MY LOVE ENDS WITH YOU

MALL 1'S

DAVE POV

 

Today was the first time in the history of my relationship with Karen, we went for a walk ‘just for fun’. I know Karen was a very kind and understanding child, even though she was a child, but she was always a submissive and not demanding child.

So is the case today, he seemed excited when I took him for a walk and his nanny was willing to accompany him.

Without agreement, we wear clothes with matching themes and colors. Although there is a slightly unique taste in the heart, but I try to act ordinary. It's funny how we are, as if we were a whole family.

Narita is very responsible. I saw that he only carried a special diaper bag for Karen's purposes, where the bag looked big and heavy as well. He's very deft. Just as the car stopped, she had already gone straight out and prepared stroller and fittings for Karen. When I got out of the car and was about to open the door in the second row to hold Karen, I looked at her who was busy and objected to holding the big bag on her shoulder.

‘Astaghfirullah’ I can't bear to see it. The body was small and skinny, carrying such a big bag while his hands pushed the stroller. His strength is incredible. Who would have thought that the woman who did not think about this prestige was a student who received the scholarship of the famous S3 University in the UK.

Finally I decided to carry Karen, let the stroller be used to put the heavy bag.

Somehow I deliberately upset him and really like to see his ‘kesal’ expression. Funnier. It makes me want to upset her more.

For the sake of launching my act, I had to pretend to be cranky and indifferent, whereas originally behind him, I laughed without making a sound.

The first thing we went to was the children's play area. It's the first time Karen's been out and playing, she's really happy. His smile was always on his sweet face, his laughter always adorned and enlivened the atmosphere. Children who do not know each other can play together as if they have been friends for a long time.

We both accompanied him into the area. Sometimes he is accompanying and often I am accompanying. Whenever I get a chance, I always aim my camera at Karen. Seeing her laugh happily like that, I really felt guilty for ignoring her all this time. He was only a victim of the mistakes made by his parents.

“Dad, I was tired but happy” As I sat waiting for him to play, he suddenly ran over to me and wrestled spoiled hugging my feet. 

As if finding an oasis in the middle of the desert, my heart rippled to hear him say so and received his potent treatment. I stroked her hair slowly and lifted her up and carried her into my lap.

“Karen want milk or water?” Narita who was next to me shifted her body and leaned forward with her head facing Karen who was in my lap. She is very understanding and very understanding.

“Susu” replied Karen then Narita immediately made milk for her.

I watched Narita's movements. Ooh Lord, it turns out true, the bag is not only large but also heavy because in it there is warm white water as small as small, ordinary white water a bottle of 800ml volume, milk powder that has been placed in several bottles, snacks, food, diapers, change clothes, towels, toiletries and powder, and many more that can not be clearly seen.

 

“You know the needs of children! If one item in this bag is left at home, you will definitely be more angry with me” Narita replied to my words with a slightly taut tone. 

Ahh this is what makes me curious. Increasingly challenged.

“Please buy, what's the trouble? Everything in your bag is in this mall!” Narita took a quick glance at me and handed the milk bottle to Karen. He chose not to answer, he ignored me by staring at his phone.

“After all not very fashionable sie, the streets to the mall even bring a bunch of goods. Not necessarily matching with the theme of our clothes. If photographed instead of rich streets to the mall but like people returning home kampung” from the tail of my eyes he began to grumble even though he did not respond with a word. If I hadn't, I would have laughed out loud.

Narita's….Narita.

NARITA POV

Mr. Dave always protests by saying ketus if I walk behind him. He always told me to walk beside him, not to be far from him. She's holding Karen while I push the stroller.

For me, to the mall time is not a walk but work, so I did not enjoy the moment of window shopping at all, even though I wanted to hold clothes and bags that were installed in the storefront.

Sometimes I turn to my side despite looking up. Mr. Dave, who I thought was so cute, was able to throw jokes and temptations at Karen, even occasionally he peeped at Karen's cheeks, while Karen's hands hugged spoiled around Dave's neck.

Seeing their romance reminds me of Daffa and Dafina. Do they get the affection of a father even though they get the father figure from their grandfather? Will he question the integrity of his family? Ahh, this is why suddenly my eyes are blurry, the water has gathered and is ready to fall. I walk while daydreaming.

We've gone through some boutiques selling men's clothing. I thought he was here to buy a tie, but why not try the collection at the boutique? How far are we going?

Until we finally arrived at a special playground for children. When I saw that he was about to head to the ticketing officer, I deliberately sat on the sofa chair not from there to wait for them to transact. He dropped Karen off and spoke to someone at the ticketing department. He took out his wallet and gave some money to the officer.

Afterwards, she again held Karen's tiny hand and approached me “Come!”. Ishhh again and again, even though it only issued one word, but it sounded annoying in my ears.

I finally entered the area. In turn we kept him and accompanied him to play.