Mar prepared lunch while I slept.
"Lunch is ready." He woke me up by placing Bin's diapered butt on my face.
"Shit, Mar. You are acting too childish!" I rose from the bed and darkly glared at him.
Bin started crying at that moment.
"Oh, baby. I wasn't talking about you. I was talking about your Father, who's still acting like a baby."
"Oh?" Mar placed the crying Bin on my thighs, and he stopped crying.
Bin glanced at me beforehand he kicked his legs.
"Oh, you've found me, little guy." I pinch his cheeks before I carried him in my arms, "don't mind your lazy father. He doesn't know how to carry a baby properly."
Bin made a sound at the back of his throat and smiled.
"You think so, too, buddy?" I smile at him, "I know you will always side with me."
"That's not Fair!" Mar darkly glared at his son, who was still making a sound in his throat. "You are an ungrateful little one, aren't you?"
