This Is Your Baby [Lat]

Again, Covering Other Obstacles

"Now I know why we got married, because I was pregnant first and raped by you!"

Mario's body freezes in Davina's doorway. The pillow thrown by the sweet figure right hit his chest was not touched at all. Davina's sudden statement, approaching 100% truth. Where'd he know? Is his memory back?

"Why silence?" sergeant Davina squinting.

"Curtain! It turns out my guess is right!" Davina sneered while holding her chest in disbelief.

Alleged ...

Mario looked down at the pillow lying at the end of his foot. Exhaling a sigh of relief. Just a guess ... she thought this sweet figure her memory had recovered.

"I didn't rape you!" Mario said firmly and loudly. Again while speaking he threw his gaze in the other direction. He lied to his own conscience.

"lik! Then why were you talking like that?"

"That's because you .. keep saying that I raped your sister." Mario answered calmly, leaning against the wall and putting his right hand into the pocket of his chino pants.

Davina fell silent. Indeed, at first, he was the one who accused Mario of his own thinking. He suspects Mario is a man who is not responsible for his brother and Baby El. Blame her brother and her parents, always silent not to answer. Until he speculated like that.

This girl let out a short sigh, although in the corner of her heart was in disbelief. But what power, that's what Mario tells the truth.

"OK, I can accept your excuse .." Davina said trying to stabilize her emotions. "Where is the photo you said I was sulking for misunderstanding your affair?"

As if unsatisfied, Davina kept pressing other questions to Mario.

"I burned the photo. Why keep it, 'cause it's just a picture of my family's engineering." Mario stroked his nose. Of course there are no photos, because it is not like that.

"Hn! Too bad." Davina sneered, sitting her ass back to the side of the bed.

"That's how." Mario smiled thinly. Inching closer towards Davina.

"Wait a minute ..."

Mario stopped his pace, raising his eyebrows next to his. "What else?"

"Why did you submit a reference letter to me at the time? Are we divorced?"

Holy hooch! Mario rubbed his face. He forgot the documents that Davina had torn at that time.

"No. When you sulked at me, you darkened your eyes and filed divorce papers with me. But I haven't responded in three months. Then that's it, I want you to take it back."

Davina. How far has he acted in the past? The corner of his cherry lips grinned.

"Vina, I hope you don't do that" continued Mario, agitated, as if knowing the meaning of the grin on Davina's lips. He was really scared. If Davina continues her lawsuit, it will definitely hurt to come back because she knows the truth, that Mario was the one who filed for divorce with Davina. But for whatever reason, Davina did not respond until she lost her memory. And he did not know how the fate of the divorce papers he filed with the local government at that time.

"Vienna ..."

Davina let out a short breath. Of course he wouldn't go that far. He also thought about the fate of Baby El in the future. He only bullies Mario, and finds out how far Mario is serious about him.

"Alright I agree with you, we refer back."

"Huft, thank you ..."

"Eh don't be happy first-" Davina said fiercely, holding back Mario's move back.

"Why is that?" Mario linked to his two eyebrows, impatiently wanting to immediately grab Davina's body to his embrace.

"Because I don't know what happened in the past. Whether or not you're right, don't expect me to change my attitude a little better."

Mario's chest rumbles. He realized, this was the reward he had to receive if he wanted to return to this sweet figure.

"Sound Mario! We better keep our distance, especially there should be no skinship between us," Davina said. Somehow ... his little heart felt that the relationship he and Mario did not run smoothly in the past.

Mario chuckles. "Where there is a husband and wife to keep their distance, let alone no skinship at all. Weird." Finished saying that. Mario's forehead frowned faintly. It seemed, his words were more insinuating to him in the past.

"No! Ku bil--- Hey! Kan, I warned you to keep your distance from me!" pekik Davina gasped. Unexpectedly, suddenly Mario had hugged her.

"Mario le..pask!"

This man shook his head. He did not falter, even though Davina continued to rebel in his arms. This is both times. She hugged Davina, after her meeting the other day. And as she hugged this sweet figure, her heart split in two. Feeling guilty and happy at the same time.

"You hear me, Mr Archielo? Unhand me!"

"No. Leave it for a while like this. I miss you .." said Mario hoarsely.

Also guilty of you .. he continued in his heart while closing his eyes. Narrowing the head on Davina's narrow shoulders. His nose sipped the fragrant aroma that was emanating on the body of his sweet figure. Just realized, why didn't she hug Davina like this.

Davina bit her lip. At the moment he is confused how to behave. Really he was upset and rowdy in Mario's arms. Moreover, he was unable to control his heart beat that increased sharply.

"Mario, I think that's enough. I'm claustrophobic." Davina thought Mario had hugged her for a long time, counting down the number one hundred on her head.

*this Is Your Baby*

Mommy, Daddy ...

Davina looked at her parents who waved at her through the mirror reflection of the car rearview mirror. This woman breathed a heavy sigh. His heart was sad, and it was very hard to leave it to his two parents alone in this village. The two repeatedly reject the offer of Mario and Davina - follow them to the city of Vancouver. They reasoned not to burden Mario, and indeed this is where they are. Spend their peaceful old age here, without the hustle and bustle of the capital.

Davina couldn't do much more, other than obey her parents' wishes. After all, he could still leave at any time to his house here, as quickly as possible by driving a private vehicle.

"Don't be sad, every weekend we can come back here, look at Mommy and Daddy." Mario opens the conversation. Glancing at the rear-view mirror, Davina's parents now look like little dots from a distance.

"I know!" Davina pouted and turned to look out the window.

"And don't touch me!" he continued, shaking the back of his hand touched by Mario.

*this Is Your Baby*

Mario stopped his car right in the parking lot of his residential apartment complex. Unbinding his seat belt. Get out of the car, and drop Davina's suitcase from the trunk.

Davina remained in the car. Looking at the apartment complex building in front of him. He thought Mario would take him to the Archielo family mansion. He took her to his condo.

His memory alone had not dried up about yesterday. Davina remembers clearly. He fled yesterday in this place. When remembered again. Davina became embarrassed to imagine his attitude, which seemed like a hobby once run away from Mario.  Especially after Mario recounted his past, when he ran away from the mansion due to misunderstandings between them.

"Vina, how long do you want to sit in there?" The heavy sound of Mario was able to make Davina gasp from her daydream. Davina blinked at a glance, looking at Mario who was standing beside her - opening the door for her.

"Or do you want me to buy you something like this too?"

"No, thank you. Because it'll make you bother having to go back and forth from the police station because of my carelessness." Davina immediately went down, leaving Mario behind; chuckling as she admitted her own carelessness.

"Why not just go to your mansion?" Davina tries to line Mario's steps, walking to the apartment lobby carrying his suitcase, while he himself holds Baby El. This baby was so picky during the trip. Just give her breast milk and lulled a little, then this baby will calm down.

"No. Because this is where we usually live." Mario answered straightforwardly. Again, his own words invited him to frown at a glance.

Of course it's a lie. Formerly. He never once invited Davina here, anything else to take her anywhere. Instead, Mario ignores Davina's whereabouts in the mansion. Never thought Davina was around, even closing her eyes and ears when her mother-Roxanne-and her sister-Lily-be made an evil bully of Davina.

*this Is Your Baby*

"This is our room." Mario opens the door to his room, allowing Davina to enter first. Then he followed her, putting Davina's suitcase into the walk-in door of the closet on the right.

Davina noticed the interior of this large room. Then cringing. If this is really his room and Mario. Why the atmosphere of the room tends to Mario style. Looks so cold and gloomy??? If you follow the taste, at least there is a bright atmosphere in this room. Like for example, a picture of a big yellow banana on his blanket. Like in his room, in his parents' quarters.

"City ..."

Davina turned her head, turning her focus to pay attention to this room. Look at the eagle eyes Mario. His lips faintly pouted, objecting to Mario calling him that.

"Who are you calling? Baby El?"

Mario chuckles amusedly. "You think?"

Davina turned the eyeball, then raised both shoulders.

Mario little thump. "I had the handyman renovate the room next door for Baby El's room, and it was directly connected to ours."

"I don't think it's necessary. Baby El can sleep with me."

"Where?"

"On that bed!" Davina pointed at the large bed beside her.

Mario nodded. In the middle of it was a baby. While he wants to sleep alone with Davina. Hugged his body tightly, without any obstructions.

"But it's a special bed ..." we ... Mario licked his dry lips.

"...i mean, I made a baby box for Baby El, next to the main bed." Mario corrected his words while coughing a small cough.

"Hn, what a pity. I don't think the baby box will be used, because me and Baby El sleep never apart."

"From now on, we have to get used to it. Let Baby El have his own bed." Mario takes over Baby El from Davina's hands.

"Crawler! You agree with Daddy, don't you." Next pinch the pinched cheek padlocks Baby El.

Davina stared haughty at Mario's eagle eyes. "No! I decided. Baby El will sleep in that bed too."

Mario groans faintly. "I guess let Baby El try---"

"I don't want to hear any other reason! Or you choose we sleep separately in another room. Which one to choose?" Davina gave Mario a tough choice.

Mario took a long sigh. "All right, I agree. Baby El sleeps in our bed."

Davina smiled happily. Look back at this room.

"What's wrong? Is there anything less?" mario asked, guessing the faint frown on Davina's forehead.

"You said this is our room, right?"

"Hm, right."

"Then, why doesn't the room have any of my tastes?!"

Again, Mario must rack his brain to lie again. Of course it raises a question in Davina's mind - one that is so critical of her. This is his private room, no one has ever touched and changed his taste in this room.

"Kan, I told you, you're too mad at me. To destroy everything in our room. Bring out all your clothes and stuff from here--oh, I just remembered!" Mario gives Baby El into Davina's hands again.

"I have to call the contractor, remind the workers, that tomorrow they can start working." Mario switched this uncomfortable conversation.

"Just look at the room first, if anyone wants to change just tell me," he added, patting Davina's head. This man immediately twisted his body, ignoring Davina's annoyed scream. In silence, he stroked his chest. Again he had to lie small to cover up another big lie.

Don't forget guys, beautiful & handsome brothers, sisters who emes 😍, love first let the spirit write the story 🤗😉, okay 👍.

See you in the next chapter of 🤗💜.