This Is Your Baby [Lat]

Helping Sister-in-law

"How many times have I stuck to Mommy, don't bother DAVINA again!"

Roxanne gasped on her couch, even her heart almost jumping out when she heard Mario's loud scream - filling the room full of AC.

Luckily his bedroom was soundproof. So, no matter how much people shout - as much energy - no one hears it. One more thing, Roxanne was very grateful in her heart. Andrew, her husband is not in this room, or rather overtime out of town.

"Is this Mommy's hobby of ruining my household?" Mario stared hard at Roxanne.

The woman still put on a flat face, even though she had previously been rocked by a powerful storm. However, it seems unaffected. Roxanne can turn things around, like Mario. Perhaps the derivative of Roxanne, Mario is good at controlling his feelings in such a way in front of his opponent.

"What do you mean, Rio?! Mommy doesn't understand. Ruin your household? Disturbing Davina again?!"

"Don't pretend anymore, Mom. I already know everything."

"Knowing what?!"

"God! Forget it, Mom." Mario said bitterly.

This time Mario lost to Roxanne. He can't control his feelings, facing Roxanne who is good at kink. Repeatedly this young man sighed in frustration as he looked at the face of the mother was fine, even though he had harmed the daughter-in-law. By sending his men to kidnap Davina.

And the indifference and haughty attitude of Roxanne, successfully provoked Mario's anger more overflowing. Clearly visible fine veins in Mario's hand when clenching it. I want him to punch someone for now. If Roxanne wasn't his mother, maybe ....

Mario rubbed his face, lowering his emotions slightly. Yeah, whatever. Roxanne is still her birth mother, a woman who is willing to endure pain in order to bring her into this world. There is a saying, as evil as both parents to you. You should still respect him, however.

"Mom, don't bother Vina again! Don't make me an ungodly child by fighting Mommy to defend my wife!" continued Mario, implying disappointment in his hoarse voice, but the volume did not go down for a second.

Roxanne snorted at the frustrated tone of her son. And he also did not expect Mario to do so, being disobedient to him.

"Ck! That means you still chose Vina, even though Mommy told you to leave her!" sindir Roxanne fierce. Very dislike for Mario's actions, so much as to protect Davina.

Mario breathed heavily. Loosening his tie that slowly choked him, as if to suppress his feelings.

"Of course, Mom. I swear, I won't leave him, no matter what."

Roxane denounces loudly the oath of Mario. Glide freely without being digested first. "You swore too soon Mario. You should have weighed again who Davina is. Is it good for you."

"Whatever, I don't care." Mario raised both hands. "My words, Vina are the best for my life."

Roxanne rolled her eyeballs.

"And why, Mommy hates Vina so much? What's wrong with Vina on Mommy?" mario asked as if voicing back Davina's heart when drunk last night.

"If there is smoke, there is fire. I think Mommy knows what I mean, right." Press Mario when Roxanne doesn't answer.

Roxanne fell silent. At first glance Mario saw Roxanne's eyes moving restlessly. Emitting an incredible fear.

"There's no cause whatsoever Rio. Mommy hates him because he's not worth our family, that's all."

"Ck! I admit Mommy is good at putting up." Mario clucking. He gave up, not wanting to continue arguing with Roxanne. Start walking towards the door.

"...please, Mom. This is the last time, I ask. Don't bother Vina anymore. This time I'm passing, because Vina doesn't know who kidnapped her." Mario flipped his body, turning the doorknob. Lily was shocked in the doorway.

"And you, Lily. Don't waste your youth following Mommy's bad behavior." Mario advises, stroking the head of Lily who is still sculpting.

"Geez, why just showed up now stupid girl!" Roxanne throws a pillow right at Lily's body, when the girl closes the door after Mario leaves in this room. Lily throttled, not daring to argue.

"Ck! Stupid jerk. Why even wear all drunken shows. This is you, Lily grrr ..." Roxanne wanted to strangle Lily, if in front of her this was Davina.

Roxanne clenched her hands so tightly. Teeth gemelingtuk.

Mario, for you Davina is your life. But for Mommy. Davina is a source of problems that must be removed immediately. Sooner or later.

*this Is Your Baby*

Davina shut the door when the baby was just fast asleep. Makes him move a little freely to and fro. With a hasty step down the stairs. His stomach felt sick from hunger. He ate nothing all day, skipping breakfast and lunch. Her appetite disappeared instantly when faced with her mother-in-law.

"Hey, Vina!"

"Yes?" Davina looked at the person who called her. He saw Rie, raising his head behind the bedroom door.

"bue ... Can you help me, "pinta Marrie. "Well, if you don't mind. It only gives off a little energy," he continued, forming the letter O on his finger.

"Can. Ask for help what?" Davina came back up the stairs, just two steps down. Then he approached Marrie. Take out a big sack from his room. Smile at Davina.

"Help me drag this big sack down to my car."

Davina. Don't-don't Marrie want--

"I'm not running, Vina. This sack contains the stock of clothes for my boutique,” explained Marrie reading Davina's mind.

"Oh so yeah, hehehe, sorry. I'm wrong." Davina chuckled in shame, rubbing her nape. Martha shrugged both of her shoulders. Claims it. The two began to work together to drag his huge sack down.

*this Is Your Baby*

Roxanne sat on the side of the bed. Look at his dead cell phone. Just a few seconds ago it was connected to its business relationship. Dr. Marcus. As if ringing a dangerous warning alarm for him, Dr. Marcus just gave her the code.

"The secret medicine is over time."

Yep. A drug contains toxins, so that the brain nerves that play a role in forming memory remain damaged. Given the disease is only temporary, but can be permanent. That means he has to re-mint the drug to the sufferer. Otherwise, gradually the effects of the drug disappear, and the patient will return to health.

Roxanne crumpled the phone in her hand, as if the electronic object was a soft object. Back he recalled, Mario activities to Davina. For the past few weeks. Mario diligently takes Davina to see a neurologist.

Shit, I have to move quickly to get that medicine back.

*this Is Your Baby*

"Current. Turns out, this sack is pretty heavy." Davina grinned as she dragged the hard-earned sack of clothes towards the stairs.

"Of course, Vin. Because his clothes were compacted to such a crowded,” timpal Marrie. "Hn! Pretty damn, make our heads swollen, when hit by this sack."

"ah! I have an idea, we just roll it down. So we don't have to drag it like this." Davina gave a suggestion.

"Yup! That's what I always do when I'm alone, Vin."

Both pushed the sack. Started to roll down. Stop not far from the stairs. Davina and Marrie came down the stairs. On the sidelines down the stairs. Many times Davina's stomach makes a sound, until Marrie who heard it laughs.

"You're hungry, Vin. I'll put you something in VINA!"

*this Is Your Baby*

Mario stops his activities, reading email incoming messages on his computer screen. Slowly touched his heart. Suddenly it was pounding, accompanied by cold sweat on its forehead. Frowning at a glance, this was the only time he felt such a thing. Then looked up staring blankly at the ceiling of his work space. Both of his hands supported his head that was leaning comfortably on the back of the chair.

What'sthis?! Maybe I have heart disease?

Once again Mario felt his chest. And the heartbeat increased sharply, accompanied by a sense of tightness, very difficult to breathe. Mario shook his head slowly. Breathe in and breathe out slowly. Recording a glimpse of his forehead. Started to resume his work. Remind him to check the condition of his body when accompanying his wife nerve therapy to the hospital later.

*this Is Your Baby*

"VINA!”

Marrie gasped for a glimpse, just as he patted Davina on the shoulder, as they were pushed down the fifth step towards the base staircase. However, because it is not too focused. Davina, who was looking at Marrie, did not notice her steps until she slipped. And his forehead hit hard a sack filled with clothes. Marrie ran down the stairs. Approaching Davina.

"You okay, Vina?!" marrie asked worriedly, helping Davina sit leaning against the wall.

"Vina? Y-you're not k-why right?" Marrie asked again, when there was no answer from Davina.

"Vina, please. Say something. Don't make me worry."

“ ..... ”

"Vina ..." said Marrie. Seeing Davina's face so pale, her body shivered violently while hugging her knees. She cried? It must have hurt so badly to hit this sack of clothes that this sweet figure released a clear liquid in the corner of his eye. The words were not dry, if hit by this sack can cause swelling. This made Marrie even more frightened.

"It hurts, doesn't it, Vin? Then we go to the hospital just--"

"It's okay, Rie. I'm fine." Davina held Marrie's arm. He showed his wide smile. Then he touched his forehead and grimaced.

"God! Demi triangle pants superman. It's really sick, Rie."

Marrie grimaced at Davina's complaint.

"...that's why I cried. Don't laugh if I'm a whiny." Davina pouty.

Marrie shook her head, for her this isn't funny at all. Even though Davina tried to cover it up by saying silly once.

"Honestly, Rie. It hurts so bad. Hicks ..."

Marrie was shocked when Davina actually cried again sobbing. Show him-as a little boy who complains to his mother-dreams at his temple. And now also increased in the forehead.

"Sorry, Vin. I'll help me get treated."

"No apologies, Rie. I should have thanked you." Davina again smiled as bright as the sun. Instead, it invites a confused pain on the sweet face of Marrie.

Vina bizarre. Crying seemed to endure tremendous pain. And simultaneously smiling widely like that.

*this Is Your Baby*

Davina let out a short sigh, staring at the reflection of her face in the mirror. His eyes are so empty. I don't know what he's thinking. He nodded, clenching his hands.

The corner of his eye is heating up. However, it hurriedly wiped it off before it became a real circle and fell apart. He presses in such a way as not to spill, like he suppresses his own feelings.

Davina looked back at the reflection of her face in the mirror. Raising his chin up high, as if ready to face everything. Patting both sides of his cheeks. His hands fumbled the drawer, when it felt something was lacking. Gradually the corner of his cherry lips, forming his trademark smile.

"Well, this is good." Davina chuckled as she looked at her bangs tied up. Although reddish rashes on the forehead and temples disturb the eye view. However, it did not oblige him to stare at the lingering of his own face. Seeing his reflection smiled, making him able to forget for a moment the problems that were pressing on him. This young lady sighed. There's no more time. Sooner or later, he has to finish it.

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 🤗💜.