10

Jerry with Kala and Ayalla entered Yuki's apartment. While the owner just glanced past the corner of his eye.

"What is this?" Jerry snorted, sitting next to Yuki who was playing with Logan in the living room. Likewise with Lucas.

"Well, if you want to enter someone's house, excuse me first," Yuki grumbled annoyed. But as usual, her face immediately turned happy when he looked at Ayalla, "Hello, beautiful here with mama,"

Kala smiled broadly, "Aya want to be with mama?"

"Maaaa," the baby strangled excitedly, spreading her arms while looking at Yuki.

The one he was staring at just smiled broadly, taking Ayalla into her arms, "Baby Ayalla is really cute," she muttered, "Just go there, you two,"

Kala nodded, giving the large bag she was carrying to Yuki, "Here's what you need, Ay. There's formula milk, a change of diaper, and all the clothes,"

"Okay. There you go,"

"Shut up," Jerry snorted, before leaving he took the time to pat Yuki's head a few times, "Take care of my child, Ki. Don't bite your teeth,"

"Yeah, jerry bastard," Yuki gave a small snort.

Jerry laughed heartily. Embracing his wife's shoulder before stepping out of Yuki's apartment.

While the owner then looked at Lucas, "Mister, are you dont have a achedule?"

"Oh? I don't have anything to do today. You don't mind me accompanying Logan here, do you?"

"No, it doesn't matter," the girl replied, she then looked at Logan who was busy playing with Ayalla who was still in his arms, "Logan likes his baby sister, doesn't he?"

"Yes, the baby is beautiful like mommy,"

"It's like her mother," Yuki replied while holding back laughter, "Ayalla's grandfather is Aunty Kala's daoughter,"

"But Baby Ayalla's face looks like Uncle Jerry,"

"Yes, that's because Baby Ayalla is also Uncle Jerry's daughter,"

"Oh, it's like Logan, who looks like Daddy, because Logan is Daddy's son?" asked the boy.

"Well yes,"

"Does Logan look like Mommy too?"

"Eh?" Yuki immediately glanced at Lucas. The man showed no meaningful expression other than flat.

"You don't have to ask mommy anymore, can you? You already have a mom, right? The person you think is mommy doesn't deserve to be called that," Lucas said with a tone as level as his face.

"Mister..."

"Please Ki. I'm fed up with all that. Deva doesn't deserve to be called Mommy by my child,"

"Then I also don't deserve to be called mama by Logan. Because even I don't have any relationship with you guys,"

"You even deserve to be called mama than him,"

"The deva who bore Logan for nine months, she also gave birth to Logan,"

"She was the one who trapped me from the start. Her pregnancy was also accidental. She intended to abort her pregnancy before I prevented it. Is that what a mother calls a mother?"

"He's still young Mister. Times like that must be hard for Deva," Yuki took a deep breath, "After all, Deva is Logan's biological mother,"

Lucas took a deep breath. He has argued with many people about this, "Yes. But he is my son. Whatever the reason he left he couldn't make him take Logan from me. I was old-fashioned because I was afraid that Deva would take Logan away,"

"I understand Mister's feelings," the girl nodded, looking down at Logan who was now playing with his toys, "It must be difficult raising a child alone,"

"Yes. But it's okay, maybe this is karma for what I used to do. Let me live this karma,"

"Mommy hungry"

"Eh hahahaha sorry mom forgot to cook for you. But mom hasn't done monthly shopping yet. Mama went to the supermarket first, right? You're here with Daddy,"

"Come with me. Logan, can you come with me to the supermarket, Ma?"

"Em Mister Logan can I come with you?"

"I'll accompany you, too. I'm afraid you'll be in trouble,"

"Oh yes,"

***

Lucas carried Ayalla who looked enthusiastic in the shopping center while Yuki was in front of him holding hands with Logan. If it's like this Lucas even looks like a father who is shopping with his three children. Because for whatever reason, Yuki with her appearance like that really doesn't prove that the girl is already twenty-five years old. More like a teenager.

"Logan, what do you want to eat? Vegetables, right?"

"Logan wants spinach, maa," the boy replied, "This is spinach, right?"

"It's mustard greens," Yuki chuckled, "It's spinach,"

"Well, Logan wants spinach,"

Lucas joined in laughing at his son's behavior, the man then looked at Ayalla, "Yamm yamm," the baby shouted enthusiastically.

Yuki turned her head, bent slightly so he could look at Ayalla, "Aya want spinach too, hm? Later, Mama will make spinach porridge for Ayalla, okay?"

"Yamm maaa yamm mam ayy," the baby laughed out loud showing a row of teeth that were still a few.

Yuki smiled broadly, "Yes, later Aya eat, Mister, what do you want to eat? I'll cook it later,"

"It's up to you I can eat anything"

"Well, I'll just buy mushrooms,"

Hearing the girl's answer suddenly invited Lucas's horror look, "You want to kill me?"

"You said you could eat anything," Yuki pouted softly, "I'll just make chicken curry, Mister,"

"Yeah that sounds better,"

Yuki nodded, put in a few bunches of spinach then pushed the shopping trolley towards the meat rack, "Logan, don't run, you'll fall and you'll miss it?"

Logan turned his head, giving him a wide grin that didn't look guilty at all, "Logan just wants to look there mama,"

"Yeah, don't go too far, what if someone kidnaps you. You won't see mama and daddy again later," Yuki smiled seductively while the toddler glared at her in horror and immediately ran over to the girl and grabbed the hem of Yuki's skirt.

Lucas laughed at that, "Usually if you go shopping with daddy, you won't listen,"

"Yes, daddy is a liar," Logan pouted, "Baby Ayalla, don't go near daddy. Daddy is a liar,"

Yuki laughed, rubbing the toddler's head gently, "Daddy's not a liar Logan. You obey daddy,"

"Okay mama,"

The woman nodded curtly, refocused on the meat rack in front of her, then grabbed some chicken before putting it in the trolley.

"Wow, sis shopping with her husband, huh," someone tapped Yuki's shoulder making the owner turn around.

"Yes—Yeri? Mark?"

"Yuki?" Yeri glared, "Are you ready—Mister Lucas?"

"Oh hi Yeri, Mark," Lucas greeted, slightly adjusting the position of his sling on Ayalla.

"Hi Aya," Mark smiled, kissing Ayalla's cheek affectionately. Instead, the one-year-old squealed happily, "Do you remember papa?"

"Paa,"

"Hahaha, it's really cute," Yeri laughed, "Kala's daughter is the same as Jerry, isn't she?"

"Yes," Yuki nodded curtly, "You guys are doing monthly shopping?"

"Yes, I accompanied the first lady, she said she hasn't done her monthly shopping yet. And what are you doing here with Lucas?" Mark looked at his friend curiously.

"Yes, this is shopping yesterday. Logan wanted to play at home and I wanted to take care of Ayalla for a day. So that's how it is,"

"Oh," Mark replied briefly, "Don't be like that with Yuki. Just watch out,"

Lucas smiled lopsidedly, stepped lightly towards Mark before whispering softly to the man, "I'm still loving her. I'm not going to do anything to her. You also know the real story, right?"

Mark raised an eyebrow, then nodded slightly, "Well you talked to me last night. I'll leave Yuki. Don't worry about it,"

"Don't worry, Yuki is safe with me."