Touch My Body's

Seed Successor

"Everybody not yet, Cob?"

"Udah, Ma .. This has been how many times Mama nanya is that mulu dariitadi same me."

Sweet clucked, put his son's last shirt in the suitcase. "Mommy can't do it with you anymore, right now? It's big so it's males so if Mama nanyain..," said the middle-aged woman sulked.

"That's not the way it is, Ma. Ish, Mama nih gini if I want to go anywhere the luggage is always rusuhin I like gini. Make me go wrong myself know no!" jacob was upset.

"Yes that's why Mama answered not so, dong. Mama too, will miss the same Mama's son who is already this big. Surely later there you are more busy taking care of the company than picking up Mama's phone."

"Oh my goodness, Ma. If I'm really busy it's not possible, dong I pick up the phone Mama..," said Jacob frustrated. "Udah, ih .. surely this abis Mama immediately cry if I still nanggepin Mama's words again," continued Jacob moved from his bed.

"Ck, it's hard to just have boys. Not sensitive!" sweet Suhut implies many meanings.

Hurriedly Jacob turned around, looking at his downcast mother staring blankly at the suitcase in front of him.

Jacob knew the woman who had given birth to him was indeed sometimes more about something and would definitely cry in a moment.

"Mama, how do you say that, anyway? How's Trus Jacob going, Ma? Jacob is here to go to Germany and not to go to Germany?" jacob asked in despair.

Sweet immediately shook his head, raising his face to look at the child alone puppet full of love.

"Not that, Cob. Mama will surely miss you. You know, haven't you always been willing to stay away from Mama? Mama's gonna be a lot more lonely at home if you're not around, Cob."

Sweet dark brown eyes begin to blush. Imagining her son would go far for the first time made Sweet's heart unsettled.

Maybe this was how his mother felt when Sweet said he would go to Jakarta to find a job. It turns out that letting a child go from our side is not as easy as turning a palm, he thought.

The desperate Jacob seemed to be breathing out a long breath. He took Sweet's hand, grasped it firmly.

"Mama, if I miss it, I can call directly or fly to Germany visit me. I'm not going anywhere, really. I still have Mama, Mama's son who Mama takes care of and takes care of this big. We're both just different places and times." Jacob rubbed the back of Sweet's hand, returning his mother's loving gaze.

"Mama don't worry, Mama just need to doain me there to always be healthy and successful and also will not make Grandpa or Papa disappointed later with me...," jacob continued trying to give peace to Sweet's heart.

The woman who started to shed tears smiled while nodding her head. Sweet knows he must not be selfish and hold Jacob to continue near him.

There comes a time when our children will leave us. Whether it's pursuing ideals, getting married, or the demands of work as Jacob experienced today. Sweet indeed can only continue to pray for his son to always be happy out there without him beside Jacob.

"Udah, don't cry anymore, Ma. Later if Papa laki thought I hurt Mama again...." Jacob rubbed his soft Sweet cheeks, persuading his mother to stop crying.

"Who is crying?" Mike suddenly stood at the door, looking at the sight of his wife and son who turned out to be very mature.

Since then Mike listened to what the two people who were very valuable in his life were talking about. The crossbreed man entered, approaching Sweet who was still sobbing beside Jacob.

"You're making Papa's wife cry again, Cob?" mike pretended not to know.

"No, really, Pa. Mama herself was crying. Mama baper because I'm leaving early tomorrow morning" said Jacob not to be blamed.

"Yes, Mike. I cried myself because I would be lonely at home if Jacob left" said Sweet defending his son.

Mike squinted, still in acting mode. "Not because it is made with the same heartache as the successor of my seed?"

"Yes .. ish your mouth is emang." Sweet shook her head, rubbing the corners of her eyes that were still watering.

"Yaudah, that's it. Why are you sad? Kan, I'm still here, Nis."

"Yes, yes ..emang mother is always the most affectionate child everywhere compared to her father. I'm also sure the portion will be different if I'm the same as you, right? Must be bigger portion Jacob than me." said Mike lazy.

"Udah knows what it is. Right there, I'm gonna pack Jacob's shirt first." Sweet pushed the body of Mike who was leaning on his back.

"Me too, will be careful, Nis not only Jacob, doang. It's been a week, you fuck me. Cassian seed me, Nis.

"Ish, I'm still here, Pa. That's a little, dong!" jacob's protest moved near his parents.

"Well, why are you sprained?! If you do not want to see Mama Papa yaudah friendly there far! Ato nikah there let anyone take care, do not know ngerepotin wife Papa mulu from small. It's not married yet!" cynical Mike looks down on his son.

"Whatever Papa wants to say what I'm sure I don't want to marry yet! I still want to be free to find pandanus-smelling females like Papa first!" jacob immediately got a pillow throw from Mike.

The man quickly ran out of the room before Mike kicked his shin as usual whenever he did anything wrong.

"The child has no manners!" peeking Mike was annoyed looking at his son who disappeared behind the door.

"No need to scream so Mike, no matter how Jacob is, he's your seed too!" Sweet laughs amusedly considering how the father and son sometimes never get along just because of small problems long ago.

"That's why I only asked for one last time, it's the same with you. Shadow if there are three ato five that model like Jacob so? Could die standing me, Nis."

"Here, here's what you are! Do not want you, do not want many children so that only I can have one! You selfish seed! Now my son is just one and he's going to leave me alone here. My life must be getting lonely if he doesn't exist...!" sweet Suhut with face back spooning.

Mike smiled, wrapped his hands around Sweet's waist with his head in the niche of Sweet's neck.

"Kan, there's me, Nis. If Jacob had officially changed the position of daddy the same I in the company. I'll just take care of you as much as our clothes. I promise I'll always keep you at home and in bed, deh abis this."

Sweetly twisting lazy eye pinched Mike's arm which was coiled on his stomach. "Basket of your mind! Aware of Mike's age, your waist has been sprained often now," he said reminded.

"You don't have to worry about that, Nis. Kan, there's a koyo like you who can mijitin me abis it...." Mike chuckles at the squash niche of his woman's neck.

"Main here, yuk..," he raised his hand to break Sweet's chest.

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We memory-memory used to be the same couple Mike and Sweet, well this part 😁