
Having a body that is not in harmony with his heart, is indeed very comforting to the soul. Like a body without life. Like a lamp without a wick, dark cannot light. That's what describes Davina's feelings, when Santana was still linking her heart to her past.
Davina buried her innocent body in the blanket. Meanwhile, Santana sat leaning on the head of the bed. He turned to Davina, then gave a kiss on the forehead of his wife who had subsided with his emotions.
"Mas, what should I do so that your heart will no longer lean towards your past?" said Davina softly with eyes that occasionally closed.
"Darling, let me explain and please accept it! I could have escaped my past with Mariam, but I couldn't if I had to completely let go and forget my responsibility to Shaka. You know that too, right? Shaka has suffered a lot because of my failure" explained Santana.
"So, the one you just screwed up was Shaka?" ask Davina again.
"Do I look to think of any woman other than my beautiful wife, this full-fledged woman" said Santana.
"I'm sorry, Mom, I'm too jealous of Mariam. Until I accuse you of anything." Davina got up and put her hug on Santana.
Santana smiled as she gently stroked his wife's hair that was a little tangled and messy because of her actions earlier. Although Davina's jealousy is not entirely wrong, Santana does not want to drag on in the quarrel. Let her alone muffle a small memory that still imprints Mariam, the great woman who has become the mother of her son, Shaka.
"Come, honey, we have to take a shower ..," Santana carried her to the bathroom.
Being a man must be good at mehami and understand the feelings of women. No matter how much you have to lie and hide the truth. The origin of the smile from the lips of the woman who is his responsibility, does not disappear and turns into tears of sadness.
In that bathroom. Something fun is going on. Throw out the remnants of sadness that previously plagued Davina's feelings. Until they decide to quit and go out to change clothes. The smell of both bodies was smelled. Clean, fresh, fragrant indulge the sense of smell.
Santana treats Davina full of spoiled. Makes Davina flower like the happiest princess. "I'm sorry, Davina. I'm sorry I made you cry." Inner Santana.
***
"Mother, Shaka wants to play with Dicky, but I didn't bring Shaka here" Shaka said, pursing his lips.
"Father will take Shaka there," said Denny who came suddenly.
"Mas, won't it bother them later?" mariam said with a look of doubt.
"If they are disturbed by the presence of Shakaku, I make sure they will not be able to see Shaka again!" firmly Denny.
"Don't mumble in the heart! I can hear it" Denny said with a laugh.
"This one, makes me shocked ...," said Mariam, taking a rough breath.
"No, honey, I'm just kidding. Come on, Whiz Dad ... get ready to go there!" Denny lightly ruffled Shaka's hair while blinking one eye at Mariam.
"Basic naughty ...," said Mariam Lirih.
Shaka is ready. The boy pranced happily as he got what he wanted. Soon Denny drove him to Santana's house, after saying goodbye to Mom and Mariam. Denny motorcycles, faithfully being a substitute for their feet to travel.
"Dad, if Shaka has grown up, Shaka wants to be like Dad" she said.
"Why should you be like Dad? Be someone greater than your father" replied Denny.
"No, Dad .. Nobody is better than Dad. I always make Mom smile, I love Shaka too. In fact, Shaka is sometimes naughty," said the boy during the trip.
"You're so adorable to praise, dear," said. Denny smiled then.
"That's not a compliment, Dad. It's just an assessment!" shaka with a little emphasis.
"Well, who taught me a hero like this?"
"Of course, I'm a teacher at school but, at home, Shaka is taught by Mom, and Grandma." Stringency.
Denny laughed at Shaka, who was so adorable.
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