
"So it's true that Daddy abandoned us. Did they all bully Mommy too? Tell me if it is, I'll aim at them one by one."
Asha rounded her perfect eyes when she could not believe what Lewis said sounded so arrogant just like Usan. The falling fruit is really not far from the tree. It's hard to believe, but that's the truth.
"Lewis, you mustn't say that" said Lorix, who had just realized his existence.
"Uncle," said Lewis, changing his facial expression to a gentle one at a time.
"What Uncle Lorix said, honey. You can't say that. Your Daddy family did not oppress Mommy at all" explained Asha hoping to be absorbed perfectly by Lewis.
"Alright, I will try to forgive those who have oppressed Mommy" Lewis added with an accent of his cute voice and sweet gaze. Different when talking and staring at Usan and his family.
"Lewis dear, this is Grandma. Come hug Grandma, we have dinner together. Tomorrow Grandma will take you to practice aiming and shooting, will you?" talk to Mommy Ziva. Because Lewis is a duplicate of Usan, then Mommy Ziva is sure that what Usan liked first must also be liked by his grandson Lewis.
Mommy Ziva and Daddy Lolan banned Usan from doing anything mafia-like, but now both want to right the wrongs of the past. For Lewis, Mommy Ziva and Daddy Lolan agreed not to demand much of what Lewis wanted to do.
After all, both of them have learned from when educating Usan. Being a mafia does not always Usan do, when satisfied, Usan also returned to lead the company. From now on, the two compactly want to entrust everything to their Grandchildren, will no longer be forced as Usan used to be.
"Practice shooting!" lewis exclaimed with a glowing expression on his face when he heard the word shoot. Shooting practice is the sport that Lewis likes most compared to other sports, which requires him to practice and pursue even though he himself is very dislike it.
"Yes, Honey. You want to, don't you?" Mommy Ziva smiled happily. Lewis really was Usan when he was a kid.
"Grad ..." Lewis is puffing with his super cool style.
Hearing that, Daddy Lolan, Simone, and Usan were dumbfounded in shock. While Mommy Ziva and Arra closed their wide-open mouths with both hands, in disbelief as Lewis mentioned every weapon he had ever been taught. While Lorix and Asha look ordinary, because both of them already understand anything that has been taught to Lewis.
Beyond the common sense of the adult man. While other children are still learning to talk. It was different with Lewis who was so special. The blood of Mommy and Daddy who is a mafia flows thickly on him.
Everything seemed to think hard about how a child who was not even three years old could call various types of weapons smoothly. In fact, Usan no longer remembers the types of weapons because it has long been no longer struggling in the field that he was used to.
"Honey, Granpa and Granma will take you to practice shooting with whatever weapon you want. Howwhy? If Lewis agrees, we go to the dining room and dinner together now," Daddy Lolan showed Lewis a friendly face, hoping the Grandson wasn't too arrogant with him.
"I'll think about it later, because my Mommy must be hungry. So, let's have dinner together" Lewis walked away from Usan, Mommy Ziva, and Daddy Lolan.
Lewis turned to the side, then gently held the hand of the Mommy, then spoke with an adorable expression. "Let's go Mommy, we'll have dinner now," she immediately changed her expression.
Daddy Lolan, Mommy Ziva, Simone, and Arra were silent a thousand languages staring at the departure of Lewis who seemed to jump with excitement just like a child his age. It is very different when you are with them.
"Prophet Usan, Asha's sacrifice changed Lewis a lot" Lorix said.
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