THE SMITH'S (A Sequel Of Not Just Friends)
PART 202'S
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Varen’s POV
That time ...
Among the sad I feel happy. Sad because I was afraid of losing Momma, and I thought the baby in Momma's stomach, the sister I was waiting for – wait did not survive, because Momma had a great accident.
When I came with Mommy and Oma who had been crying when Nina said that Momma was in an accident and her condition was quite severe, I also cried. Even wept before the news by phone from Uncle Nino arrived.
I don't know why that day I missed Momma so much that I cried, I don't know why. Maybe because
my relationship with Momma is so close and close. I love her so much, like I love my own Mommy, Mommy Ara.
And when they say there's a little baby in Momma's stomach, I can't wait to see that baby come out of Momma's stomach. I am curious and can not wait to see the creature called ‘adik’ immediately.
I met Dad at the Hospital when I, Mommy and Oma arrived. Dad looks unnatural with his face that looks puffy.
Instantly I was afraid, afraid that Momma was already ‘away’. Dad hugged me, sobbed a little and said that Momma was good – was fine, only Momma was still asleep.
When I saw that Momma did not open his eyes, with a bandage on his head, and a refutation on his neck, as well as several wounds on other parts of his body, as well as a tool – hospital equipment attached to Momma's body, my crying is getting louder. And I saw that Momma's belly, which was big at the time, was no longer big. I think, Momma is not good – is fine.
Poppa was by Momma's side. Poppa's usually stern face was completely different. Totally different. Poppa looks messed up, looks ruined. His face was grim and he often shed tears. But Poppa smiled as he looked at me, wiping away his tears. Took me closer to her who was sitting next to Momma.
Poppa hugged me.
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“What will Momma die, Poppa?.”
“No My Prince .... Momma was just asleep ..”
“But why does Poppa cry constantly?.”
“I’m okay, My Prince.. You don't cry huh?. Later Momma sad.”
“Iya.... Poppas...
“Daddy ..”
“Ya My Boy?.”
“Why is Momma's stomach no longer big?. Is my sister dead?.”
“No dear, your little sister is safe. Aunt Judith and Uncle Owen have helped save her.”
“Where is he?. Can I see it?. Is he like me?.”
“She's a girl My Boy. A beautiful sister. So pretty. You want to see it?.”
“Iya Daddy, I want to see it now.”
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At that moment.
That second.
For the first time I saw him.
A little baby in a glass box they call an incubator.
Tiny, seemingly calm, with eyes closed wrapped in a blanket of pink wrapped so tightly on his tiny body. Beautiful, like Momma.
But I haven't been allowed to touch it, I can only see it behind the glass.
Oh my God .. she's like the doll I see in Toy Stores, but that little baby is prettier than all the dolls in the world I think. She's very pretty, too pretty even.
I asked her name, Dad said Poppa hasn't given it a name yet. Poppa hasn't even seen her yet, because Poppa wants to see her with Momma. He was like a shining star in our gloomy day while waiting for Momma to come to her senses. So I gave her a name, a call before Poppa and Momma gave her a name later.
Little Star's.
Little Star.
Small Stars – Ku.
I was right – really wanted to touch and hug him. But at that time they said they couldn't, because it wasn't time for my little sister to be taken out of that glass box.
I waited patiently for her, waiting for my beautiful little sister to be taken out of the glass box. I was so patient that I insisted on not going home until I could touch her.
Sometimes I like to be amused myself when I remember that time. How everyone was racing to persuade me to come home and come again the next day, until they waited for me to get tired until I fell asleep and kept quiet – quietly took me home.
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I whined to get us to the Hospital immediately when I heard Momma was conscious.
Besides, I was thinking, if Momma was conscious, it would mean that Little Star would be taken out of the glass box just like the Sleeping Princess in Snow White. I became very impatient.
That day I was glued.
When Poppa brought Little Star closer to me.
Told me to carry it. And I'm silent. Seeing Little Star move slowly in the blanket that wrapped it made me seem unable to move my body, and everyone laughed at my nervousness at that time.
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“This, Little Starmu. Don't you really want to touch her, My Prince?.”
Poppa said to me, who was sitting on the sofa in the room where Momma was being treated. I saw Momma
smile and nod at me.
I accepted too. My little star, placed on top of both hands, and Mommy positioned my hand to hold it tightly but still hold Little Star with her hand. Afraid to slip out of my grip that day was right – was right for the first time holding a baby.
“She's beautiful, right?.” Mommy told me.
“Very Mommy .. she ... very beautiful ... and funny ..”
The first time I touched it. My Little Star, my Little Star. Her skin is soft. Her face is so adorable. Makes me curious...
“Can I kiss her?.”
I asked Poppa and he nodded with a smile and then chuckled.
I've felt it ever since. The vibration I didn't understand meant when I kissed Andrea's cheek as a baby, when I held her for the first time.
But if now I'm bright – blur told Poppa.
“Can I kiss her?.”
Poppa must have said.
“Do you want to die?.”
Haha, it's been imagined Poppa's face that is very sad if I say want to kiss his daughter. But Poppa loves me. I know it. From the past until now. Poppa knows how much I love Andrea.
Poppa once said ...
“If you want to take care of her, take care of her with all your heart. If you want to continue living with her, make sure it's in here.” (Poppa pointed at my chest). “Only there is Andrea a.”
And yes indeed, from the moment Andrea appeared to the world, in this heart there was only one. No matter how many girls my age who often swarm, tease even bright – blatantly declare like me like a bully fly. But they, I don't look at a single thing.
The Universe seemed to rotate at one point, as Andrea's tiny hand clasped my index finger for the first time.
L loved her. A crazy love, a love that makes no sense. I loved a woman from when she was a baby. Until now ... until the little baby is seventeen years old today.
I Love You Miracle Andrea. long ago, now and forever.
Varen’s POV off
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‘Awarming.’ Varen's mind when he had released Andrea's lips that had been breathed short but soft. Pecking it very carefully – hearts like lips is a crystal that should not be broken.
Andrea's blushing face, looks embarrassed – shy to lower her face.
“Abang loves you, from the past until now. seventeen years it feels enough to keep it meeting – meetings here, Little Star ..”.
Varen pointed at his left chest and one hand clasped tightly onto Andrea's blushing, glued and
froze. Sometimes blink – blinked his eyes quickly, because he still could not believe a few seconds ago the lips of the brother he loved stuck gently in his lips.
‘Haish, do not install such an expression Little Star ..’ The angry brother's mind. “What is angry Drea, Brother kiss Drea?.”
Andrea lowered her gaze then shook her head slowly. “Drea.”.
“See Brother.”
Varen cupped Andrea's face again and looked at her again sticky –.
“No one loves you, like I do (No one loves you, like I love you ), Miracle Andrea.
“I love you too, Brother.”.
“I Love you More, Little Star ..”
“Drea dream flavor, Brother expressed love with Drea ...” Andrea said after releasing her embrace but her face was so close to Varen. “Umm... But you really love Drea?. Not because Abang pityed because Abang knew Drea loved Abang not as a sister to her brother?.”
Varen cupped the face of Andrea who was biting her lower lip.
‘Hish, if they're not waiting downstairs, it feels like I'd like to kiss Little Star's lips again for longer. Ah, baby if only frowned ... Hishhhh!... Brother who bites Drea's lips can't be? ..’
“Abaanng...”.
Andrea's voice returned the focus of the brother from the lower lip of Andrea who had been bitten slowly by the driver.
“I – yes? ..”
“Abang has not answered Drea's question earlier ..”
“Questions .?.” My brother was a little annoyed by the sal fok ama lips Andrea.
“Abang is thinking about what the hell?.”
“Bibir.”
“Bi? ..”
“Ah – eh .. You don't like to bite your lips like that, later wound.”
Varen swallowed his saliva. Andrea only mangosteen – mangosteen.
“Come!.”
“Where?.”
“Momma and others are already waiting for you under.”
“Wah there is a Surprise Party for me?.”
“That's..” Varen chuckled small. "As always...."
“Come Brother!.” Andrea got up quickly. Seemed Enthusiastic. Varen chuckled at him. Andrea with his behavior that always looks adorable to Varen.
“Sini!.” Varen is still sitting in bed patting – patting his shoulder.
“Engga ah! It's been carried, Drea road!.” Sahut Andrea because he understood the Varen code if the brother told him to hold the back as usual.
“Come, hurry up Princess .. Here!.” Varen said back patting – pat his shoulder.
“Ummm okay! But later if I get mocked Abang responsibility huh?.”
‘New Brother kiss. That was it for a moment too. Time has to be responsible?.’
“Abaaanggg..”
“Iyaaaa .”
“Well it dong! ..”
Andrea also positioned himself on the back of Varen who then raised it.
“Dr-eaa.” Varen sounded nervous.
“Abang really scented.”
Andrea sniffed around Varen's neck until the tip of his nose touched the brother's neck. Inhaling in – in Mint scent that out Andrea's nose. The same smell as my brother's breath. Aroma that gives the impression of masculine and adult in men – men who wear it.
“I – iyya. but don't be like that, this amused brother. What if we fall?.”
“Iya, yes.” Sahut Andrea who then put his chin on Varen's shoulder.
‘Gosh!.’ Varen sat down, he was not a keenness anymore, but the fur on his neck was already bristling.
Because Andrea no longer sniffed it, but had rubbed his nose dredged Varen's neck which immediately felt an uncomfortable vibration in his body.
“Dr-eaaaa.
His voice grew nervous, slightly trembling. After seventeen years it feels different this time if Andrea does this to him.
“Resired Very fragrant, Drea likes!.”
“Iy – yes ... but don't do it ..”
Varen moved his neck.
“This Kenzo L’Eau yes Bang?.”
“Hu – um....” Sahut Varen who is trying to neutralize the breath plus the pounding and shakes that begin to hit
within him.
"I love it when you wear this perfume."
‘Please Dreaa ...’ Begging in the heart. There's a little bit of pain somewhere, because Andrea doesn't stop rubbing her neck.
Upset anyway, however, Varen is an adult man who is already sensitive to – things that smell of intimacy. Add this again ngusel the girl loved by the brother. And the beloved girl has transformed into a young girl into an adult.
Where is Andrea ngusel neck too, one of the branch server points that connect to the central server, ye khan??? ....
Time to snap Drea? It's not possible either, is it?. Mana Varen snapped at the adorable Little Star. But this boy seems not to understand that he is disturbing the peace of the central server, which can cause to – error – an.
‘Hish!. Regret me offering to carry him like this. Oh Drea .. You are not a ten-year-old girl anymore dear ....’
Varen brought his steps wide – wide to get out of his room immediately. For Andrea to immediately stop her actions on Varen's neck.
Brother a little migraine because - because of the use.
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To be continue........
