Possessive Companions

Chapter 133

Break time begins. The atmosphere of the school was immediately crowded by children who walked to and fro. Doni sat quietly while staring at the comic book Carla gave him.

Bugh...

Bottle throw about Doni's comic book falls. The boy looked up and looked towards the bottle. A boy and his friends stand arrogantly in front of Doni.

Doni's upset. He picked up the book and looked at them. With an angry look Doni stood up to challenge them. "Are you blind?! The trash can is there. Why throw it at me?!"

"Huh! We have eyes. But, purposely throw it at you! Damn child!"

"I told you! I'm not a fucking carrier!!" Shouted Doni.

"Haha... Friends listen? He said not a fucking carrier. His mother and father died when he was about to be born. His grandfather and grandmother also died in an accident while returning from driving him to school. Doesn't that show he's a fucking carrier?"

"Yes, Doni's a fucking carrier." One of the children's gangs.

"I'm not a fucking carrier!"

"Fucking shit-carrying bang!" The kids started to tease him. Cheering him as the son of a pesky carrier.

"Fucking shit-carrying bang!"

"Fucking bang-bearer bang!!"

"Fucking bang-bearer bang!!"

"No! I'm not a fucking carrier! I'm not a fucking carrier!!"

"Doni! Doni! Son, Doni. Up, boy!" Darren and Asya both woke the boy up. The boy was still yelling if he wasn't the unlucky carrier.

"Doni,"

"I'm not a fucking carrier!"

"Doni! Son, wake up!!" Darren shook the child's body once more, and succeeded. Doni got up and hugged Darren tightly.

"Papa, Doni's not an unlucky carrier. Doni's not a fucking carrier!" Said the boy. Tears began to wet his cheeks. Darren loosened his embrace and cupped both of Doni's cheeks.

"Look! Listen to Papa! You're not a fucking carrier! You are an angel. Not a fucking carrier!" He said, then brought Doni back into his arms.

"Friends at Doni's school used to say that Doni was an unlucky carrier. Because Doni, Mama and Papa Doni died. Because of Doni too, Grandpa and Grandma died."

Darren and Asya who heard it were sad. It turns out that Doni experienced something bad like that during his school days.

"Son, listen to Mama. You're not a fucking carrier. You are a gift to Papa and Mama. For our family. Your mom and dad died it was their fate. Grandpa and Grandma too. It's God's will. Not because you're a fucking carrier. You're Mama and Papa's son, not a pesky carrier." Asya hugged Doni.

While outside, Gara, Alula, Darrel, and Alisha head to Darren's room. Because he quickly knocked it.

Geck... Geck... Geck...

"Darren's? Asha? It's Dad."

"Yes, Dad."

Shortly after getting an answer, the door opened. Darren had guessed, they must have been awakened by Doni's screams.

"Dad heard Doni yell earlier. He's not in his room. She slept with you?"

"Yes, he's with me and Asya."

"Why doni?" Ask Alula.

"Is he having nightmares?" Darrel. While Alisha, the girl stood still while rubbing her eyes.

"Doni is a nightmare. Looks like he's been having a bad time in his old school." Darren said, hiding nothing.

"Grandfather, Grandma, Uncle Darrel, Brother Alisha, mafin Doni." The boy approached and stood beside Darren. Asya was also beside him. "I'm sorry Doni has disturbed your sleep."

"It's okay." Darrel replied, to which Alula and Gara belonged.

"It's okay, Doni. Aunty thinks you're doing something. Thank goodness you're okay. Then, aunty went back to the room, huh?" Alisha waved her hand slowly, and passed away from everything. The girl was really sleepy. His eyes were barely open perfectly.

"Then, uncle also went to the room first. Wanna see Meeya. Ah, your aunt is so good. You go back to sleep." Darrel.

"Meeya rarely takes a nap. So, Aurel did not rest all day and continued to accompany him. You change your wife's duties tonight."

"Yes, Mom. Darrel to the room first." Everybody nodded.

Gara looked at the silent Doni. "Here, Big grandpa."

Doni looked at Gara's outstretched hand. Slowly, he approached towards Gara. With a sincere smile, Gara carried Doni. Alula stroked Doni's head. The woman suddenly remembered Darren Darrel as a child.

"You want to sleep with Grandpa and Grandma?" The question was to make Alula smile. Just now he wants to offer Doni to sleep with him and Gara. But that man preceded him.

Doni looked at Darren and Asya. "Mama, Papa, what can you do?"

"Of course." Darren and Asya answered simultaneously.

Doni looked at Gara and then at Alula. "By, Cake, Grandma. Doni has permission from Mama and Papa. Doni wants to sleep with Grandpa and Grandma."

"alright. Now, let's go to the room." Gara and Alula immediately bring Doni with them. Asya and Darren stared at the three, until their third body could not reach their eyes.

The couple lay back in their beds. Darren moved closer. He stretched out his hand and rubbed Asya's stomach which began to bulge.

"I can't believe, honey, Doni experienced this at school first." Asya.

"Yes. Me either. I'll ask my men to investigate."

Asya nodded slowly. "It's just fitting that he doesn't want to say goodbye to his school friends when we take that time."

"You're right, honey. Looks like that's the real reason he rejected our call."

Asya. He looked at Darren's face, which was close to his. "Dear,"

"Hmm?"

"Take you to the office?"

"To the office."

"No need to go to the office, huh?"

"Why?"

Asya smiled. He tilted his body and shifted closer, until their bodies stuck together. His face was fixed on Darren's chest, while his hands were wrapped around Darren's waist.

"Why? Hmm?" Darren repeated his question. His hand moved gently rubbing the wife's hair.

"Want to see Naomi?" Chirp Asya, slowly. He was afraid that Darren was angry at this request. However, even though it was slow, Darren could still hear it.

The man's forehead shriveled. Surprised? Sure oes. His wife had not mentioned Naomi for a long time. And now, he called it back.

"Darling, you're angry, aren't you?" Asya put her face away and looked at Darren. His eyes are already glazed. Not fond of seeing his wife teary, Darren again buried the woman's face into the chest of his field.

"I'm not angry. But, why did you want to see Naomi?"

"don't know. Suddenly Naomi remembered, and wanted to meet her. Can you, baby?" Asya tightened her embrace.

Darren fell silent. Meet Naomi? Strangely enough this request of his wife. Honestly, he didn't want anything to happen to his wife and son.

"I'm so," Asya whined, making Darren quickly reply.

"I have a meeting tomorrow."

"Cancel!"

"There are meetings with clients from abroad as well."

"Cancel!"

"Honey, clients from abroad, this is. It's so hot on him. From far away to the meeting, it was canceled."

Asya let go of her embrace, then grabbed her phone that was on the nightstand.

"Grisam Group CEO schedule, tomorrow. There's no schedule other than signing some documents." Asya reads from her phone screen.

"You... Know it?"

"of course. The one I just read, right?"

"How is... Ivan?" Guess Darren. His mind was now fixed on his secretary. No one knows his schedule other than Iwan.

Asya nodded. "So you've been caught lying." Asya folded her hands on her chest.

Darren gulped his saliva. He shifted back, approaching Asya. "Dear,"

"Chiyhhh... Don't move. I'm this big edge. If it falls, how?"

"Yes, come here." Darren shifted more towards the middle, then gently pulled his wife, clinging to her body. Asya smelled a smile. It's easy for Darren to pull his body in this recumbent state.

Darren hugged Asya's body and kissed her shoulders. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to lie to you. I'm worried something's going on with you and our future son."

"Nothing will happen." Answer Asya, still pretending to be indifferent.

"I'm sorry, huh, baby?"

"If you allow it, and we leave tomorrow, I'll forgive you."

"alright. I'm authorizing. We're leaving tomorrow."

Asya smiled happily. She turned and hugged her husband.

Cup.

Asya kissed the chest of that field. "Thank you, baby. I've forgiven you."

"Thank you back." Darren replied, making Asya nod.

It's good not to let me. I really want to meet Naomi. My son-in-law also wants to. Want to disturb aunty Naomi, right, baby? Tomorrow we're messing with Naomi's aunty, huh? We're making him even more upset. Inner Asya, chuckled softly to the expression he would see when he met Naomi later.