The Game Begins
Five days later.
Hannah visited Zain inside the prison room with her son.
"You want privacy, brother?" Adam inquired about to leave the room.
"No need. Just stay inside. I will just cuddle with my son for a few minutes," Zain said.
Adam shrugged his shoulders and mouthed an apology to Hannah.
She only smiled at Adam.
"How's my son today?" Zain used his fingers to caress the baby's face.
The infant reached for his father's hand and began sucking it.
"Oh no baby, you can't suck my finger, it's dirty!" he said and withdraws his fingers. He beamed at his son lovingly feeling contented gazing into his bright eyes.
Zain spent the next hour bonding with his infant son. He was truly having a good time, his face lighted up.