Not Runaway
CHAPTER 2

The atmosphere in the mall today is quite crowded. Although it is Wednesday, the clock has shown at 4 pm. Airin held her little daughter's hand up the escalator. For three weeks he did not take Vely for a walk because Airin was busy pioneering his new business with Richie, his college friend first. Event Orginizer, Airin's dream business. "Ma, play it yuk." the sound of the Vely bell made Airin immediately turn to the coloring booth with color sand. Before he could answer, Vely had already run towards the booth.

"What do you want to draw the deck?" ask the stan keeper.

"Dora Aunty" Vely immediately sat down and was busy with her world.

Airin smiled to see his daughter who seemed to forget the purpose of the mall he said while still at home. Yes, that's how children are. That quickly changed their mind according to their mood. But not with Airin. There were so many questions about his personal life as if he kept poking his mind. At least that's what happens if Airin is alone with Vely. So he busied himself with EO business and trading stocks in between his free time.

"Douh.." a boy about 6 years old fell down not far from where Airin was sitting. And.ups.had the ice cream the boy was holding hit Airin's feet and shoes. Airin was shocked to realize something had hit her shoes, before she realized the boy was also silent at the pink shoes covered with melted chocolate ice cream that he had spilled.

"Sorry Aunt" the boy said quietly almost inaudibly. Vely turned her eyes to the boy. He got up to approach the boy.

"It's nothing, baby. Waduh, your snoring is bleeding. Sit here first yuk" Airin led the boy to the chair he was sitting in. He took a tissue and plaster from his bag. Don't ask me why there's plaster in Airin's bag. Almost all important items are in his bag, so his friends call Airin bag Doraemon hahaha...

"It's ok Dad, Darren fell, and the ice cream..." Darren did not continue his words. The man simply followed the child's glare into a woman's dirty shoes.

"Oh, forgive my son. Your shoes are dirty, can they be cleaned? Or let me change a new one, it looks like your shoe is made of canvas so it looks like it will be imprinted." the man said long but looked sincere. There was a desire to prolong this matter when he saw a beautiful female figure with a non-excessive appearance. Just a knee-length white dress, pink sneakers, a little wavy shoulder-length dark brown hair that was allowed to unravel. And it looks like he's pretty good because there's plaster on his kid's knee.  Ok, enough Aiden. Your habit is to read people's characters too deeply before you even know them.

"Ga need sir, I can wash it later." Airin politely declined.

Vely ran towards Airin and showed her work proudly, "Good Ma?" vely asked and answered with two thumbs of Airin.

"I'll excuse you, sir.. Bye deck, spout healed yes, and do not run around in the mall, the floor is slippery." said Airin while slightly shuffling the child's hair.

'It turns out the wife of the man' Inner Aiden muttered.