Now. After 3 months.
"WHAT NOW SON, is it okay?" He laughed while fixing his hair.
Gio just looked up at him as he sat on his bed made of bamboo.
"Daddy, it's not spread evenly, you should blend more. Add a more lotion to your legs." The little boy said with a smile.
He turned around to check his self to the whole length mirror. Yeah, just like what Gio said, there are other parts of his leg that is not even yet. He bent down and put more lotion.
"Doesn't your Mommy wonder when you suddenly disappear?" He asked his son again.
Gio nodded. "No, Daddy. I always ask her permission whenever I'm going with you. Besides, Mommy is busy doing her pots,"
He tilted his head. "Okay. Are you hungry?"
"No, Daddy. I'm full,"
When he thought everything was fine and even now he asked his son a
