Suddenly Radit stroked his heated cheeks. Looking at the perpetrator who felt no guilt. Hah. If only it wasn't his son, then the man would make a calculation quickly. "Honey, why did you hit your father anyway?" Amanda scolded after sitting on the floor with Ayra on her lap.The innocent baby chattered while shaking her head. "No no no! My mom!!" She meant to say that Amanda was her mommy. So the papa should not come closer. He also hugged Radit's wife possessively. Radit was worried, but he didn't get tired of it. Instead, he deliberately approached Amanda's other side. Preparing to rest his head on his wife's empty right shoulder."No!" screeched Ayra who was already acting fierce. "My mom!""Yes, yes. This is your mom, but this is my wife, dear." Radit giggled amusedly. Amanda, who heard the two children and father arguing, exhaled harshly. Inevitably she got up and carried Ayra to walk."Ayra still doesn't understand, Radit. It's useless to tell her,"
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