This Is Your Baby [Lat]

Baby El's

　

The sweet girl clutched tightly a box of milk in her thin body, her almond hair buds twitching in the wind. Slip the front strand of her hair that covers her forehead, then tuck it beside her ears, until you see beautiful eyes with a beam of brown irises in them.

Davina looked fixedly at the simple building in front of her, with plants of various types adorning her yard. The house he has lived in, from himself born to stand upright now, of course with his parents and one older sister, Arlana Oswalden.

Oh one more. Additional family members. A cute and cute baby. I don't know if she can't remember when her sister got married and had a five-month-old baby boy. Even she had never met the husband and father of this baby from her brother. How the shape of his face or maybe his name, does not know at all.

A week ago. Just when she opened her eyes for the first time, at the Canadian International Hospital. His sister - Arlana. Close-knit baby boy, whom he knows is often called Baby El by his family. And when he asked. Who is Baby El, her father replied it was her brother's son.

It invited various questions in his mind, but the intention to ask was immediately canceled, when he saw the expression of his brother's face - not ready to be asked questions by him. Until now, he has not dared to ask anything about Baby El to his brother and both parents.

Every time she wanted to direct the conversation who Baby El, her parents and brother avoided and shifted to other topics. It was as if they had a secret that he had not known all along.

Yep! Ever since he learned of the accident that almost took his life, his doctors and parents told him he had retrograde amnesia. Where he can't remember the events and events of the past two years. Including forgetting who Baby El is, the funny nephew.

Davina blew her bangs back. Her ears caught the sound of Baby El's cries echoing in her house, instantly throwing her back to earth from her momentary daydream.

The girl rushed her legs wide, hastily entering her yard. Maybe Baby El is thirsty, waiting for him to buy a box of milk that takes half an hour to go back and forth between his house and the nearest minimarket.

Half an hour ago, the milk supply for Baby El had run out. And he offered to buy it to the older brother who tried to silence Baby El's cry. Of course it would be troublesome if Arlana bought it herself, while the beautiful woman also had to babysit Baby El, not to mention to get ready to go to work.

Slightly sad, when she saw her brother's life. She single-handedly took care of her son, with no responsible husband by her side. Plus her sister who is a career woman. During this week, she - after coming to her senses from her momentary coma - babysits Baby El with their mother.

"I'm home .." said the sweet girl opening the door, immediately taking off her plain white sneakers and throwing them away. Heeded the call from his yard. The mother who grumbled to him, because accidentally stepped on his favorite vines. Well, just a day ago the mother planted it, and she just destroyed it.

Davina stared fixedly at her brother's back, trying to silence Baby El. Both her plump and round cheeks looked reddish as she continued to cry.

"Sister, this is the milk." Davina put a box of milk on the dining table.

"Ah, you're back too, Vina." Arlana looked at him. Smiling with relief was like a mounting problem in his chest - all this while squeezing him apart.

"Hurry up Brother, make the milk! Poor Baby El crying on."

Davina immediately grabbed and took Baby El from Arlana's hands, letting her sister make milk for Baby El.

"Well, why would he stop crying in your arms." Arlana grumbled loudly, starting to occupy herself behind the kitchen counter.

"Sister Lana, it's because I'm his Aunty-Huft. Brother anyway, work continues from morning until night. Baby El may forget who Mommy is.nya,” chirped Davina unconsciously. Hurriedly the girl covered her mouth, when she saw her brother's indecipherable facial expression.

"Forgetting her Mommy, yeah ...."

"Eh .. b-not that, sister,--ah I'm sorry, Brother Lana." Davina stuttered. She bit her lips hard and stared guiltily at her brother. Because of his words, the beautiful woman became a little disturbed, and stopped for a moment brewing milk.

"Hm! It's okay, Vina. Don't think about it." Arlana smiled wryly, exhaled a short breath and returned struggling with Baby El's milk.

“Sorry, yes, Sister,” watered Davina.

“Iya, yes. Brother has forgiven you. Don't think about it anymore. Okay?”

“Oke.” Although still stuck in her heart, Davina forced her plum lips into a small smile. He watched so closely Arlana while thinking of something.

"Sister, may I ask you something?" ask carefully.

"Hmm."

Davina took a short breath, she assumed her sister's muttering sign agreed to her question later.

Yep! He could no longer bear the high curiosity in his mind, and there had to be an answer from the lips of this woman five years older than him.

"Is that right, Baby El's father,-- Brother Darrel?!"

The tremos in Arlana's hand slid free from her hand, falling smashed to the floor.

"Lana? Vin---jeez! What's going on, son?"

Their mother's voice rippled between the two's behavior, the old woman immediately grabbed Baby El from Davina's hands. The baby was crying, surprised by the sound of a broken object just now.

Meanwhile, Davina still gasped in shock and quietly flinching simultaneously, puzzled at her brother's reaction. From his reaction, was it really his sister's boyfriend who did that? Or is there another guy?

"Nothing's going on, Mom, it's just that my hands are a little slippery-eung, can Mommy take Baby El away for a second?" pinta Arlana while biting her lips. Staring fixedly at the middle-aged woman in front of him, as if understanding the code from Arlana, their mother immediately left, previously rubbing the shoulders of Davina who was still sculpting on the spot.

"Ah, I'm sorry, brother. I-I shouldn't have asked like that, "sorry Davina, immediately helped Arlana clean up the broken glass - after being able to master her surprise earlier.

Arlana took a short breath, as she stared at Davina who swept the remaining floor of the broken glass tremos.

"Vina, not Darrel Baby El's real father. One day ... You'll find out who Baby El's real father is."

Davina fell silent. If it wasn't Darrel Thompson, who would it be? All she knows about Arlana's ex-boyfriend lately is of course Darrel. After breaking up from Darrel, Arlana does not look close to any man.

If you marry another man, where is your husband? Every time she was asked like that, her brother just smiled. Not saying or refuting.

"Here you go, Vina, don't think about Brother or Baby El. When the time comes, Brother will unlock all his secrets."

"Eung, yeah, I get it, brother. Sorry for asking that question." Davina looked down, twirling the broom handle in her hand. Guilt danced wildly in his mind.

Arlana patted her shoulder gently. "Don't understand,--- ah, can you make the milk?"

"okay." Davina gave a small nod, looked at Arlana's back, immediately grabbed her formal blazer draped in the dining chair and hurriedly put it on, while looking at her makeup reflected in the glass of the kitchen cupboard. At first glance the woman glanced at the watch on her wrist.

"Aih, it seems like Big Brother is really late to the office, where there is a visit from the central company again," Arlana grumbled beginning to panic. Davina who noticed Arlana's frantic behavior only smiled amusedly.

"As usual, Vina, baby El, yes," continued Arlana.

"Yes, I know, brother. Leave everything to me."

"Hum, thanks, Vina. You're always reliable." Arlana smiled faintly, once again staring at Davina's sweet face.

"Errr, if this is the case, you should be the one who deserves to be Mommy Baby El, compared to me, Vina." Arlana grunts wearing her maroon heels. It was clear to her expression that she still wanted to be free - without being burdened by the baby in her current life.

"Eh? Me?" Davina scratched her head, putting the broom back in its original place.

"Hu'um, right. You've been babysitting Baby El all day, feeding her, putting her to sleep, and she'll be quiet and fussy in your arms,---I think you're a good fit for her Mommy."

Davina pursed her lips, a little objection, isn't she her sister? Time to be Mommy? He should be his Aunty.

"Oh, Brother. But, in fact, it's Mommy's Baby El, after all I'm your sister, where it could be Mommy, of course I'm her Aunty," Davina argued, immediately re-brew the new milk for Baby El.

Arlana was silent at Davina's words. Biting her lips, staring at my sister's back, then shaking her head, getting rid of the unpleasant feeling that slipped in her heart.

"Mommy bladder yes .." muttered Arlana while exhaling a short breath, immediately turned around and passed away from the kitchen with a branched mind in her head.

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