
"Honey, it's night you want to sleep now?" Ayyara asked as soon as she saw Arsen who looked like he was sleepy.
"Yes, Mom. Arsen is sleepy." The boy replied, Ayyara got up from her seat and took Arsen's hand.
"Let's go to sleep, let Mommy accompany you."
"Thank you, Mommy." Arsen replied with a small smile, he was so happy to have a mother like Ayyara. He never dreamed that his life would change drastically, from a homeless man who only lives on the streets, now he can live with Ayyara and Jayden who kindly accept him well.
"Together, baby." Ayyara answered, the two went into the room and Ayyara helped her son lie down on a soft bed. Again, Arsen felt moved because all this time he slept only on cardboard on the terrace of the store. Cold and noisy had become a friend to him, but now he could feel a soft bed with a room that felt very comfortable because it was equipped with AC.
"Arsen likes his room, right?"
"It's so much fun, Mom. Now, if Arsen rain doesn't rain anymore." Arsen answered making Ayyara's heart full, she looked at the child with sadness.
"Hmm, thank goodness you liked it. Tomorrow, we buy toys for you all your school tools."
"Yes, Mom. Thank you, yeah."
"Together, darling. You slept huh? It's late enough, you can't sleep tonight." As Ayyara remembered, Arsen nodded. He hugged the bolster and Ayyara rubbed the boy's hair with tenderness. Really for whatever sake, he had already fallen in love the first time he saw Arsen who was walking by carrying a large sack on his small back.
But it doesn't matter to Ayyara, she loves her and will always be, even though her own child is born later. It won't lessen his affection for Arsen, one bit. He will always love Arsen as much as his own son and he hopes Jayden does the same, do not discriminate his affection for Arsen and for the child who is still in his womb.
However, Arsen is a child who lacks affection because from childhood he has been abandoned by his parents, not just in abandoned again, but in disposed. Little Arsen had to fight as hard as possible to survive. Miris once, if you remember it all Ayyara's heart always hurts.
How could a child as small as Arsen bear such a heavy burden in such a cruel world? Really, for whatever reason if he is in the position of Arsen, he is not sure if he can survive until now.
"Arsen, you are a strong boy, son. Your clothes are built as strong as steel, Mommy is proud of you for having survived so far." Ayyara muttered, not feeling her tears dripping without being prevented, Ayyara quickly wiped her tears. She enveloped Arsen's tiny body and moving from her seat, she turned off the room lights and walked out of the son's room.
"Lho, why are you crying, Mom?" Jayden asked as he watched his wife come out of Arsen's room with her eyes open. Ayyara sat beside her husband, she leaned her head on the sturdy shoulders of her husband. But he came back crying, of course it made Jayden astonished. Actually, what's wrong with his wife?
"Hey, talk to Daddy. Mommy why?"
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