Teang was sound asleep on the papag with their black hair soft around her face.
Dodong wanted to touch her, but he felt that feeling of embarrassment once again.
You give him... You give him.
He heard a thin voice and it pierced him queerly. He was happy.
Blas was not Dodong's only child. Many more children came.
For six years, a new child came along. Dodong did not want any more children, but they came. It seemed like it could not be helped. Dodong got angry with himself sometimes.
Teang did not complain, but the bearing of children told on her. She was shapeless and thin, now, even if she was young. There was so much work to be done, cooking, laundering, the house, the children.
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