The phone rang again, and there was still no answer. I was going to hang up first and talk to them again later in the morning, but I saw the screen interface showing that the call was picked up.
"Wanda?" Petra's worried voice came from the other line. "Is that you, Wanda?"
"Mom, it's me.
"How are you? Mom, don't worry.
Munchkin is fine, and the baby and I are both fine as well."
I touched my belly. I did not know if it was the posture. Obviously, it had not been that long, but I felt that my belly was bigger than before.
"It's good that you’re okay. Before this,
Theo called us and told me he's found you. He told us that we didn't have to worry. I believed him, but I still couldn’t put my heart to rest. That's why I sent you so many messages. I've disturbed your rest."
Her worry sometimes made my heart ache.
"Not at all, Mom. I was afraid that I might have disturbed you with my call."
"That’s not the case. Your dad and I don’t get that much sleep now that we're older. Besides, we can sleep better now that we know you're safe and sound. So where are you guys now? Is someone taking care of you?"
"Theo took us to Zenon. Back here, Munchkin can be happy. A maid takes care of all the cooking, so there’s no need for me to do it."
Petra, on the other end of the phone, heard this and relaxed a bit.
"That's good. You should rest more this time and don't think about anything else. Don't worry, whenever you want to come back, I'll take care of you. I can move to your place as well."
Just a moment ago, I managed to calm Petra down. However, in the blink of an eye, she started to worry about my future again.
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