This Is Your Baby [Lat]

Please Don't Do That

　

Mario was silent. His body felt heavy to move. His heart is numb. His brain suddenly became frozen. It is very difficult for his motor nerve cells to send impulses in response to stimuli, ordering his hand to move open a tightly closed door - right in front of his eagle's eye.

I don't know how long he's been like that. Ignoring the numbness that began to run throughout his body. In the middle of the hustle and bustle of humans who are noisy activities behind him. He felt himself in a place of solitude. It was as if his ears had become deaf for a moment. Didn't allow him to listen to any kind of commotion in the hallway of this hospital.

All because of what Chase said a few minutes ago. Success makes his mind - which was already very chaotic at first become increasingly tangled. Maybe even, when hit with other problems. He's going to go crazy for not being able to bear it anymore.

Davina recovered from her amnesia. Yes, that was the harsh reality he received. Fear and anxiety - it definitely dominates his inner self. How will you face your wife behind this door?!

Holy hooch! Why this is passing so quickly. Just a month of happiness. But now ...

Mario rubbed his face. Should thank you, or even destroy Davina's memory that has been recovered. On the other hand she's happy Davina's healed. On the other side ... Hope Davina continues to be trapped in her amnesia.

　

　

　

　

*this Is Your Baby*

　

　

　

　

The sound of a blow was heard so strongly in one of the hospital's hospital rooms. As powerful as Davina threw the pillow. And it was on target, smashing hard into Mario's body. Pain and pain are felt simultaneously. Spread throughout the body. I felt short of breath. As a result of the pillow hit his heart.

He could have avoided the lunge of the pillow considering the response motion is very good. But what happened. Quite the contrary. Stay still flinching in place. Resignedly. It was as if he was receiving the anger of his wife.

While Fabian - the only witness living indoors - is only able to be disbelieved. Beyond his expectations. When he saw the door open and appeared the handsome figure of Mario. When she saw her husband's face, Davina reacted so violently.  Like a raging lion, it is as if Mario is his enemy that must be removed from the face of the earth.

Holy hooch! Fabian. Can only sympathize without helping him at all against a man whose appearance has not been as neat as before. This young lawyer was able to guess the ending that would happen between this young couple. When you see Davina's angry reaction a few seconds ago, it would have been a dead end.

"I'd better go."

The exit was the only best path chosen by Fabian. Letting both of them talk freely in the absence of a heated third party. He put the map on the nightstand - he had just taken it from the car a few minutes ago. At Davina's request, bring this document to her room.

Neither Mario nor Davina spoke to Fabian, both looking at each other in a radiance that was clearly different. Fabian. Although the cooling machine in the room has been set in minus temperature. The heat dominates the room.

Fabian inched slowly towards the door. Passing Mario-without greeting or giving a smile-go for granted. As far as Fabian from the room. The hot atmosphere was getting stifling.

"Kutebak .. You're here to ask me to free your Mommy, right! You fucking asshole!"

For the first time in opening a conversation, after three days of not meeting. Mario was immediately sprayed with a loud snaps from the wife, even the volume of his voice was already high. From Davina's words, it was clearly reflected in her current mood.

"If you ask that, Rio! Get out of this room!"

Mario exhales. He bowed. Staring blankly at the pillow that landed right at his feet. He can't say anything anymore. It is true what Davina said. One reason for coming here was because of his mother.

But ... the biggest reason, of course, is seeing Davina's condition. Judging by her sweet figure was able to shout at him. That means the wife is fine. His heart was relieved. Until the anxiety in his heart was reduced - even just a little.

"Why silence, Rio?"

“ .... ”

"Ck! It turns out that my guess is correct. Goddamnit, shit!"

　

　

Bugh

　

　

For the second time, the long, white round object hit his field chest. Back himself difficult to breathe, due to the hard blow of the bolster. As before, there was no intention of running away. Letting Davina vent all her anger. Yep. He deserves everything for his bad treatment all along.

"Remember all right, Rio!" Davina threw a murderous gaze at him. "For your beloved Mommy! Even though my life is at the end of the horn. I won't repeal or ask for leniency!"

Mario looked up, staring at the sweet face of Davina. His eyes are so bright. His emotions emanated clearly from his burning aura, as if capable of burning objects around him. Even mosquitoes are reluctant to suck Davina's blood at this time.

Davina snorted loudly. Throw his eyes out the window. It seemed, not to look at the lingering face of Mario in this room.

"Except, if your Mommy can bring back Lana's life, bring her back to life. I'll just drop my demands!"

"I know, Vin. What else to say. Mommy's wrong." Finally Mario spoke with his hoarse voice. Exhales. He crouched down and picked up two pillows at his feet. Then put the object on the bed, along with himself sitting at the side of the wife.

"The error is very fatal" Davina said sharply.

"You're right. Thank you for not demanding Mommy's life back."

"Ck! He should regret his actions, not try to trouble you. Persuading me to drop the charges." Davina growls. "And it won't be possible" he continued fiercely.

"Vina."

"What else?! Don't press me! Fuckin' shit!"

Mario was silent for a moment. "I heard from Chase, your memory has recovered."

Davina's jaw is hardened. Although he knew at first - when Fabian told him - he was still surprised. It feels different when the one who speaks it directly from the lips of Mario himself.

It's time to end it all. Nothing else is hidden. There was no more pretence acting between them. And no more lies are created.

"Vina, because you've ing---"

　

　

Plaque!

　

　

One hard blow from Davina's palm landed on her cheek. Mario's head is ringing. His ears suddenly deaf. Very hard Davina slapped him. Even his sting was able to penetrate into his heart.

So angry and sick Davina that directly channeled from the hit of his palm. It is undeniable, even though Davina is in the position of wife, being a weak party, being a hurt party, but if it is hurt and angry his actions can be like a man.

　

　

Plaque!

　

　

One more blow, landed on the other side of his cheek. Mario's soul seemed to be in the clouds leaving his body. Unable to react anymore. His mind was empty. Davina's slap successfully left her numb.

Davina's body is shaking. His breath goes up and down. A faint reddish hue was clearly visible on his palm. So hard swing his hand on both cheeks Mario until printed clear five fingers there.

While Mario was still idly glued, Davina inched down from the bed. Trying to stand up despite staggering, like there was a local earthquake in this room. Ignoring the throbbing pain in the head that increasingly pierced him, as a result of his emotions so peaked. Then grab the red map on the nightstand. Examined it briefly. Confirming in the corner about the letter, listed the name Mario Archielo.

"This is the answer to my memory of returning." Davina throws the map right into Mario's lap.

"What is this??" Mario looked questioningly at his wife.

"Approval of enlarging the breasts," Davina sewot snorted sharply.

"Eh?!"

Mario sigh. Refocused. His heart is beating fast. His heart was agitated, painted from his trembling fingers as it opened the red map on his lap. Bad shadows danced in his eyes. Really can't open it.

"This ..." Mario wails. Do not blink the goods for a second, when reading about the letter from the red map.

"We're divorced!" Davina said as if to reinforce the contents of the letter in Mario's hands. "According to your previous request, I interviewed her, granting your request .. divorced from me."

　

　

Bruk!

　

　

Mario sat on the floor, right at Davina's feet. Ignoring the divorce filing letter from the wife. Throw it away. It soared in the air and landed and scattered on the floor.

Davina gasps at Mario's actions. But not to move his body. His hands were so strong.

"I don't want a divorce from you, Vin." Mario refused firmly. His voice grew hoarse and sounded simultaneously holding something heated in the corner of the eye. His heart crumbled softly. His world collapsed instantly. There's nothing more he can do without Davina by his side.

Close his eagle's eyes at a glance while clenching his hands - as if grasping his determination, until whenever he did not want a divorce. Then re-opened his eyes, staring at Davina's soft reddened face.

"Please, Vin. Unplug--"

"Tell that in our past. Why did you want to get divorced from me!" peekit Davina's.

“Honestly I admit, I was wrong at the time. But now it's different. I don't want a divorce from you."

"It's too late!"

　

　

Bugh! Bugh! Bugh!

　

　

Back Davina beats Mario strapping body with a pillow. It was not enough once, even hitting him many times, until his heart was satisfied.

"Now I grant your wish! Satisfied you are now!" Davina roared in the middle of her gasping breath. Keep hitting it blindly on Mario. Ignoring his head swirling around. Dizziness began to ambush him.

"I want to get divorced!" Davina's teeth were shaking sharply.

"No. I don't want to, Vin."

　

　

Grep's!

　

　

Mario hugged his wife's waist tightly, his face facing right into Davina's flat stomach. Samar smelled his wife's body.

Davina trembled, surprised at Mario's sudden attitude. "Take me off, you son of a bitch!"

Even though Davina blindly beat him in every direction. Mario won't let go. Justeru further tightened his embrace, tightening his circle of hands on Davina's waist.

"Tell me let go, arrrgh!"

"No, Vin. Until I die I won't let go. Unless you cancel our divorce." Mario shook his head, remained steadfast with his stance. It's hard to not want a divorce.

Davina hissing. The corner of his lips smiled bitterly. His heart hurts so much. He shook his eyes which began to twitch-trying to keep his eyes focused. Sometimes grimacing holds his head.

"I'm not gonna cancel it. Hurry up and sign it!"

"At any time I won't handle that damn letter" Mario pressed.  He looked up, hunting down Davina's gaze who did not want to see him. Clearly visible in his eyes, Davina's face grew pale.

Why should it be like this, when Davina still has not recovered properly, even ask for a divorce from him.

"Please, Vin. At least think about the future of bay--"

"Omong empty! Know what you're about thinking about our baby! Do you know what I've been through all this time?"

Mario speechless. Again the bitter reality of the past slapped him.

"Yes, I was wrong. It's wrong .. I'm sorry, Vin. That was ... If I knew you were pregnant. In that instant I will withdraw the lawsuit, too" explained Mario Parau full of regrets. His head was getting worse in Davina's stomach.

"Please, Vin. Let me pay for all my mistakes. Let me come back to you. I don't want to part with you. Kumoh--- Vina!"

　

　

　

　

*this Is Your Baby*

　

　

　

　

"Vina fainted the effects of her headache, because her brain nerves had not yet fully worked to receive her memories. Plus due to the beating on his head, to make his head hurt.” Chase explained the results of his examination.

This young doctor put Davina's hand back on her stomach. Just finished a pulse check. Give the nurse his stethoscope, then reach for the clipboard containing the patient's medical records. Read it at a glance and continue with the explanation.

"It is likely that his headache will continue in these weeks, as his memory recovers and is completely intact as before, then his headache gradually disappears."

Chase turned his head, staring at the sister sitting at the end of the patient's bedside. From the beginning Davina fainted, Mario did not leave her side. Even kept holding tightly the wife's hand. Just let go - just for a moment - when Chase was about to check his pulse earlier.

"Don't force her too much in the meantime, Rio. Patience, yes. Everything's fine." Chase crept Mario's shoulder. Encourage.

"Chases. I ... I ..." Mario rubbed his disheveled face. A few minutes ago. He gasped in surprise when he found the wife's body lightly in his arms. Turns out to have been unconscious.

"I hope that after Vina wakes up, she herself will withdraw her lawsuit" Chase hoped, taking a quick glance at the paper the sisters were picking up. The title of the letter is clearly stated.

Mario sighed short. Putting his head on his wife's chest. Listening to the heartbeat of his soul mate. So weak. Exhaling heavily, it gradually closed its eyes as it clenched tightly onto Davina's body.

At the moment he can do nothing more. As Chase says, he can't keep pushing Davina to cancel their divorce, as Davina struggles with headaches for her recovery.

Only one hope. As Chase said. Hopefully, when Davina regains consciousness. He changed his mind. Withdrawing his own divorce suit. Yes, that was his only hope. Only road.

Now what else can I do, Vin. I mean, without you, it means nothing. Don't leave my side. Please ....

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 🤗💜.