This Is Your Baby [Lat]

Prologues

In the middle of a silent night, the clattering of footsteps was so loud that it hurriedly welcomed the endless long ringing from the living room. It roared as if he was touching the ears for a moment. The old woman grumbled indistinctly, a little annoyed at the caller - disturbing the tranquility of his comfortable rest.

"Yes, the Oswalden family residence. Can I help you?!" greet the woman kindly amidst the hoarse sounds of waking up in her sleep.

"Come to the Canadian International Hospital, a patient named Davina Oswalden had an accident--"

The old woman's body trembled violently, her legs unable to support her old body anymore. Until he was inching to fall limp on this cold floor. Isakan for the sake of a small sob escaped the blemish of her tightly clenched lips - when she heard the news that shocked her world. Without realizing it, the phone he was holding so tightly had been released from earlier - left hanging just next to him. Even the sound of the call of the hospital operator from the old-fashioned telephone speaker, no longer heard by the ears of this old woman.

"Hallo?! Hello?! ...."

The old woman could only be stupefied, unable to do anything more. She's confused. Even when his daughter came, he didn't realize it.

"Mom .. Who called?" The voice of the woman was younger than him, interrupting him - breaking his confusion.

"Courtesy ... Vina accident ..."

　

　

*this Is Your Baby*

　

　

The roar of breath was panting along with three pairs of legs continuously running around. In a state of panic and panic, the passageway they walked through seemed to have no end. The smell of drugs and the boisterous sound; both the patient and the hospital, fused in the air to fill the white building. Unheeded again by these three pairs of legs, constantly running after time.

The middle-aged man forcibly opened the tightly shut door. Ignoring the prohibition call from the nurse who was standing guard in front of the receptionist counter.

"Doctor how is our daughter?!" exclaimed the middle-aged man amidst the roar of his bawling breath.

The doctor turned around. And the three eyes of the person behind him were immediately fixed on a sweet figure on the bed. Their lips are mute, their bodies stiff. Their world stopped turning.

Davina Oswalden, their son or their sister. Lying weakly helplessly on the bed with a ventilator connected through a hose to his mouth; as the oxygen of his present life. While the monitor on the side, continues to show graphics up and down Davina's body performance movements.

"Seeing from his head that hit hard. It's likely that Davina's patient will have amnesia. At the time of awakening, the possibility ...he memory will return to the events of two years ago," explained the young doctor who specifically handles Davina.

"I-that means ... the two years I've been living now-my daughter doesn't remember?!" ask the head of the family-Mr. Oswalden-- while continuing to look at the sweet face of this second daughter.

Steadily, the young doctor who was currently wearing the round-frame glasses nodded.

"Geez!" Mrs. Oswalden choked, immediately shut his mouth tightly, unable to imagine his daughter could not remember the life of the last two years.

Everyone stared fixedly at the figure of Davina. Their attention turned to the tiny five-month-old baby boy in Arlana, Eleanore Oswalden or ....

"So Vina we won't remember who Baby El is, Mom?" Arlana is getting closer and closer to her funny niece. It was as if someone else was staking out the existence of this tiny figure.

"Yes ...."

"That means, everything related to that person ... that family ... was also forgotten?!"

　

　

*this Is Your Baby*

　

　

"Mom, Dad! Vina sober ..."

The middle-aged woman and man were jolted awake from his sleep when their first daughter cried out in panic and joy. Suddenly they ran towards the bed with a feeling of anxious expectation.

Has this sweet figure forgotten them?

"Vina, do you know us?!" Ny assault. Oswalden impatiently waited for his son to recognize the circumstances around him.

"Where is this?! This was not my room," Instead of answering the worried question of the person closest to her, the sweet figure scoured the entire foreign-looking room in her eyes.

"At the hospital, son," the middle-aged woman replied. Her heart skipped a beat, nervous about her daughter's sweet figure.

"Vina, do you know who's standing in front of you?" repeat the woman again.

Davina frowned at a glance at her mother's question.

"Eung .. of course Mommy---" Davina stopped her sentence at a glance, then her iris turned on the middle-aged man beside her mother. "It's Daddy, and Lana's sister," he pointed out alternately.

"Yes, you're right. It's us, dear."

Simultaneously everyone breathed a sigh of relief, once this sweet figure recognized all of his family members.

Davina's eyebrows are intertwined, when she turns to stare at the adhesives of an almond-haired baby, with a puffed-up cheek, with clear brown eyes like her. The baby also stared innocently at himself while sucking his tiny thumb.

"La-then ..who's that cute baby in Kak Lana's sling?!"

All was silent for a moment. The three looked at each other. The two women nodded their heads, looking meaningfully at the head of the family, giving up the decision completely on the middle-aged man.

"His name is Eleanor Oswalden. Baby El, she's your sister's daughter, Arlana."

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