Chapter Eighty-two

Chapter Eighty-two
After having sex with Harry, we went to the bathroom to have a shower. No round three. Just sharing the bathtub. I let him wash my back, but no backrub, and I wash his back too.
"So, are you fine now?" he asked.
"Yeah, I'm fine," I replied. "I'm sorry for getting jealous for no reason. I know Jessica and you have a past, but it's all in the past now, and I shouldn't be jealous. What's more important is the present."
"That's right. Let's just forget what happened. Jessica can't promise that we won't see each other again. It's a small world, Georgia, and coincidences happen. I just want to remind you that you're my one and only." He leaned closer and claimed my lips.
"Mom? Dad?" We heard Kaya calling us.
"We're in the bathroom, little boy," Harry half-shouted. "Are you hungry?"
"I'm thirsty," Kaya replied.
"Just wait there for a moment." I stood up and rinsed myself in the shower. Then I put on the bathrobe before stepping out.
Kaya looks puffy and disoriented, rubbing his slightly swollen eyes. His hair was askew. He's wearing a sweatshirt, pants, and sneakers. He inherited both mine and Harry's physical traits. His curly reddish-brown hair is probably from me, while his blue eyes are from Harry.
"Come here, little boy." I carried him. "You're so heavy already."
I kissed Kaya's cheeks and brought him to the kitchen. I took a glass, filled it with water from the dispenser, and helped Kaya drink before putting him down on the floor.
I glanced at my wristwatch and saw that it was already 3:00PM. "It's snack time. Do you want to eat something?" I asked.
"I want to eat Takoyaki," Kaya replied.
"I'm sorry, little boy, but I don't know how to make one. Shall we go outside and buy one instead? Or maybe buy one online?"
"Let's go outside with Daddy," Kaya said.
"Okay. Why won't you go and call him?"
I smiled as I watched Kaya go towards the bathroom and knock at the door. I went to our room and changed clothes. I put on my jeans and a white sleeveless and covered it with a denim jacket.
I know that Harry's busy, especially since we've just moved to another country and there'll be a lot of new arrangements. Still, I want him to spend some time with me and our child.
Kaya dragged his father out of the bathroom. A white towel wrapped around Harry's waist. "Slow down, little man," Harry said.
I smiled seeing them. "He wants to go out and eat Takoyaki," I said.
"We'll go there. Let's change first." Harry smiled at me as they entered the room. Then he changed Kaya's clothes.
The little boy was so excited that he held my hand and brought me outside the mansion after changing. He's such a jolly kid. We waited for his father at the front porch.
A few moments later, Harry finally came out wearing his white shirt with the top button undone tucked in his black pants, a leather belt, black shoes, a wristwatch, combed hair, and sparkling eyes. He approached us like a professional assassin. "Let's go?"
The three of us walked side-by-side together to the takoyaki stand at the children's park. Kaya's between me and Harry, holding our hands. We bought three packs of takoyaki. Harry and I sat at the bench while Kaya played with other children. He looked too different from those children; American and Japanese looks are different.
"I hope he'll have a normal childhood here," I said, leaning on Harry's shoulder.
"I've already enrolled him in the preschool nearby. Don't worry too much. I'm sure he'll get along with other kids," Harry replied.
"I know how bad it is to be bullied by other kids, so there's nothing else I want more than Kaya to have friends and live a normal life. I don't want him to experience the same experiences I've gone through," I said.
"That's why we're doing everything we can to give him a normal life."
"Mommy! Daddy!" Kaya ran towards us.
"Don't run, Kaya," I said.
Kaya stopped in front of us and grinned. "I made new friends, Mom and Dad."
"Really? We're glad to hear that," I said.
A Japanese woman with a round face, black hair, long eyelashes, and red lips approached us with a boy. "Konnichiwa! Are you his parents?"
"Yes, we are," I replied, standing up and bowing my head to show respect. Harry did the same. "And you?"
"Jiro here seems to get along well with your son. Are you Americans?" She asked. "By the way, I am Hanna. I'm Jiro's mother."
"Yes, we are Americans. I'm Georgia, and this is my husband, Harry," I said. "We're glad that our son is friends with your son."
"I'm glad as well. You know, Jiro doesn't get along with other kids, so I'm happy that he found a friend," she said.
We sat down on the bench and chatted while Kaya and Jiro played at the playground slide. The sun was already setting down the horizon when we left the park. The skies were painted in hues of orange and pink, and the wind shook the cherry blossoms from their branches. We crossed a wooden bridge and watched the colorful fishes in the water before going home.
We were all exhausted, so Harry ordered food online instead of eating outside or cooking. We had Donburi for dinner. Then, I told Kaya to take a bath before going to bed, while I washed the dishes.
After washing the dishes, I went to Kaya's room to read him bedtime stories. I didn't really have to do that because he already fell asleep, probably due to exhaustion. Looking at his cute little face makes me wish to become a child again, though I didn't have the same childhood as him—no problems and just playing until he got tired. I kissed his forehead and whispered, "Sweet dreams, little boy."
I was about to stand up but got surprised to see Harry standing at the door. "Fuck! You almost gave me a heart attack!" I covered my mouth, realizing what I just said. "Sorry."
"Don't worry. I should be the one to apologize for scaring you," he replied. "So, how's the little boy?"
"He's asleep," I replied.
"I'm glad to know that. Why won't you go to sleep too?"
I stood up and approached him. I stole him a kiss and was about to go to our room, but he held my hand, pulled me back, and kissed me. "Come on, Kaya will wake up," I said.
"He won't." Harry suddenly carried me and brought me inside our room. He put me down on the bed and towered over me. He's so heavy and strong. I can't get away from him in this position.