Achiera's heart almost stopped beating, and her legs suddenly felt weak.
"Sorry, why is your baby crying?" Hans asked.
Achiera kept turning around, after adjusting her breathing and voice, she softly answered Hans.
"Ah, no maybe he's thirsty, he hasn't been drinking since earlier. I-I'll go first, I have to hurry up and give him drink," Achiera replied quite nervously, and immediately left.
"Achiera???" suddenly Hans said that name, made Achiera's heart beat even more and she unconsciously stopped.
"Akh sorry, I suddenly thought of my wife. Also your child, made me think of our baby," Hans said before Achiera could ask.
Hearing Hans's voice getting closer, Hansen cried even more.
"Your son is indeed crying out loud, can I carry him?" Hans asked, and his hand was already touching Hansen's leg which was wrapped in cloth in Achiera's arms.
Achiera immediately avoided.
