
Decitan the door that Darren pushed made Asya turn her head. The woman stood beside the twin bed, watching her two sleeping children.
"Why not sleep?" Darren approached and grabbed onto Asya's shoulder. He kissed Asya's head once and then looked at the twins.
"I'm not sleepy yet." Asya stretched out her hand stroking Alan and Alena's cheeks. "Funny huh, they?"
Darren nodded with a smile. The man looked back at Asya, and again kissed his wife's head. "Thank you."
"For what?" Asya looked at Darren. He looked up slightly because of their height difference.
"For everything. For your presence in my life. For those of you who would choose me to be your husband. And for those of you who are willing to give birth to my children."
Asya's eyes glazed over hearing Darren's words. His hand, which had been perched on the side of the bed, moved to embrace Darren. He hugged her tightly and buried his face in Darren's chest.
"I also thank you for being my husband. I want to give my best."
Darren smiled faintly hearing that. His embrace is getting tighter. He loved this woman in his arms. The woman who became his best friend, his wife and also the mother of his children. Nothing can describe how he loves.
"I hope we're together like this until the end of our lives." Asya Say.
"We'll be together until the end." Darren.
Amidst the novelty between Darren and Asya, Alan suddenly groaned a little. Asya and Darren both took off their hugs. When Asya was about to touch her, her moans turned into cries.
"Oeekk... Oeeekk... Oeeekk..." Alan's cry squealed. Asya immediately picked him up and carried him.
"Cups... Cup... Cup... Son Mama. Alan's handsome, don't cry, son."
"Oeekk... Oeeekk... Oeeekk..."
"Alan's hungry, huh? Come on, Mama's milk in." Asya immediately led Alan to the bed. The woman hugged him, then started breastfeeding him.
Darren sat down next to Asya who was breastfeeding. His gaze fell on Alan who was so eager to suckle to Asya.
"Rakus very Papa's son." Darren stroked Alan's cheek. Suddenly, Alena woke up and cried. Without Asya telling her, Darren rushed to Alena's bed and carried her. He took his daughter to sit with Asya and Alan.
"Princess Papa is hungry too, huh? Wait for Alan to finish first huh, Alena?" Darren. However, his words had no effect on Alena.
"Oeekk... Oeeekk... Oeeekk..."
"Darling, Alan was a breeze first. Poor Alena."
"Yes." Yeah." Reply Asya. "Dear Alan, is that okay? Alena Mama's turn milk in." Asya kept Alan away from his chest that made the child cry again. Alena was still crying. Until the room filled Asya and Darren with the cries of the two babies.
"Come, Alena here with Mama." Asya laid Alan down carefully, then grabbed Alena from Darren. After Alena moves to Asya, Darren holds Alan and walks slowly in his room. The man muttered an obscure song. But, it was able to make Alan stop crying. Alena also stopped crying because of Asya's breastfeeding.
Asya who saw the sight of her husband calmed Alan so gently smiled. Darren never fails to make her fall in love.
***
Asya, Aurel and Alula were sunbathing with the three tiny babies near the pond. Meeya is in her stroller, with Aurel watching her, while Alan and Alena are carried by Asya and Alula.
"Alan was the same Alena last night fussy, huh?"
"Yes. But, right after this stop fussing."
Aurel chuckled softly. "Meeya's night is also fussy. Even the cry is getting faster when you hear Alan as Alena nagis." His words are still chuckling.
Alula who heard it only shook her head because of the behavior of her two daughters-in-law.
"Oh yes, Mom. Darren used to be with Darrel when he was a baby? No fuss?" Asya looked at her mother-in-law. Aurel also looked at her, wondering how her husband was when he was a baby.
"Darren used to be with Darrel, too, fussy. Darren's the most fussy."
"Kok Darren?" Asya and Aurel together. In both minds, Darrel was the most fussy.
"Definitely you two think Darrel's the most fussy?" Asya and Aurel nodded. "Not Darrel, but Darren. Darren in baby time, fussiness delay. Darrel is also fussy but not as bad as Darren. When they were one year old, the two stopped fussing. They are active children. Well, at the age of 3 years, looks already the quiet Darren with the super active Darrel. And until now, as you can see."
"Hehehe... My husband, from the age of 3 to the present, is still active. Not changing." Kept Aurel.
"Hehehe... Ja. But, what if Darren still fussy like a baby. Definitely funny. His face was cold but his chatter was merciful." Asya's words that invite the laughter of Aurel and Alula.
While at Grisam Group, Darren is struggling with some documents. After almost two weeks of Darren not going to work, today the man is back to work.
Ivan is quite reliable. Darren is still Darren. He doesn't trust people he just knows. He didn't easily give up his job to Iwan.
Geck... Geck... Geck...
The door was knocked and pushed away. Without Darren seeing it, he already knew, who was meeting him now. The man sent a message to her earlier.
"Your work piled up?" Ask that person who is none other than Darren. Since Jiyo moved, only the two of them had often talked together.
"Hmmm... A week ago, I focused on Alan Alena."
"Yes. You should have been. Poor Asya, have to take care of Alan Alena. Aurel is just Meeya, a fuss when my daughter is fussy. What else is Asya?"
"Yes, you're right." Reply Darren. He is still focused on his work.
"Oh yes, Darren. I think, lately Dad's been out a lot. Not as usual who likes to stick with Mom."
Darren stops his work and turns to Darrel. "Dad to Grandma Axel's house." Reply Darren.
"How do you know?"
"I asked someone to keep an eye on Dad."
"Waaahhh, I didn't think you were the same Dad. If found out, scold your father."
"Dad won't be angry. I'm not stalking you for thinking negatively about Dad. But, I'm worried about Dad."
"Yes. You're correct. But, what's the same with Grandma Axel?"
"I don't know either."
"Ck. Somoga old granny is fine." Darrel Gumam. "Oh yeah, I'll have lunch at home." Further.
"I am too."
"Yes, just go with it." Darrel spirit. The man smiled happily. Honestly, he was lazy to drive. But, he really wanted to have lunch at home, all the time to meet his wife and son. And incidentally, Darren will also be eating lunch at home. So, he just hitched a ride on Darren.
"Wear each other's cars." Reply Darren flatly, which instantly makes Darrel's smile fade away.
"Ck. You cold man!" Darrel's murmuring is unclear. His wish to enjoy the ride home without having to drive, disappeared instantly because of Darren's words.