Mommy's? I'Am!!
Chapter 20's
Chapter 20
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"Whose son is that?"
The legs of the woman who still holds the status as Madam Sandoro was weak. The man who asked about the fetus in his birth really made his chest tight.
Dea's right hand was clinging to the iron ladder. He smiled wryly at what the father of his fetus threw. Frankly, Lucas doubted him.
Maybe Dea can still be patient when Lucas doubts himself. But when he heard the man doubted the fetus he was carrying that Dea did not have patience anymore.
Lucas was still in his place. Those eyes were still staring at the back of Dea standing on the stairs. Lucas fell silent after spouting those words. Sunguh! He didn't know he could say for more.
Dea turned her body and stepped down the stairs near Lucas. He stood in front of Lucas with a face flushed with anger.
"What did you say?" ask Dea tampa frills said Big Brother there.
Emotions have taken hold of the beautiful woman. Lucas was silent for a moment before his lips moved again.
"Who is the father of the child?" reload Lucas in the same tone.
Dea smiled wryly, her throat feeling bitter just to let her saliva in.
PLAQUE !
One slap hit Lucas' left cheek quickly. The sound was so loud in the middle of the silent night. Lucas felt a pain in his cheek, his jaw hardened.
"You ask who his father is? CK ! You're so petty of you, Mr. Lucas Sandoro. I'm giving you a chance to right your wrongs. But you accused me of having an affair with your own best friend. And just so you know he's a lot better than you." Dea said out loud.
Lucas laughed loudly at Dea's words. Dea's two hands clenched on both sides of her body.
"okay? CK ! What do you know about Kris? " said Lucas with a heavy voice and eyes wiped.
"At least he's not a cheating man and shameless like you are Mr. Sandoro!" Dea then turned her body towards her daughter's room.
Lucas was stunned to hear Dea's words. He squeezed his coarse jet black mane in frustration.
Dea walked into her daughter's room feeling anxious. He swept around his daughter's room. Sure enough! The boy curled up inside the blanket with his body shaking. Dea stepped quickly onto the bed and pulled the thick blanket she stroked the princess' head.
"Star. Mama here, relax, it's okay!" Soft Dea vibe.
The jumping star hugged Dea who was on the edge of the bed. Dea caressed the Princess' back. He knows the quarrels parents do not deserve to be heard by children who are still in growth. It will disrupt the metal and will make the child change personality.
"Mama's okay?" Ask the Star to release her embrace.
Dea smiled and nodded her head. Bintang is the most powerful medicine for Dea who feels pain.
"Father and Mama, just a casual fight. So the stars need not be afraid or worried. Let's sleep! Mama will accompany the sleeping star tonight," Dea said.
Dea resty the Star head pillow. The cute six-year-old boy lay down his body followed by Dea who hugged the Star from behind. Stars aren't stupid, they know their parents aren't okay.
But for now the stars won't ask much. He was actually afraid of the quarrel between his parents. However he tried to look fine up front to his two parents. The star and Dea had closed their eyes. It only takes five minutes to be in a dream.
Breathing into both sounds regular. Both are too tired so they can quickly dive into the dream world.
CLICK !
The door of the room opened again, the man with a disheveled look entered the room. The room of the Star room looks dim only in the rays by sleeping lights only.
Lucas stepped closer to the bed. He pulled a blanket that could not be used by two beautiful women of different ages. Lucas took off his work tie and put it on his daughter's desk. He smiled faintly looking at the faces of the two meaningful women in his life.
Lucas bent down and kissed Dea's forehead. And kiss Dea's lips very slowly. He also threw himself in a big enough bed belonging to the princess. And pull the blanket up to the chest limit of Dea. He hugged Dea from behind. The third really looks so sweet if anyone walks into that room.
Even the people who saw the sleeping position to the third where Lucas hugged Dea from behind and Dea who hugged the Star of the princess with the same position as Lucas hugged her. They wouldn't believe it if the two adults were in a position to have a big fight.
Lucas's hand in Dea's abdomen could feel the woman's stomach bulging slightly. He smiled and felt it, now he was sure the boy was his son. Nah! From the beginning he was sure the child was really his flesh and blood.
Just touching it Lucas felt comfortable. Lucas immersed his face in the recess of Dea's neck and inhaled the scent of lavender slowly. He smiled and closed his eyes to follow his wife and daughter into the dreamland.
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The sunlight looks timidly peering through the window of the pink room. Dea felt her stomach slightly stiffen. And he also felt a warm breath blowing through his neck.
Dea slowly opened into her two eyes. He gnawed several times adjusting the lighting that entered the retina of his eye. The room was still dim because the bedroom windows and window curtains had not been opened. Although the sunlight enters through the gap that exists.
After his backrest was collected Dea lowered her head to see what made her stomach feel a little heavy. Sure enough if it wasn't his daughter's hands or feet. Then slowly his head turned to the right side. To her two perfectly rounded eyes saw her husband's jet-black hair that seemed to be.
His face was invisible in that the man was still in the same position as last night. Dea let out a weary sigh, he was tired of Lucas' unpredictable demeanor. At that moment he felt a movement in front of his body.
Dea looked to his left side. There the star squirms a sign that soon his daughter's eyes will open. Sure enough to the two little eyes the princess opened staring at Dea's face and smiling.
Dea returned the princess' smile. But the two eyes of the princess can be seen glaring to realize who is next to the mother as she sits from her sleeping position.
"Papa?" he murmured softly with an expression of disbelief.
Then he looked at Dea with a look of wonder. Dea just developed her smile. His daughter's face was so sad.
"Go to the bathroom and get ready for school!" tell Dea slowly.
The star stared at Dea for a moment and turned to look at his father's hair. Only his hair and body are visible, right? The star came down from the bed slowly and stepped out of the room. He thought he would take a shower in the bathroom outside.
Dea was astonished by her daughter who was so grown up. He always does something thinking first unlike children at his age. And that made Dea so proud of him. In addition to the achievements he received both Academic and non-Academic.
Dea let go of Lucas' embrace quietly. But not to miss the man even pulled Dea more and more hugging him possessively. And buried his face in Dea's neck deepened.
"Let go I have to get ready to prepare breakfast and Star needs!" dea said she knew Lucas would be awake.
"I'm sorry," said Lucas raspy typical of sleeping.
Dea was silent at Lucas' words. A little less clear, he's not sure if Lucas just apologized or how.
"What did you say?"
"I'm sorry, Dea!" Lucas repeated the clearer sound as he no longer buried his face in the recesses of Dea's neck.
Dea turned her body so she could see Lucas' face clearly. He wanted to see Lucas's facial expression. Dea wanted to know if the man was really sorry or what.
The two eyes of Dea were locked by the narrow but firm eyes. The second face is parallel so that you can feel the breath that hits each face.
"I'm sorry, Dea! I regret saying those words. I'm afraid of losing you, I'm afraid you're gonna fight me with an affair behind my back. And just so you know Kris loves you and that fact makes me feel crazy when I get a picture of him holding you possessively" Lucas said in a heavy voice.
Dea fell silent she petrified to see Lucas' cute face. Either because of being hypnotized by Lucas' words or because of a newly discovered fact. He did not know clearly he felt his wounded feeling doused in fresh water.
Whereas in another place a handsome middle-aged man of Chinese blood was staring at his son with a wounded look. His son's face was so pale that his lips dried up and his body was bathed in sweat.
"Why should he be Papa? Why should he be Papa? It hurt me so much, Papa." Kris spoke in Chinese.
Mr. Wang just looked at Kris with a sorry look. He felt that his world was collapsing because of what was happening. Many facts make Wang who still looks handsome at his age who is no longer young.
"What's the woman's name, Dea? The woman you love, Kris? Forgive Papa. Papa doesn't know if we're gonna have a complicated relationship with that woman." Said Mr. Wang with a frown on his handsome face.
"It's all Papa's fault that Mama Dea was killed. And I have to be ruined like this because of Papa." Chris said weakly.
"I'm sorry Papa Kris!" Said Feng with a deep sense of guilt.
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