"Darson! Wake up! Come on! Breakfast is ready." Arman was so excited when he ran to the guest room. It's been a long time since they last saw each other, and Arman looked so happy to be with him again.
Amara winced when she heard footsteps rushing down the stairs like horses racing. Both of them were panting when they raced each other to the dining table. Seeing them get together so well makes Amara smile involuntarily. They truly looked like father and son."Amara, are you okay?" Darson asked when he noticed Amara staring at them."Huh? Yeah, I'm fine. Let's eat." She responded. Arman noticed that they both look like they were pooping themselves.The awkwardness in the air somehow dissipated when Arman started laughing out of nowhere. Amara's forehead creased, while Darson stared at him like he's from another planet. But, it didn't take long for both of them to laugh as well. The little boy's laughter is so contagious that they can't stop
