This Is Your Baby [Lat]

Bad hunch

"You sure, Vina?"

Davina stared at the pair of dark black eyeballs right in front of her. Just a moment ago, those black iris radiance sparkled when they were reunited. Now fading away changed with a look of disbelief.

Fabian gasp. Unable to speak - very surprised. At the beginning of the first meeting he was surprised. With no news at all, it turns out that this sweet figure has been married for almost two years. Even have children.

And now he was again surprised by this young woman by asking her to be her lawyer in accompanying her case. Two problems at once. One of the cases, making him unable to talk what.

"Vin, I-I thought .. You have to rethink this one case." Fabian let out a long breath. Put one of the big brown maps next to her seat in her bag with the evidence Davina handed to her.

Fabian sure - with his experience as a lawyer - the evidence given by Davina, the woman named Roxanne will never be able to work again. Say welcome to prison, as the last dwelling in the remaining ten years of his life.

Perhaps, the prison could be a lifetime residence for Roxanne. Suppose Davina can find evidence that is very incriminating Roxanne. But, with the issue of attempted murder repeatedly - though not to the point of obliterating lives - on Davina, it was already a very burdensome sentence to consider for the supreme council in court.

"Not to think again. In the end, this is the path I took. Long before I amnesia ..." Davina snorts. Angrier. It was clearly visible on her sweet red face.

He looked left-right, if only there were strange figures who followed him to this blue water cafe. For example, Roxanne's man or Mario's man. Both are the same, although different goals.

"Huft, if Roxanne hadn't caused me an accident, it might have been me and her-" Davina didn't continue, clenching her hands. Take a deep breath, and gradually exhale it.

"Vina."

Davina's head was slightly raised looking straight, noticing the clingy Fabian who was sipping her black coffee.

"I think .. better reconsider your decision on this one." Fabian put his coffee glass back into the coasters on the table.

Again-for the umpteenth time-Fabian said, hoping this sweet figure changes his way of thinking. He feels, Davina is currently being overwhelmed with feelings of anger, to have an impact on her decision this time. It is not good to make decisions in an emotional state. It can have a bad impact on him or his surroundings. Including the tiny innocent baby in Davina's sling.

Davina quiet. Melengos. His irises swept a glance around him. In the company break hours like this, the state of the cafe began to be crowded with visitors.

He hasn't cared about me all this time. Why consider his feelings. Davina snorted in the heart.

"At least, consider the future of your baby, Vin. Poor him,” said Fabian trying to guess the way Davina's mind at this time. He looked at the baby in front of him. He sighs. As a dream, he still does not believe if this sweet figure already has children.

"A-I--” Davina stroked her baby hair while nibbling on her cherry lips. “-can take care of my baby alone," she said bitterly. Even though his heart was not sure of his own words.

Fabian fell silent. He noticed the expression of Davina's face that looked grim. There was a lot of pain he had felt over the years.

"Ekhem, let's just forget about your problem for now, Vin." Fabian was trying to take over the tense atmosphere earlier. A little trying to melt it.

"By the way, I haven't met your baby, Vin. Oye! What's your name, Baby Boy?"

Fabian reached into something in his pocket of blue dongker slim fit pants. If it's not wrong, he keeps a small-sized minion doll, a gift from a boy-round-eyed, baby-like Davina-who he accidentally helped before coming to the water blue cafe earlier.

"name ... Eleanor Ar-" Davina let out a short sigh while closing her eyes. "-Oswalden."

Fabian frowned when he heard the last name of baby Davina's family. Then raise both shoulders. Without asking, he knew the answer. The tiny hands of Baby El, giving this baby a minion doll as a greeting.

"Cash, Baby El. Greetings. Call me Uncle Fabian or Alex. If you don't mind, being called Daddy doesn't mas--Argh!" Fabian.

This young man grimaced as he stroked his excruciatingly painful hanker kicked the sweet figure in front of him. He snorted in annoyance, staring at the grin on the side of Davina's expanding lips.

"sickness, Vin. Indeed, my snore is made of what styrofoam," he grumbled.

"No matter!" cibir Davina's. "Remember, Fabian. Until anytime you won't be on my list of candidates. Not the height of the dream. Later fell you know, can hurt," ledek Davina while sticking out the tongue.

Fabian throttled, faintly he grinned.

"so yeah. Hm! Tell that to our past. Why I used to be your boyfriend, hum," he said. He smiled with anxiety. From the time they were friends in school, they often made jokes like this.

Davina rolled her eyeballs and said, "maybe my eyes were myopic, to accept you."

Fabian glares. "God! Hells. How you are, Vin."

Davina shrugged both of her shoulders. Chuckling amusedly looked at Fabian's pouting face. Funny to see his expression.

"Huh, Vina. Your attitude has not changed. Stay tight." Fabian sneered. "Had your husband not bet-ah, yes, yes. I'll shut up."

Fabian stretched out his hand, holding Davina's hand that was preparing to hit her.

"Geez, talk one more time, I injected your ass with a cow syringe. Wanna?" Davina snorted bitterly.

Fabian just laughed crisply on the sidelines shaking as well as shuddering in horror, imagining a needle as big as an adult's arm stuck to his butt.

"Of course you don't want to, Vin---ah, forget it." Fabian. Gradually his laughter began to subside. Looking back at Davina seriously. The hand of this sweet figure, cupping it with both hands. Her chest rumbled violently. Blissfully. After all these years they did not meet ... Can....

"Vina. Suppose you don't have a problem like this .. Would you still call me?" said seriously.

　

　

　

*this Is Your Baby*

　

　

　

"Mrs. The arquette?! You hear me?!"

Mario stuttered as the contractor's head patted his shoulder. Gosh darn. How long has he been daydreaming? Exhaling short breaths. He forced a smile on his lips. Staring awkwardly at this middle-aged man in front of him, taking full responsibility on his building project. He could be daydreaming, in the middle of monitoring the construction of his hotel.

"I'm sorry .. I can repeat your explanation, Mr. Damien?" Mario asked hoarsely, rubbing his nape, all wrong.

His eagle eyes looked straight at the steel frame of the building in front of him. In the middle of the back and forth the construction workers who mill around it. His heart and mind were not in place. Drifting away to the place where her sweet figure was. He thought of his wife's cold attitude and face as he drove her to his in-laws' house. Yesterday ... Uh. Just yesterday we separated from Davina. He wanted to go home quickly to see her. Heart's fretting.

"According to my prediction, the project of building the hotel .. can take one year, considering the hotels we build on a large scale." The middle-aged man beside Mario, went back to explain.

Mario was stunned for a moment. Loosened the red-colored safety helmet - it felt so stuffy - that it was tightly attached to his head. Short sigh. Taking a deep breath, it was as if the air around him was unwilling to share oxygen with him.

This young man is angry. But it is not angry about the slow development of the hotel, but the chaotic atmosphere. Confused about where to go for now.

"Can't it be accelerated anymore? For example, only six months?" Both Mario's eyebrows are linked. Actually, the question was for himself. As if to speed up the monitoring of the construction of the hotel, to be able to pick up the wife from her home-in-law.

It is only three days in Ontario. But, looking at some things that must be resolved as soon as possible, it could be a week he is stuck here.

For some reason, his heart grew increasingly agitated, as if this week could change his situation with Davina. Since coming to this city, his heart has been pounding erratically. It was as if he felt a bad feeling about to hit him.

　

　

　

　

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"What's up?" Fabian. One of his eyebrows shot up, staring at his arm that Davina was holding back.

They had just entered her car, planning to drive Davina back to her house. Today, is their second meeting - after yesterday - to resume discussion of the Davina case. This time, they were alone without Baby El. Davina left the baby to her mother.

"Isn't that-" Davina stared straight across the street, as a woman entered her deeply memorized car, the Cadillac One in black. One of the Archielo family's private vehicles. "--roxanne? And ... Brother Darrel?"

Davina's eyes rounded, looking at her brother Arlana's ex-boyfriend, along with her mother-in-law, Roxanne.

"Why do they know each other?" Davina murmured without even braking at all. He stared fixed Darrel who had entered the Caddilac One.

"Fabian! Follow that car! Hurry along!"

Davina grabbed Fabian's arm, giving the order to follow the Cadillac One's pace across the street. Clenching his hands while still focusing on staring at the luxury car, as if he did not want to lose track of the car in his supervision.

Actually, what does Darrel have to do with Roxanne?

　

　

　

　

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"This is the rest of your money, Darrel. You better shut up for all this stuff."

Roxanne put a wad of money on the table. Pushing the money roughly in front of Darrel. His eyes went around staring at this empty house that had been uninhabited for so long. Where he conducts paid transactions on his messengers, including Darrel.

"One more. From now on, we don't have anything to do with it."

Darrel grinned, the corner of his lips smiling obliquely. "Geez! After Arlana died, and there was no trace of anything, you just dumped me, heh!"

Roxanne glares. "You think who you are, ha!"

"There's still Davina around your son, Mario." Darrel warned ignoring the sharp innuendo of this middle-aged woman.

"I know that, but it doesn't matter anymore. Let me take care of that. For a while, I was able to calm down, because he was still amnesiac. It should have been the medicine I gave you back then ...." Roxanne's forehead is wrinkled deep. Go back to checking his bag. The bottle should contain nerve-damaging drugs that Dr. Markus is in his bag.

"Find this, Miss. Roxanne?!!"

Both Roxanne and Darrel immediately turned their heads at the source of the voice, their eyes widening. Very surprised to see who was standing on the doorstep - it was almost broken.

"DAVINA!!"

　

　

　

　

　

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"Awas, Mr. Arquettes!"

Brugh!

Mario gasp. Her chest rumbled violently. Body shaking. He stared at the iron at the end of his foot. Almost himself was hit by steel that fell right on his head. Mario gulped. If only Damien hadn't grabbed his body back, it might have been him ...

Yeah, God!

"You're okay Mr. Arquette?" Damien stared anxiously at Mario, still glued to his feet like a statue.

"I think you'd better get some rest, Mr. Arquettes. All this work leave it to us."

Damien squeezed Mario's shoulder, suggesting the young man should take a break from his job. Remembering for these two days Mario constantly daydreamed. Even this time his life was almost lost, due to not paying attention to the circumstances around him. It is dangerous to continue.

Mario rubbed his pale face.

"Bai--" Not yet Mario forwarded his words, his phone vibrated. Soon he saw who was calling, hoping it was his wife.

For two days he has not spoken to his sweet figure, even they do not call each other. Mario called once. But honey, Davina didn't turn on her phone. And this time, it seems like his thin hope really faded when the name of the caller on his phone screen was Chase. His eldest brother.

He exhaled before shifting the answer button on his phone screen.

"Hallo, Chase-"

"Rio?! Lothawat! Looks like you should go back to Vancouver, now!"

Just now his heart's back to normal. Hearing Chase's panicked voice across the phone, made his chest reverberate violently. It was hard to even breathe - even for a moment.

"W-what's going on, Chase?" Mario's lips shook, so nervous. Instantly Davina's cold face - the last time they met - was shaded in the eye patch.

"Mommy---ah, Vina ... Hospital ah no, no, no. You better go back to Rio."

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