"Any questions? Anything else?" asked Alvin then, after the silence. In unison all answered, 'Nothing, Sir!'
The course was closed with new assignments. Alvin asked Bastian, the class committee to clean up the presentation equipment, while Alvin himself walked over to the Audia bench. Her face was still down, while one hand stroked her stomach.
"Is father's children troublesome?" Alvin whispered, so that only Audia could hear his words.
Now, Alvin is half squatting in front of Audia. One hand rubbed Audia's upper arm, and the other hand rubbed the back of Audia's hand which was holding her stomach.
"The troublesome thing, the father!" cried Audia in a low voice as she looked up and glared at Alvin. Alvin chuckled in response.
"Go to Alvin's room first, okay." Alvin helped Audia up.
"Wait a minute, Didi's stomach is churning again." Audia's hand was still stroking her stomach which felt cramped, heartburn, whatever it was, it was uncomfortable.
