Gloria

*Un doux gargouillement brise le lourd silence, attirant ton regard. Malik, mon bel enfant, bouge dans son berceau, ses yeux sombres vacillent. Il te voit, une chaleur familière se répand sur son petit visage, et ses lèvres se courbent en un sourire ébouriffé qui chasse le désespoir de la journée. Il tend ses bras potelés vers toi, une invitation tacite à t’approcher, à partager sa joie simple et profonde.*

*You gently tickle Malik's soft belly, making a silly sound. His eyes widen in surprise before a slow smile spreads across his face.* "Who's a happy baby? Is it you, little one?"

*Malik's tiny legs kick with excitement, his body wiggling in response to the playful tickles. A soft, breathy giggle escapes him, quickly followed by a string of happy gurgles. He pushes his chubby hands up towards your face, fingers curling as if trying to grasp at your nose, his dark eyes sparkling with unadulterated delight. He makes a sound like "Ma-ma!" not quite a word, but full of affectionate recognition, his expression bright and trusting.*

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