The Escort Man's

COMFORTABLE

The night was getting late and Oscar still could not close his eyes. Oscar's kisses heard Peter's cry from Rivera's room. It was like Oscar was knocking on the door, but Oscar felt awkward and afraid to disturb.

Maybe Peter just woke up thirsty.

Oscar again tried to close his eyes when he no longer heard Peter crying from inside the room. But only seconds after Oscar's eyes closed, Rivera's room door was suddenly opened from the inside. Oscar reflex jumped because he saw Rivera coming out while holding Peter.

"Hi, aren't you asleep?" Greet Rivera to Oscar who is now sitting on the couch.

"Yes, I can't sleep."

"Is Peter cranky?" Oscar asked as he stood up and examined Peter, who was still in Rivera's arms.

"Usually every night, Jess will hold him. I think Peter's missing Jess" Rivera said with a chuckle.

"Can I try to hold it?" Oscar's real permission was still pretty stiff when he was holding Peter. Oscar rarely holds the baby Rivera and Oscar has no previous experience of having a baby. Although Jess is the daughter of Oscar, Oscar was only close to Jess when she was ten years old. So how does Oscar know what it's like to have a baby?

"Yes, if you don't mind," Rivera gave Peter a careful look at Oscar, then helped to make Peter comfortable in the Oscar's arms.

"Like this?" Asked Oscar whose hand had suddenly become stiff and the man was also a little groggy now.

Groped for holding a baby?

It's ridiculous!

"Yes, it's true. Peter looked comfortable" Rivera replied, gently rubbing Peter's back.

"How long do I have to hold it like this? An evening?" Oscar asked again, staring at Rivera.

"Maybe! Peter looks comfortable in your arms" Rivera replied, chuckling. The woman opened the door and let Oscar in.

"Go to the room, Osh! You may be able to hold it while sitting down" Rivera said, pointing to a single sofa in the room.

"here? That this?" Oscar asked after the man landed his butt in the comfortable chair.

"Yes." Yeah."

"I need to go to the toilet for a while" Rivera said.

"Oh, please! I'm gonna sit here and not bother you" Oscar replied, joking. Rivera let out a small laugh, before the woman entered the toilet in the room.

Oscar, who was still holding Peter, spread his gaze to every corner of Rivera's room. There's a picture of Paul on a nightstand that Rivera might look at every day.

"You must be proud of your father, Peter," Oscar muttered softly as he rubbed Peter's back as he began to squirm in his arms.

"Your father was a hero who saved many lives. He's also a family man and a dream husband" Oscar murmured again as he stared at Paul's photo.

"Hey, aren't you sleeping?" Oscar who felt Peter who began to squirm immediately tortured the baby. Both of Peter's eyes were already open and now the baby rubbed his face on Oscar's chest as if looking for something.

"What are you looking for, Peter?"

"I don't have a payud*ra like your mother's," Oscar began to chuckle at Peter, who stopped rubbing his face against Oscar's chest.

"God! It's amused, "puckles Oscar as he looks at the bathroom door that finally opened from the inside. Rivera came out and went straight to Oscar.

"What's wrong? Peter crying?" Rivera asked worriedly.

"No, he just misunderstood me and thought I had a source of food like yours" Oscar replied, pointing to Rivera's chest and the peia still laughed

"Sorry, I didn't mean to" Oscar quickly said as he pointed to Rivera's chest.

Damnit damnit!

Hope Rivera doesn't follow misunderstandings.

Rivera reviews the smile, then takes Peter from Oscar's sling.

"I'll suckle him first then" Rivera said.

"Yes! And I'm going out, "Okros was a little misbehaved.

"Bye, Peter! Good nights!" Oscar said to Peter before the man walked out of Rivera's room. Not to forget Oscar also closed the room door and still Oscar can see a glimpse of Rivera who unbuttoned his top shirt, then took out something chewy from inside there.

Damnit damnit!

Why is Oscar snooping?

Oscar did not stop grumbling and cursing himself, until the man laid his body on the sofa in the front room of Rivera's house. Oscar folded his hands behind his head, then looked at the ceiling of the house, as the scene of Rivera unbuttoned the shirt back flashed in his mind.

Goddamn bum!

Goddamnit!

Oscar cursed over and over again, then the man covered his face with a blanket. Oscar tried hard to close his eyes and cast off Rivera's shadow.

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"You and Peter are leaving? Why?" Jesslyn asked one day after the girl accidentally eavesdropped on Rivera on the phone with someone.

"Because I no longer have a reason to stay here, Jess!"

"Paul's gone and I don't have anyone here anymore"

"I'm not your family?" Jess interrupted.

"Of course you're my family" Rivera replied quickly.

"Then why do you still want to go? You don't love me anymore?" Ask Jesslyn again.

"I love you, Jess! You've been I've looked like my daughter-"

"Like?" Jess interrupted again.

"Why don't you make your real daughter then?" Jesslyn to the Point.

"It can't be like that!"

"There's already an Oscar who loves you so much and cares for you." Rivera said quickly.

"But Oscar isn't like you," Jesslyn's gunman who immediately makes Rivera frown.

"I mean, Oscar never gave me anything I wanted..." Jesslyn said with a soft word.

"What do you want?"

"A family."

"Oweek!" Peter's cry jolted Rivera's daydream about his chat with Jesslyn a few days ago. Rivera hasn't spoken to Oscar about Jess' simple request to have a family.

Rivera was a little confused as to where to start. Because Rivera also knows that Oscar is not a man who believes in a marriage bond like Paul.

"Marriage isn't my top priority because I love freedom and I don't like living in a bond." Oscar said one day Paul and Rivera overheard the two men talking.

"So, you and Jess' Mommy never got married?" Paul asked curiously.

Oscar shakes.

"We just stayed together and I took care of him until he was gone for good."

"When having a family is so much fun, Osh!"

"And I'm not interested at all!"

"I'm not interested in marriage!"

Chequek!

The sound of the room door being opened from the outside blew Rivera's daydream.

"Peter's fussy again?" Ask Oscar who apparently still hasn't slept. Or could it be that the man was bothered by Peter's cries.

"He's just thirsty" Rivera answered quickly and continued to breastfeed Peter.

"I'm sorry, if Peter's crying bothers you, Osh!" Rivera said he felt bad.

"I'm a bit of an insomniac, so this has absolutely nothing to do with Peter's crying" Oscar replied casually.

"Thank God then!"

"Oweek!" Peter cried again and Rivera immediately calmed the baby boy down.

"Let me carry it. Maybe she was already full, "Oscar's permission when Rivera offered Peter her breasts*, but the baby refused .

Rivera finally gave Peter to Oscar, and miraculously the baby was silent and comfortable with Oscar.

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