Sharing Love: My Husband Married Without My Permission

27. Meeting With A Child.

"Where are you going, Yu?" mas Hilman asked as I walked out of the room already wearing a jacket. A backpack with a laptop and a wallet I carry on my back.

"I'm going to Mom's! I'm not comfortable here!" I cried while passing. Mas Hilman followed me out of the house by calling my name.

"Yu, what the hell are you doing? Just a dress you get angry like that? I'll buy you another dress. You don't get angry easily, Yu." Mas Hilman pulled my hand as I was about to ride the bike.

I looked at him with annoyance. He still takes a shirt lightly. He's crossed the line and forgotten what I didn't like.

I shook my head. "I forgot that I don't like sharing with strangers? I don't care how I feel about him in this house, and you still want me to give up, do you?" ask him.

"It's not so, Yu. I'm just ...."

"That's it, Mas. I'll just go home to Mom. I don't know when I'm coming home. Don't follow me there!" I said with annoyance.

"You carefully go to work. Sorry, I can't prepare your breakfast properly!" I cried again and then started my bike and left. I don't care anymore about Mas Hilman who keeps shouting my name after I get out of this house.

In the middle of the road I stopped, only to sigh at this stuffy breath of mine. I need to calm down before I get home. Not wanting to see my mother worried about my circumstances, I was afraid I could not hold back my tears from being upset.

I decided to calm myself down to a city park, halfway between my house and my mother's. This place is pretty quiet, I'll be here first. If you want to cry it would be better because no one will see me who is fragile.

I sat on a bench there. My heart is still upset because of this incident. The phone rang from my phone in the bag. Mas Hilman, with some calls and also messages. I ignored the call until my phone stopped ringing. I changed the silent mode so that there was no need to hear the annoying phone ring. I want to calm down for a moment here.

I took out the laptop in my bag. The calm atmosphere and the angry heart made me feel like crying, and I didn't want that!

A soccer ball rolled and stopped right near my feet, interrupting my concentration that had just gained a few paragraphs.

A little boy ran up to me and immediately picked up the soccer ball. He stopped with the ball in his hand and looked at me with a funny look. He looked at my laptop.

"Aante! Cip Son!" point it at my laptop. The boy around the age of three then approached and turned his head to my laptop screen. His lips smiled with sparkling eyes.

"What?" I asked him gently. I honestly don't understand what he's saying.

"Son Cip." point it again towards the image on the left side of the laptop. There is a picture of a skinny sheep on tv.

"Oh, Shaun the Sheep. Shaun-the-Sheep." I spelled out the name of the animal correctly

"Son Cip!" it screamed with a little scream. He laughed making me stupefied. The face of this boy is very handsome. Round eyes, puffed cheeks, a pointed nose, and also red lips. It's adorable! Ahh ... Can I not pinch his cheek?

I spread my gaze around this park, there is no one else here. Is this kid alone?

Ish ... Ish. Too many times his parents, where they go to let a little boy walk in the park alone like this!

The ball he held, he kept it on the bench and with great difficulty he climbed onto this bench. I helped her up and didn't expect her to sit on my lap.

He did not move much, only occasionally heard his crisp laughter as the funny scene of the sheep tricked his guard dog.

I'm speechless. It was like this to hold a child. Warm and also fun. She's so good to hug. Her hair also smells of fruits when I kiss her head. The typical sweet aroma of toddler children from his body also lurked in my nose.

So it's like having a child. My heart is very happy and I am also very happy, although what I hold is not my son, but it feels very, very pleasant. If later Hana and Mas Hilman's child born I will also feel happy things like this?

Ah no, I want my own son! I also want to have my own child, not another child. I wish I'd had a kid this handsome.

"Howdy!" A voice of alarm with alarm sounded from the distance. A young woman was seen running towards us. His breathing panted after he stopped. In his hand held a bowl of rice and vegetable spinach. It looked full and in the other hand he was holding a bottle of drink.

"Oh Gara, it turns out you're here. Aunty's been looking for you everywhere" he said a little annoyed.

The kid on my lap just laughed, he was pointing towards my laptop screen while mentioning Son Cip, as if he didn't care about the worry on this girl's face.

"This is your son?"ask him. "Please next time if you take your child away, take good care. What if he met someone with malicious intentions" I told him with a warning.

"Sorry Mom, this is my foster child. I forgot to drink, when I turned around because there was nothing" he replied with a guilty look.

"Gara, you said wait. Why did you run away, Ma'am?" ask him the boy in my lap.

The boy did not even glance at his nanny. His eyes were focused on the laptop screen that was now above his lap.

"I'm sorry, ma'am, so it's troublesome. Thank you for taking care of Gara, too" he told me. I just nodded in response.

"Let's go home, let's eat at home, yeah." The girl asked Gara, but the boy's head shook quickly.

"No want! Let's see Son Cip!" it screamed loudly. He hid both his hands behind his back. The protests don't want to go home.