This Is Your Baby [Lat]

Keep loving me

Davina sat leaning quietly on the sofa, even though the place she was sitting in was a soft chair. Still can't feel comfort. In the air that has been contaminated with cigarette smoke, alcohol, and the sound of loud music from the game DJ-kian-kiannights increasingly hot-replacing music from the band Ravi. It was just over a few minutes ago.

Davina grumbled inwardly. His iris stared intently at Lily. Mourning Mario who even invited him to sit on the sofa, waiting for this drunk girl. Why don't you just get out of here and leave this girl alone.

"I can't leave Lily here alone, Vin. Danger. His friends are home, we just wait for Ravi and bring him home." Mario explained what was the subject of his wife's annoyance.

Davina breathed a heavy breath. Not answering. Yeah how else. He can't blame Mario. Where there is a brother left his sister alone in a place like this, drunk and alone as well. That's what Mario said. Dangerous.

But still ... Davina again let out a short breath. His regret, not just waiting for Lily. He was sure, the reason he was kidnapped earlier, must have been the mother-in-law and her sister-in-law. It's just that he hasn't found any evidence yet.

Davina randomly picked up the glass that had been filled with drinks in front of her. He's thirsty, and it doesn't matter what drink. What matters is that her thirst is gone. He frowned, as the strange-tasting drink entered his throat. Raising both shoulders, then glanced at Mario who had finished calling someone.

"Vina,” call Mario while putting the phone back in his pants pocket. "Tell me, why are you here?"

This man took a pinch of his wife's pony hair, and tucked it behind his ear. Mario frowned. His eagle's eyes caught a clear bluish bruise on his wife's temple.

"Where did you get this mark, Vin?" Mario grabs Davina's jaw to get closer to her, and sees clearly the bruise.

Davina brushed off Mario's hand. He grimaced when the tip of Mario's thumb accidentally pressed his bruise. And it caused the pain he had just felt.

"Sorry, Vin. It hurts." yeah." Mario restores Davina's bangs back to how they were.

Davina snorted, this time letting Mario do as he pleased with her. Smoothed his head.

"Why can I be here, also why did I get this bruise ..." Like a child complaining to her grandmother, Davina pointed her bruises at Mario. "...the answer is because earlier, I was in a click-through experiment." Press Davina.

His mind re-remembered a tense event a few hours ago. During the chase scene. Because of his carelessness, not looking ahead. He accidentally hit an electric pole.

"Lucky I got away with it." Upset Davina, threw her face towards Lily who muttered indistinctly.

So true. The person at the door was Mommy's man to hurt Vina. Turns out Mommy didn't bother me. God fucking.

"Do you know who kidnapped you?" mario asked him to measure how far Davina knew.

Davina shook her head and peeked sharply at Lily. "No! If I had known, I'd have caught him and thrown him in jail."

Mario was silent for a moment, I don't know what he was thinking. "You don't have to worry anymore, Vin. Let me take care of everything."

Davina just clucked, not spitting out another word. Prefer to vent his frustration on the bottle of drink in front of him. Mario looked at him.

"Vina, don't drink,” prevent Mario, hold his wife's arm. "That's alcohol ..." he continued. But it's too late. Davina had drunk the drink.

"Eh? Alcohol?! It tastes good too ..." Davina burps, emitting a pungent smell from her mouth. Then he chuckled with a flushed face. Murmuring is unclear.

"My head is turning.." he whined.

"Of course, you're drunk, Baby,” said Mario. Hurriedly reaching for Davina's body, before this sweet figure brushed to the side and struck Lily's body.

"Rio. "

Mario held his breath, as Davina's hand crept on his chest, rubbing it. While his head, leaning comfortably on his chest.

"If you find my abductee, you should report it to me. Understand," muttered Davina.

“ ..... ”

"Rio," whined Davina. "Why silence? Know it? It hurts so much in this chest." Davina's index finger pointed at Mario's chest.

"My heart hurts to see your Mommy and your sister's attitude towards me. Wh why? Why don't they like me."

"Sorry Vina." Mario sighed. She knew Davina felt the weight of it, long before Davina was amnesiac

"Rul." This time Davina's head went up, and was on Mario's neck. Sniffing the scent of this man's body.

"Hmmm. You smell good, Rio." Davina chuckles. His breath was blowing in Mario's neck. Makes Mario shudder and hold his breath. Really, within the next hour. He could not imagine that he would be able to survive again, if Davina continued to be in a position like this. Teasing her.

"Rio, you know, I got this bruise from hitting an electric pole, and then I stumbled over a rock, too, successfully rolling on the asphalt." Adu Davina throttled, opening up all the disgrace of her carelessness earlier.

"Ck! You're too careless, Vin-show your feet, I want to see!"

"It!" Davina lifted her foot on the table, not caring about hitting the bottle and almost falling. Luckily Mario was quick to respond, catching the bottle.

"Rio, you want to ask my feet too?"

Mario doesn't bother his wife. Pulling the end of Davina's jeans, then observe them closely. Sighing with relief, when not to find a less serious bruise on Davina's leg, when compared to a bruise on her temples.

"Next time don't be so careless, Vin. Even if you run, you have to be careful looking ahead." Carefully Mario lowered Davina's leg back.

"Ck! God fucking. Just be careful, if you find out who kidnapped me. I won't hesitate to report them to the police, let them rot to death in prison" Davina said.

From a distance Mario sees Ravi coming out the employee door with his bandmate. It joked for a moment, then twisted its body and walked towards it.

"Sister Rio? Why is it here?" Ravi stands behind Mario. A little implied unhappiness about the presence of Mario here, especially when at the end of the show earlier.

"Oh, I mean why did I know Vina was here. I didn't tell you." Ravi hurriedly corrected her sentence, upon finding a faint twitch in her brother's forehead. He didn't want to show Mario his true feelings. Mario is still his brother.

"From Mommy." Mario answered briefly, not wanting to clarify any further.

"You take Lily, I bring Vina," he said, commanding Ravi while referring to Lily who was making an unclear tirade at the end of the sofa.

Ravi grimaced at Lily, then turned to look at Davina, leaning comfortably on Mario's chest. "Why Vina? He's drunk too?"

"Hn, that's. Rav, you just take Lily with my car." Mario stepped up from his seat. Ripped his car keys in his suit pocket, and put them on the table.

Davina staggered and almost fell back. Ravi prepares to catch him, but is undone by his intentions, when he loses agilely to Mario. She had first taken Davina.

"Baby, can you walk alone?" ask Mario.

"Loof!" Davina stretched out her hand.

"All right." Mario immediately turned his body. "Go to my back, Vin." When he turned around a smile was present on the lips of this man.

Davina obeys Mario. Climb onto his wide back, wrapping both his hands around his neck, while his head is leaning comfortably on Mario's shoulders.

"You and Vina how?" ravi asked, at first glance she snorted-unlike the scene in front of her-before Mario flipped his body towards her.

"Get a taxi--- already, don't think about us. You just take Lily home. I don't want you to be taken by Mommy, because it's too late to bring her favorite daughter home."

"Hm, look at the situation." Mario twisted his body, walking away from Ravi blankly staring at Davina's back. In his mind, it could have been his position, had his brother not come.

"Ck! Goddamnit! Why wear drunk all over again." Ravi is the head of Lily.

"Loof!"

"Bring your head!"

　

　

*this Is Your Baby*

　

　

"Nrank ..." Davina spewed a thick liquid from her mouth. Put it all out on the sidewalk, right under the power pole. While Mario sat in his arms, waiting for Davina to finish spewing all the liquid. Without helping Davina at all.

"Have finished? You still want to puke? Then just spit it all out." Mario grimacing.

Of course, he didn't want Davina to vomit back when she was on his back. Something he dislikes the most. Found other people's vomit on his body. Even if it was Davina, the occupant of her heart. Say, he's allergic to vomiting people.

Davina rubbed her mouth. Stand in front of Mario.

"Jeez, Vina. Next time carefully choose a drink. Don't origin comot.” Mario grunts while reaching for a handkerchief in his pants.

Ignoring her stomach that wants to vomit. Mario rubbed the remaining liquid in the corner of Davina's mouth, on her t-shirt and jeans. Once clean, he threw it into the nearest garbage can.

"Now come up!" mario orders and flips his body. Before long he felt his back tighten, a pair of hands coiled around his neck and a puff of Davina's breath in his ears.

"You're heavy, like dead wood, Vin." Mario chuckles tightening his hand grip under Davina's thigh. When his wife realized, of course his hair was pulled.

"I'm heavy? What's heavier, my body or my heart?" Davina was unclear. Mario sighed hearing his wife's grievance.

"Sorry, Vina." Mario looked at the end of his shoe as he continued walking.

"Rio, look!"

"What?" Mario looked up and followed Davina's index finger, when they would reach another power pole.

"This is the one that made me bruise. Goddamnit! Electric pole, why don't you move when I run, heh." Davina pointed at the power pole as they passed by.

"Basic stupid power pole! Goddamn bum!"

Mario just kept listening to his wife. Keep walkin. Ignoring the people he passed. Occasionally stealing glances at them, or rather hearing Davina's strange chatter.

He continued down the path, not until when. He has no clear purpose. Tiredness is not felt. Yeah, because he's happy to do it. Linger holding Davina, under the dim lights of street lighting, and with clear skies as their backdrop.

When else could I feel something like this. When Davina regained consciousness, either from her hangeover or from her amnesia once.

"Vina." Mario glanced at Davina's haircut, small twitches blown by the wind.

"You love me, Vin?" Mario is intrigued to ask about Davina's heart to him. Usually, drunk people talk following their heart.

"Eum." Davina murmured faintly, swiping her hair down Mario's neck, making this man pound his teeth.

"Don't do that, Vin. Just answer my question." Erang Mario started to get frustrated with himself. "Pick love or not."

"Initially .. this heart .. does not love you. But then..."

"Then?" Mario paused for a moment. Her chest rumbled violently.

"I ... realize your presence .. means to me now ..."

"Then now?" Mario gripped Davina's thighs tightly, so as not to fall just like that when he was surprised to hear the continuation.

"Hm ... I.. men ..love you."

Although stammered, but Mario heard it clearly. Mario's lips instantly doubled, forming a wide smile like a fool.

"Say again, Baby. I didn't hear it." Lying Mario.

"Cin.ta ka..."

Mario almost jumped for joy when he did not realize Davina was being held.

"Who do you love?" ask Mario again. His heart was beating uncontrollably. His stomach was full of thousands of butterflies.

"dm ... You ..."

"What's his name?" Mario is smiling.

"Mario."

To be honest, Mario's feelings can no longer be described with words. It felt like Mario recorded Davina's words, and gave them to Davina the next morning when he woke up from his hangover.

"Tell me again, Vin. I want the whole world to know."

"Cin.ta... ka.mu.." whispered Davina quietly, now completely asleep.

"I love you too, Vina." Mario answered without hesitation. Cheek and lips of Davina at a glance when the sweet face of his wife facing him. Then he took a short breath while looking at the night sky.

Keep loving me, Vin. Until the day you can no longer say that word in your heart. Ii'm sorry.

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 🤗💜.