"Do you want some ice cream, Danish?"
"Yeay, ice cream." God, he's so cute. "I want it, daddy."
"Alright, daddy will get it for you." I smiled. "Stay close to daddy, okay."
He nodded. "Okay daddy."
I made sure that Danish is stay close to me, so he will not missing or being kidnap again. I have to keep him safe, from anything, because he is our precious son.
Suddenly, someone bumped me from my right side as I was about to turn back to see my son, Danish.
Phew...
The ice cream almost fall from my hand but luckily it didn't.
I look back at my son, but he's not here anymore.
Oh my god....where is he??
Where is Danish?
Where did he go?
"Danish!!!" I called for him, but he's nowhere to be found. "Danish, where are you?!"
I look around for him but he's still not here.
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