The Seed of the Ex!

Chapter 35 - Slowly receive

''Hem, so I did,'' Trisya snorted a smile, ''huh, I am indeed a fool I can be fooled by such a trick.''

''You're not stupid, don't say that, '' Bryant said.

''Mommy,'' call Zalia from the inside.

''Mommy, come here baby!'' trisya answered, half screaming.

Zalia walked slowly towards her mother who was sitting at the soup, immersing herself in Trisya's arms, rubbing her eyes.

''Zalia sleeps well?'' the little girl nodded softly in response to Bryant's question.

''Mommy's son is hungry? Want to eat Spaghetti?'' bargain Trisya.

''You!'' zalia said excitedly.

''Then let's cook, ''Trisya got up and passed while guiding Zalia, forgetting that they were in Bryant's house.

"Is there any food here?" asked Trisya who was already in the kitchen, she turned her head to look at Bryant.

"Somehow, maybe there is, I never cook. But, Marc used to shop and cook here, maybe there's." Bryant got up and joined in.

"All right." Trisya starts exploring every closet and refrigerator, she finds what she needs and the rest she takes from her home.

It didn't take long, the cooking was so, three portions of Spaghetti were served on the table, "how does it taste dear?" Trisya asked for an opinion.

"Mommy's Boy!" Zalia replied, the boy smiled sweetly.

Trisya styled her daughter affectionately, she gently rubbed her daughter's hair, "Zalia," the call reflexively made Zalia look at the Mother, her round black bead demanding the question, "doesn't Zalia want to know who Zalia's father is?"

Bryant looked up, listening to what Trisya wanted to say.

Again Zalia smiled, "i don't want to," Zalia shook her head softly.

"Why baby?"

"Mommy must have had a reason, so I won't ask, nor force Mommy to say it."

Trisya carried Zalia in her arms, her gaze met Bryant's eyes, they were staring at each other.

"Surely, Zalia's father is still there, he's here."

"here? Where's?" Zalia spread her gaze, her eyes ending in the figure of Bryant now sitting before her.

"What about the neighbors?" Zalia demanded an answer.

Trisya nodded, "yes, Om Bryant is Zalia's father."

Bryant lowered his head with a slow sigh, to be honest Bryant was not ready for a day like this, but if Trisya had decided then he had to follow in his footsteps.

Zalia looked at Bryant with a different look, "what's the matter dear, isn't Zalia happy?"

"What does Zalia mean, Mommy doesn't understand?" Trisya looked at the puzzled little girl, she glanced at Bryant asking for an opinion, yet the man was just silent.

"If Mommy isn't happy, Zalia isn't either." Zalia ran out of Bryant's house and into his own.

"Baby Zalia, wait!" Trisya was about to run after Zalia, but her wrists were blocked by Bryant.

"Why are you suddenly saying this?"

Trisya turned her head, "I don't want to keep it a secret anymore, like whatever you are you're Zalia's real father, I just want her to know about it. After all, I don't want my son to be kept on being ridiculed for not having a father. I hope he can boast of you as his father, so start approaching him."

Bryant got up without taking his hand, "didn't you just hear, Zalia's pleasure was his mother's pleasure, accepted me depending on his mother, so why would I approach him?"

Bryant closed in on Trisya's body, his gaze centered on the woman's eyeball, "what does that mean?" Trisya still does not understand the direction of the words Bryant or Zalia.

Bryant snorted a smile, "the point is, look." Bryant buried his lips in Trisya's lips making the woman startled and reflexively pushed her away.

"You're all right?!" Trisya glared sharply, she wiped her wet lips from Bryant's actions.

"I just wanted to explain what Zalia wanted," Bryant chuckled softly, then returned to sit cross-legged.

"But that's not the way, you've been acting insolent!" Decak Trisya, she folded her hands on her chest, indicating that she was angry.

"Then you want me how? Trisya, for the umpteenth time, I want to ask you back to my side, are you ready?" Bryant extended his hand that was not at all du gubris Trisya.

"Let's give Zalia a complete family, I swear I'll never let you down." Bryant raised his palm.

"Don't overdo it, or you'll feel the consequences of your own words. I need time to think about it again, I'm sorry." Trisya went back to her house.

Trisya closed the door slowly, she circulated her gaze looking for Zalia's whereabouts, "honey, where are you?" Call Trisya.

"Zalia?!" Trisya enters Zalia's room, and finds her daughter studying.

"Darling, Mommy thinks you don't have PR." Trisya bends down kissing Zalia's head, but a picture in the book catches her sight. Zalia drew three people, one daughter and one looked like her mother, then the man she looked like her father, turned out Zalia drew a family.

Looking at the picture made Trisya stunned, "when did Zalia draw this?"

"When... The neighbor came to this house for the first time, and Mommy told me to hide in the room, and I heard you guys fighting and talking about a kid." Zalia said with a look down.

"Why did Zalia stay silent? Why didn't Zalia ask, maybe Mommy would answer everything Zalia wanted to know," Trisya stared at the image of Zalia.

"I'm afraid, I'm going to let Mommy down, I don't want to make Mommy sad, anyway maybe Om's a bad neighbor so Mommy leaves him."

"Didn't Zalia say that Om Bryant was a good man? But why is he saying evil now?" Zalia looked down at the floor.

"Darling, no matter what Mommy and Om Bryant used to be, it has nothing to do with you, son, however he's still your father. Admit to him, maybe, he's just as much a sufferer as we are."

Trisya also passed away.