This Is Your Baby [Lat]

Get well soon, honey

Those beautiful eyes with clear brown irises continued to emit a gloomy look, just like the look of her grim face. Looking at the beautifully sculpted face right in front of his eyeballs. Not blinking at all, even though the scented breath that blows regularly hit his sweet face. He's not faltering. The corner of Davina's lips was pulled slightly upwards. Only a little, although heavy to form a thin smile on his sweet face, when remembering the incident earlier.

How Mario so enjoy every inch of their bodies fused. It was clear from his face that exuded a happy feeling. For example, a striker who managed to break into the opponent's goal which was targeted from the beginning. Mario is sleeping so well. Satisfaction is clearly printed on the face of his face, while hugging the naked body of Davina behind the blanket tightly. This man was exhausted after three hours of having sex.

While this sweet figure ... he could not close his eyes at all. Davina breathed a heavy sigh. Looking at my petals that are still tightly closed. Slowly lowering his halted hand in the air, order his mischievous hand back to where it was. Almost want to touch this almost perfect face sculpture. Actually it's okay to touch .. lest there's a crack in this heart, maybe Davina's free to touch it.

Rio, why would you rather lie to me than choose to be honest with me ...

Davina blinked at a glance, holding the heated clear liquid in the corner of her eye. His heart ached twice as much as when his memory recovered. Much more pain before he lost his memory ...

"VINA!!!"

"You okay, Vina?!”

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

Davina covered both her ears. Forcing her eyes to shut as Marrie's panicked voice burst into her mind. Urge him to recall the events when he fell down the stairs, making his memory slowly recover little by little ....

He cowered. Face pale. His body shivered violently hugging his knees. His forehead throbbed painfully, after crashing into such a loud sack of clothes. Mind fucked. His head seemed to break, he could not hold it until his tears slowly fell.

Then, the debris of his past memory, slowly slammed into his brain. Forcing her to go back to remembering those painful flashes of her past...

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

Davina opened her eyes. Look around the room. Marrie's words jerked him to wake up from the incident a few days ago. Stopping his rowdy moves. Do not want Mario realize his current state of chaos, to make Mario suspicious of him.

Carefully Davina let go of Mario's hand wrapped around his waist. Slip blanket. Holding his breath so that his movements are not too rowdy. His naked body shivered, his hair goosebumps when his feet touched the floor so cold.

As much as Davina's energy smothered her mouth, along with the pain in the lower part of her body pierced her. He pressed his feet firmly, stomping on the floor to maintain balance so that his body did not fall down. This young woman glared at the perpetrator who made her like this.

Fucking shithead! It could be that he slept quietly revealing his satisfied face to me after entering me so many times. The green monster moss. Sshh ...

Davina snorts. Walking into the bathroom. The safest place for him right now, when he wanted to spill his entire heart there.

*this Is Your Baby*

Davina curled up while hugging her knees. His face was between his legs. Let the water from the shower slide swiftly. Slapping his smooth back. Hoping for his dark past to fall down along with the running water all over his body. Dissipate all the rubble of that painful past, get away from her life.

Davina felt ice-cold water greet her skin, but was unable to quiet the heat on her burning head. Although his body had frozen, he had no intention of getting out of position - away from the shower. Just like his past memories, as if he did not want to leave his brain at this time. Keep urging him to remind him again ...

Davina moaned, her teeth clashing with the cold that seeped into her skin all the way to her heart. Not only was his entire body numb, his heart was numb as the shadows of the past gripped his heartache.

Not wanting to freeze to death, because he realized there were still many things to do after his memory recovered. Slowly Davina turned off the shower. Covering his frail body with a bathdrobe, limped back to that king-sized bed.

Look around the room. Short sigh. This room is the silent witness when Mario first filed the divorce papers on him. Then slice the chocolate, looking fixed face Mario in front of him.

Hhc ... You're really great Rio. You can twist the facts. You make up stories as if I'm the one who's guilty of you.

I'm suing for divorce over a misunderstanding of a photograph, huh? It's only right when I ask for proof that you can't show it.

And you're saying we're married because we love each other? In fact, this marriage happened because you raped me.

Rio you are ********. When I was amnesiac, I believed in you we loved each other even though this heart was doubtful.

And now, you really are ********. Dare to enter without permission into my heart and stay comfortably in this broken heart ...

Davina positioned her body comfortably on the bed as she struggled with her thoughts. Had held his breath when Mario pulled his body and fell into the warm embrace of this figure. He bit his lips, growling. Remember that! His heart was still angry and torn. It was not easy to reverse his mood as easily as flipping a palm.

Wait Mr. The honorable rio. I will not be silent about your treatment. I'll teach you a valuable lesson in your life ...

Davina flicked Mario's bushy eyebrows until the man grimaced, frowning in his sleep.

*this Is Your Baby*

The woman was squeezing a strong hairy coat. His heart was racing incoherently. Body vibrates. Whatisthis? Five months he buried his evil actions. Forgetting it. He lives quietly. And now, like a pandora's box that opens ...

Roxanne stared fixedly at those brown eyes, that almond hair, those cherry lips ...

This figure ... his nightmare ...

"Listen to everything. I'll go back to Vina ..."

"Arrgh." Roxanne shouted, opening her eyes wide. Breathing violently. Sweaty pouring. He looked around the room. Sighs in relief. The dream again. After a few months he didn't dream about it. But now. The dream is back. After the sweet lady returned to the Archielo family.

"And why does Mommy hate Vina so much? What's wrong with Vina on Mommy?"

"If there is smoke, there is fire. I think Mommy knows what I mean, right ..."

Roxanne nibbled on the blanket. Rubbed his face. He then put his face in the pillow. Mario's words kept swirling in his mind.

You're right Rio. Mommy hates Davina because I caused her to crash to near death and amnesia. My one regret. Why didn't I just kill him back then, like I killed Arlana, so as not to leave a trace later.

*this Is Your Baby*

"The chin?! Vina ..."

Davina felt her body shake, like there was a local earthquake. He moaned, his breathing came out irregular. Forcibly opened his eyelids - as if there was glue tightly attached to his eye patch. Faintly he saw the handsome face of Mario-covered anxiety-right in front of his blushing face.

"You seem to have a fever, Vin." Mario said with a hoarse voice that sounded so worried. His big hand grabbed his wife's bangs, and landed on his forehead. This young man grimaced feeling the skin of his palms so hot.

"Why get a fever? Did I play rough last night?" mario asked in surprise, staring anxiously at the dim, clear brown iris.

Davina shook her head slowly, putting Mario's hand on her forehead. "No, you're not rude,-it's just that you're like an insolent person who's never satisfied with a single round." Davina insinuated Mario's behavior last night.

And it's impossible to tell Mario, too, that he's carefree because of his own actions. Leaving his frail body under a shower of cold water overnight.

"I'm sorry." Mario said regretfully, feeling bad, even though the corner of his lips smiled happily.

"But I guess .. You know for yourself, Vin. Where can I hold my nafs. Yeah ... You know, as a grown man who's been alone for a long time. He he - he." Mario chuckled while scratching his nape.

Davina twirled her eyes while sneering, "come on, you perverted-to-why look at me like that?!" This young lady's eyebrows are interlocked. Hurriedly raising the quilt of her chin border as an odd grin danced at the corner of her husband's lips.

Mario's head rubbed against Davina's almond hair, making this sweet woman shudder. This young man drew his lips close to the ears of his sweet figure while whispering;

"Cheal fast, dear, so that we can continue your mission every night ..." Mario deliberately blew the wife's ear-bugging-lantas continued his speech;

❝Pregnate you!❞

Finished saying, Mario as fast as lightning jumped out of bed. Before he got a free kick from his sick female lion.

"Jerrk ... motherfucker! 💢 Basic perverted brain! I regret talking like that!"

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 🤗💜.