Tip tap tip tap! I recognized instantly that sound of baby steps my
son had while walking towards me. Having him in the household had brightened my
days, for Seta cannot stay still for even a minute. His bland innocence was the
sunshine for the house.
“Daddy?”
I gave him my biggest grin. It worked! Seta always loved seeing how
silly my face was every time I grinned. He chuckled, further amplifying this
excitement I had. With that kind of son, which father would not feel very glad?
“C’mere, boy!” I patted on my laps. And he ran all the way to my
legs. Quickly I lifted him and sat him. Seta shared his big smile once again.
“Dad?”
“Yep?”
“Do you love me?”
“I do, son,” said I nodding.
“I love you, Dad!”
Another smile.
“Do you love your mommy and daddy, Dad?”
“Sure I do, son!’
“You never told me about them,”
And silence came. Seta suddenly felt heavier than ever. The palpitation
in my chest grew faster as my mind rushed back into the dark, unearthing the
ancient tomb within. It was as if an angel came to me and kicked me into a deep
abyss with the smile as bright as the sun. The radiance forced me to dig into
that tomb and unraveling every dark event I had.
“Dad?”
I was out of the world, staring into a perfect nothing.
Perfect.
Nothing.
Not until a hand touched upon my shoulder emitting familiar warmth I
had known for the last seven years.
“Daddy will tell you about them, Seta dear! Later. Hey, you want to
grab a cup of hot chocolate?”
Seta nodded while looking into the voice. He jumped out of my laps
and ran to the kitchen.
“You will tell him the story, won’t you dear?”
Still standing still, I couldn’t answer.
“He deserves to know the truth, dear!”
“That he – his parents, I mean, are not welcomed by his
grandparents?”
“Seta is a good boy. He might bring about a change….”
“I don’t know, dear…..”
And I felt another pat on my shoulder.
