern under a large tree while carrying a basket filled with food. Behind him, there was Stevan who also stepped while carrying a mat.
Stevan immediately rolled out a mat on the grass that was exposed to tree shade. The park this morning was quiet, there were only a few people passing by. After finishing, Stevan sat down beside Dara who was busy arranging some food on the mat.
“Mama, Eagle to pudding.”
The typical cute voice of the little boy distracts Dara. He immediately took what the child wanted and gave it to the sky.
“Thank you, Ma,” says Sky. The boy stepped back towards the park bench while carrying a small bowl of pudding.
“Gervan don't want to join Eagle there?” ask Stevan. He looked towards Gervan who was sitting before him with a look of hope.
The man just wants to have fun with his wife, without the interference of the children—which of course is able to thwart his curiosity. Not that Stevan is evil, but what's wrong with wanting to make out with his own wife?
However, it seemed like luck was not friendly with him. The boy who was spoken to shook his head, a sign of refusing.
“Gervan wants to be here, friendin Mama,” Gervan said.
“Lagian why the hell is Gervan here?” dara asked, Steady Stevan with a clueless look.
Gervan nodded in agreement. “Iya, besides Gervan, did not disturb Papa too,” he said, then sipped the packaged apple juice that Dara had just thrust to him.
Stevan was grumbling in his heart. Doesn't Dara understand her wishes just a little? Isn't Dara sensitive to his purpose and purpose? Stevan grumbled, reluctant to look at a child who was staring innocently at him.
The smooth elusan in his head made Stevan turn his head, he looked at Dara who was smiling towards him.
Dara brought her face closer to Stevan's ear.
“Udah, don't worry. I know you're looking for affection, ‘kan? But not here. Your goal brought us here to invite us refreshing, ‘kan?”
Right, what Dara said had hit her mouth. Stevan sighed softly, then nodded slowly.
“Elang!” Dara exclaimed to call out to Sky while waving her hand towards the child to get closer. “Sini, Darling,” he continued.
The sky stopped his activity, he came down from the bench. His feet ran small towards mama, papa, also the brother who had gathered ria.
“Why, Ma?” sky asked, he took a seat on Stevan's lap.
Dara shook her head, a happy smile imprinted clearly on the woman's thin lips.
“No papa, Honey. Mama just wants to spend some time today with you guys,” she said. “Now we rarely collect kayak gini, ‘kan?”
“Where are you guys happy?” Stevan opened the conversation, after a few minutes of silence.
Hearing Gervan's words, immediately managed to make a Dara jerked. Dara thought, all this time she was crying no one knew. But it turns out he was wrong.
“Elang is also the same as Bang Van,” Sky. He gave the code for Dara to approach, then pinned a light kiss on Dara's left cheek.
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Under the shade of this huge tree, there was a family sharing stories while laughing. Yeah, who else if not the Stevan family. The clock has shown at ten in the morning. However, it seemed like the heat of the sun that slowly started to sting this skin did not make the warmth in their family fade.
Dara was unmoved on the spot, as her eyes unintentionally stared at a pregnant woman who was about to cross their picnic area. Dara, the woman reflexively touched her flat stomach, with eyes that occasionally a look at the pregnant woman. Ah, if this is the case, Dara seems to miss the prospective child she has never seen before.
Stevan turned to the side when he realized his wife was no longer involved in their conversation. The man's eyes followed Dara's gaze. Instantly, the guilt that had been buried at the bottom of the heart was back to the surface.
Maybe, it's true this is his fault. Stevan feels he has not managed to be a good husband and head of household for his wife and family. How can it be called good, if he only fails to take care of the wife, until their children are the victims?
Although Stevan often gives advice to Dara to be patient, Stevan feels hypocritical. Yes, hypocritical of his own feelings. It's true, it's easier said than done.
Forgive me for neglecting to take care of you, until our son chooses to leave before he meets. Maybe, as much as I say sorry, he's still not coming back to us.
I don't deserve to blame fate. But who else should I blame? This heart is too fragile to see you grieve.
I always try to be okay here. I always try to look strong, look strong, look like someone who has no problems. But who knows the true state of my heart?
If only I could, I would love to vent my anger on everything. However, again, I don't want to make your mind more burdened.
“Sorry, dear,” shrewd Stevan while drowning his head in the niche oeher Dara. “Maybe, this apology will be useless, it will be free, but I will not stop saying this apology to you,”.
Dara wiped away a drop of tears that accidentally knocked herself down. He hugged Stevan from the side.
“I should be sorry. Sorry I failed to look after our son, sorry I made our son leave, Ste.”
Stevan shook his head, he raised his face. His hands cupped both sides of Dara's face.
“You're not wrong, Dara. You—”
Just now the man was about to continue his words, but had to be cut off due to the shrill call from their youngest child.
“Papa!”
In front of Dara and Stevan, stood the Sky that was racking its waist. The boy's eyes were rounded, staring at Stevan with an angry look.
“Papa don't hug Mama, can't! Mama only has Eagles!” exclaim the boy. He immediately let go of Dara's hand which was still attached to Stevan's back.
“Mama is the same, Mama don't hug Papa. Eagle is still the same Papa, so Mama can not hug Papa first,” said Sky. He immediately sat on Dara's lap while staring intently at Stevan.
Stevan stroked his chest patiently. Somehow, often the sky becomes a disturbing enemy when he wants to make out with his wife.
To be continued ....