a perfect mother
Marco immediately scanned the surroundings, searching for Letta, who was no longer in her original seat. “Find where Letta is now, don’t let her go far from us. Search around this park and tell your men to move now,” Marco said, making Pedro nod. He then turned back to give instructions to his men. Meanwhile, Marco quickly ran back to that seat, looking at the empty spot where Letta had been sitting earlier, wondering where she might be. He scanned the bustling park, finding it difficult to locate his wife.
Marco then ran in another direction, toward the food truck and the restroom. Perhaps Letta was looking for him, but Marco still couldn’t find her. Marco started to feel a bit anxious. Losing Letta was beginning to haunt him again. He couldn’t bear losing his wife for the umpteenth time. Marco had promised to give her anything he had, as long as Letta stayed by his side. Yet, for some reason, the fear continued to haunt him, making Marco’s heart race so intensely it felt like it might shatter.
However, Marco’s movement finally halted as he saw the silhouette of his wife not far away, chatting with a small child. This made Marco breathe a little easier, as if the choking sensation that had been gripping him had suddenly let go. Marco regulated his breathing before walking closer to Letta.
“You’re here?” Marco asked, making Letta, who was smiling at the child, finally turn to him.
“Were you looking for me?” Letta asked with a floating smile, making Marco nod.
“Yes, I searched the entire park for you. I was surprised you weren’t in your seat earlier,” Marco said, making Letta straighten up and reach for the small child’s hand beside her.
“Sorry, I saw this child crying not far from me, but no one was paying attention. I thought she was with her parents, but it seems she got separated from her group,” Letta said, making Marco look at the little brown-eyed child with hair of a similar hue, somehow resembling Letta. What if their child was born, would they look as adorable, Marco thought, finally bending down to look at the little child in front of him.
“What’s your name?” Marco asked the child. “Celine,” she answered softly, making Marco nod.
“Who did you come here with?” Marco asked.
“My mom and uncle,” the little girl named Celine replied, making Marco look at Letta.
“Yes, she seems to have been separated from her uncle and her mother,” Letta added.
“Where are they?” Marco asked, making the child shake her head.
“They got separated or maybe they intentionally left Celine behind,” Letta continued, making Marco look at the child with a raised eyebrow.
“Alright, then let’s take her to the information desk. Perhaps someone is looking for a little girl there,” Marco said, making Letta nod her head.
“Come on, Sweetheart, come with uncle and aunt to find your mom and uncle, do you want to?” Letta said, making the little child nod. They then walked with the little child between Marco and Letta. The little child then looked at Letta’s round belly.
“Is there a baby inside there?” Celine asked, pointing to Letta’s bulging belly, making Letta nod.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.
“Yes, there’s my child inside here,” Letta answered with a beaming smile, while Marco observed the interaction between Celine and his wife.
“My mom too, her belly is round like that,” Celine said.
“Does that mean you’re going to have a sibling?” Letta asked again, making Celine nod.
“Yes, Mom said I should love my future sibling. Mom has also bought the same clothes for me and my sibling,” Celine said, making Letta smile.
“That means your mom really loves you and your sibling. You must be looking forward to your sibling’s birth,” Letta said, making Celine nod.
“Yes, I’m really looking forward to it, but I have to meet my mom again to be with them,” Celine said, making Letta nod.
“Yes, don’t worry, you know the uncle next to you?” Letta said, making Celine look at Marco, who was now looking at them with a blank expression.
“Uncle can find your mom wherever she is. He has many men who can be ordered to find something lost,” Letta said, making the little child smile.
“Is that true?” Celine asked, making Letta nod.
“That means you’ve been lost too?” Celine asked, making Letta fall silent.
“I’ve never been lost, but yes, I just know that uncle has many men. He can surely order more people to find your mom,” Letta said to Celine, who just nodded, while Marco, for some reason, remained silent as he listened to their conversation.
What Letta said was true, and it was also for finding herself. It made Marco just smile thinly, until they finally arrived at one of the information desks in the park. Marco immediately reported to the officer that Celine was separated from her parents, prompting them to announce it to the visitors in the park.
“We have to wait here for a while until Celine meets her mom and uncle. How about that?” Letta said, making Marco nod.
“Yes, of course,” Marco said, because if he refused, Letta wouldn’t have the heart to leave a young child at the information desk. Marco then reached for his phone to check some incoming messages, occasionally glancing at Letta who was still talking with Celine. Eventually, after about 30 minutes of waiting, a teary-eyed woman arrived at the information desk, calling out Celine’s name.
“Mommy,” Celine exclaimed, immediately getting up from her seat and running into the embrace of a pregnant woman.
“Where were you, Mommy? I was looking for Grandma,” the woman said.
“I was chasing a ball from a little boy, he was this tall,” Celine said, demonstrating the height of the little boy.
“And when I turned back, Mommy and uncle were gone,” Celine said again, making the woman hug her again.
“Forgive Mommy,” the woman said, “I may not have paid enough attention, so you got separated from us. Luckily, we were able to meet again,” she continued, releasing her embrace.
“I met a kind aunt and uncle, they brought me here,” Celine said, making the woman look at Letta and Marco.
“Did you help Celine come to the information desk?” the woman asked, making Letta nod.
“Yes, I accidentally saw Celine crying, looking for her mother, so I brought her here,” Letta replied.
“Thank you for being kind to my child. I didn’t know I lost her,” the woman said, deeply moved and genuinely grateful.
“It’s nothing. Celine is a good child. She’s also a smart kid, so I’m sure many people would help her if she were in trouble,” Letta said, making the woman hug Celine again, showing how much she truly cherished the child. For some reason, the emotion moved Letta, causing her to tightly hold Marco’s hand.
“Will I also be a good and loving mother?” Letta asked, making Marco smile.
“Of course, you will be a perfect mother for our children,” Marco said, making Letta smile back at her husband.