Aria went upstairs to the bedroom and saw Arsh had tucked Arna in her and Alan's bed. Since Arna would wake up repeatedly with nightmares or panic, she felt relieved to keep Arna close.
She sat and watched the father and son dabbing the hot wet towel on Arna's face, feet and hands. They reminded her of Oliver bringing a soft smile to her face.
Arsh suddenly cupped Aria's face, pressing the wet towel on her tear-stained face, "Go, Mom, take a bath."
Alan glanced at them and saw his wife smile indulgently at their son. He sometimes doubts if she was spoiling Arsh and Arsh was spoiling her. Anyway, all he cared about was that Arsh never stresses out his wife.
Aria shook her head pulling Arsh's hands down, "I called Roxy, we will change Arna's to comfortable wear. You get fresh and eat something. Shall I cook something quick for you?"
