"Why isn't Mar with you, today?"
"Is there any problem?"
"No. It's just that—"
"Oh, My gods! Is that my nephew?" Cyp didn't wait for any introduction before she closed the distance between mother and us. "He's cuter than I heard." Cyp made you carry Bin, but Mom didn't give him to her. She turned her back to Cyp.
"Young lady, who are you?"
"I'm his Aunt!" Cyp entered the house with mother. And I followed them, smiling as I watch Cyp trying to coerce mother to give Bin to her.
However, mother will have nothing of that. She tightly held on to the baby and levelled a look at Cyp.
"Come on, Osy. Won't you introduce us?" She arched a brow.
"What of father?" I glance around the parlour. But he wasn't there, which was odd.
Father loves to watch an early evening show every weekday. And when you visit, you will always see him sitting in front of the television.
"He Went to get ice cream for Bin. The one we—"
