This Is Your Baby [Lat]

You Don't Know What I'm Feeling

Mario's thick eyebrows intertwined as he felt his body move slightly. Although it was only a small movement, it was enough to keep him awake from the chicken slumber. His eyes opened and immediately clashed with clear-away eyes before this figure fainted-emitting an emotional highlight and was injured.

"Keep your head away from my body!" reprimand Davina swerving.

Hurriedly turned his gaze out the window. Not wanting Mario to look at him with such a sad look, so as not to shake his initial intentions, he had difficulty waking up for two years. It took a long time to carry out his intention to grant Mario's wish. Even he had to put it off until Baby El was born into the world. And back hampered because of her amnesia.

Mario exhales. Immediately wake up from the wife's chest. At a glance his ears heard clearly Davina's heart was pounding. Deep down, he hopes the chest strike shows that Davina still has a taste for him - even if it's just a small possibility.

"Vin, have you decided?" asked Mario with a feeling of anxiety. Her lower lip was shaking. Afraid of what will slide from the side of Davina's lips next.

Davina snorts. Saying with cold. "How many times have I told you, I stick to my stance."

"But, Vin---"

"Did you hear what I said, Rio! I told you from the beginning, I want us to get divorced."

Holy hooch! Mario ruffled his hair. Stare in frustration at the wife's red face. Is not a small thing, in that fragile heart there is a sense of wavering to maintain their households that will soon be destroyed.

"Vin---God! Why should it be like this," muttered Mario sighing loudly in frustration. Slowly stand up from Davina's side. Inching away from the bed, approaching the other side of the window - his back to his wife.

Closed eyes. His heart was crumbling again. Gosh darn. Back this young man ruffled his hair. If necessary to go bald.

Why is it like this?! She wanted to divorce from Davina. Now God granted his request, when he did not want to repeat the same mistake.

Arrh ... He wanted to scream like a madman, but could only clench his hands. His iris looked blankly out the hospital window.

"Vin, please. Think once la--"

"No! Once you say no, still no. You ..." Davina's voice sounded hoarse as she paused her sentence. So forcefully crumpled his blanket, as the hot liquid began to rush out from the corner of his eye.

"...you don't know what I'm feeling right now, hiks ..." Davina sobbed to make the heart of Mario who heard it also felt sad.

"I think .. The only way for now is to part. Living each other's lives. I want to heal this wounded heart ... too much you scratched it, hiks, sorry for my decision, Rio ..”

The man bowed in hearing Davina's words. No longer able to speak - his tongue was so faint. And unable to act anymore. He resigned.

Vina ....

*this Is Your Baby*

[Eight months later ..].

The sweet figure was just silently unmoved, standing pecking at the side of the window - deliberately opened wide - as it looked up towards the orange-colored sky. Enjoy the beautiful sunrise. In a few moments the sun-as its duty-begins to shine upon the whole earth.

Davina sighed, her nose wrinkled and her eyelids drooping. It is obvious that fatigue is caused by lack of sleep. Ah, of course you are. Because he was no longer interested in closing his eyes, due to his recurring dream about the events of a few months ago. And again he remembered Mario's words.

This young lady was fixated on staring at Mario's wide back. Without him noticing. It was the last time she saw her husband - as she wished. Before he really left before her. He heard clearly the hoarse voice of Mario speaking;

"Well, I grant you your wish, we're separated for a while ..."

Davina. Yep. That is the path he has chosen until now. By living each other's lives in an unspecified amount of time. I don't know until when. He just wants Mario to understand. Be patient waiting for his wounds to heal.

Cklek!

"Well that's Mommy ..." Her mother's soft voice echoed throughout the room.

This young lady sighed shortly. How long has he been daydreaming? Grazing a glance out the window. The morning sun was shining beautifully.

Davina looked back. His mother was holding Baby El's hand. Oh naw. Looks like ... he had to get used to calling the son by the name of El's brother. To let his son know, that soon ...

Holy hooch! Gradually his hand stroked his distended stomach, about eight months of age. How unfortunate. When he wanted to separate, there was another barrier like before. When she wanted to file for divorce, she was declared pregnant for a week ...

"Mommy ..." call Baby El in a cheerful tone.

"Come here, Brother El ..."

Davina clucked happily. The corner of her lips expands, watching Baby El grow and develop. Already able to walk despite limping, and began to learn to babble, especially already eloquently call him Mommy.

Davina stretched out her arms, preparing to receive Eleanor in her arms. The toddler was still limping guided by the grandmother. His short hair was disheveled and he wore pajamas with a picture of a nemo fish.

“Mommyyy.”

"Good God, Brother El."

Davina gasped in surprise while Eleanore jumped into her arms. Sniggered. Stabbing around his neck. This little young lady gave a goosebump feeling the pinch of a bushy boy Eleanor pierced her skin.

"Have drunk your milk, Brother Eleanore ... Archielo?!" davina asked, looking closely at Eleanore's eyes.

Errr. When he desperately didn't want to remember that person. Just opposite. The larger Eleanore, the more resemblance there is. Even Eleanore, who was just over a year old, had already inherited the bad qualities of that person. Besides being tough, I also love to sleep.

Geez, annoying. Like father, like son, Davina murmured in her heart as she stroked the head of her first son.

*this Is Your Baby*

"I'm going to work first, Mom." Davina says goodbye to Mrs Oswalden.

This young lady stopped at the doorway. His iris stared fixedly at the old face of the mother who was holding her first son. The middle-aged woman sighed, one of her hands gently rubbed Davina's distended stomach - behind the blazer covering the oversized T-shirt on her body. Intentionally not to look too much outside.

Not like before. In her first pregnancy, Davina hid for nearly nine months in her home. But now, he's free to go out. Wherever, without fear of anyone harming him again. Because, he and his mother and son have settled in Japan. Very far from the Archielo family, especially from Mario.

Only one regret left Canada. His father died of jangs. So shocked to hear that Arlana was killed by Roxanne and Darrel. He did not expect that the young man they had considered their own family even stabbed them from behind.

"Vin, haven't you permission from your boss? Your content is getting bigger," his mother worried.

Davina. Gently rubbing the back of the hand of the woman he respected the most, was stroking her distended stomach. He noticed her so closely in the appearance of her mother. Since they settled in a country famous for its cutting-edge technology. Her mother always wears traditional Japanese clothes; one of them is kimono, by choosing simple motifs and not too complicated. In just two days, without anyone's help, her mother was already good at wearing her own kimono.

When he saw his mother's face filled with a happy aura, Davina's lips curved into a sweet smile. Relieved he felt. He remembered very well a few months ago. When he expressed his intention to settle in Japan. She thought her mother would reject her wishes.

Apparently contrary. The middle-aged woman welcomed this. And it did not take long for his mother to adapt to the surrounding environment, which basically includes lovers of all kinds of smells typical of this sakura country.

"A little while, Mom. About two weeks, I applied for maternity leave. If the leave is now, how will our daily living costs be, eum?" Davina chuckles to hide her worried feelings, so that the figure of her mother is not too worried about her.

"Partially yes, Mom .. My boss is fierce. He said if I don't come in a day, my salary will be cut. Shake Mom, you can save for the cost of labor will be reduced," whispered Davina, still maintaining half a smile on her face.

Inwardly Davina apologizes to the boss - once her best friend - who is very kind to her, Ty Arley. It was thanks to Ty Arley that he was able to go to Japan. Offering her to work again at the restaurant (formerly Davina worked at Ty's restaurant admin until an incident occurred she was framed by her evil colleagues), but this time her position in the kitchen. Being an assistant chef. Davina could not cook. But for the sake of the job, he ended up taking cooking courses.

Well, considering his careless nature hasn't changed. Until now his rank has not gone up. Stay an assistant chef. Oops! Looks like ... will be an assistant chef timeless bumil this one. Davina pursed her head when she remembered her work.

"As far as cost is concerned, you don't have to worry, Vin ..." The mother muttered to the point of bursting into the reverie of this young woman. The words of this middle-aged woman successfully invited a frown on Davina's forehead.

"You mean Mommy?!" tanyakanya.

"Eh??? Aaah .. no. Nothing, Vin. C'mon, he said your boss was fierce. Could be sprayed if you're late."

Davina throttled as her mother pushed her towards the porch. He was eager to hear his mother's explanation.

Why not worry about living costs?

Who will give them the money?

But when it is looked at again. Her mother had never asked her for daily shopping money. Sometimes when he came home from work, all household needs were complete even until the supply of all Eleanore milk, and pregnant milk was also available. Every time he asked, where did his mother get the money. He always answered 'sometimes we don't have to find out, who has kindly sent this all'.

And after that, the names of the candidates appeared in the mind of this young lady. Who is the person who has delivered all these items. From the names of Mario, Fabian, Ravi, Ty, or Marrie. And he thinks one of the most suitable names to be a suspect is Ty Arley. Yes, because the man knew of her current pregnancy. That Fabian? He hasn't seen each other since Roxanne went to prison. The ravi? His brother-in-law is the same. Marrie's? Same too. Same with Mario ... Davina shook her head faintly.

"Mom--" Davina's speech was cut off by the sound of a horn. Ty Arley waved at him as he lowered his car window, stopping right in front of the fence.

"Well, right .. it was picked up. Go awayl. Bye-bye Mommy .." said Mrs. Oswalden with a faint smile. He waved Eleanor's hand at his daughter. Davina smiled broadly. Before leaving, he kissed both cheeks of the puffer Eleanore.

*this Is Your Baby*

"You don't want to take a leave sooner, Vina?"

For the second time, such a question Davina heard from a different mouth this morning. He glanced at Ty who was driving beside him. Although Ty was his boss, the young man always picked him up. Often he forbids the boss not to take him, because he is afraid of rumors around.

Pretty bitter experience first. He framed his fellow comrades, until the fruitful Eleanor was born into the world. But it seems, in Japan this is a little different, especially where the restaurant works. There was not a single employee there who put on a face that did not like him.

"If you want a leave, go ahead, Vin. Don't worry. Even I'll give you an extra charge -- if you want," Ty continued without looking at Davina, staying focused on driving.

"Eung, no need. I'm still working hard anyway," Davina said sighing as she stroked her stomach. "If you are at home. How can I support my family. The cost of living is now more expensive,” he continued while stroking his symmetrical eyebrows. A look out the window. If this morning, just like in the cities in general, the streets of Tokyo are densely crawled by pedestrians and vehicles.

"Vienna ..."

"Hm?" davina replied with a murmur, as her ears caught Ty pounding at a glance.

"What about Rio?"

Davina was silent for a moment while breathing. Delivered with his distended stomach. For her second pregnancy ... same as her first pregnancy. Mario doesn't know it. And he had no intention of telling the man. He also has no intention of holding Mario accountable - though obviously, he knows Mario has a big hand in this.

Samar Davina snorted. Suppose that at that time he did not lose his memory and his parents did not cover up the real thing. Maybe she won't come to Mario, give Eleanore to the man, and she won't get pregnant like this.

"Vt ..." Ty paused his sentence, lowering the speed of his car as it crossed the zebra cross. "...You have no intention of coming back with her?" ask this young man very carefully.

Davina bowed deeply while biting her lips firmly. Deep down, he didn't want to be like this. Being a single parent to Eleanore and her future second child was not her choice. And considering his anger is more domineering, until other feelings towards Mario become covered.

Davina sighed, glancing out the window. I don't know when this is. In less than a month, she will give birth.

Should the first one repeat itself?

Eleanor was born without Mario. Then which is this second pregnancy ....

"Just tell Rio, Vin." Ty's hoarse voice seemed to answer Davina's worry at this time.

"Don't keep her wallowing in regrets" Ty continued, gently wiping Davina's head - like an older brother.

"Although you're separated temporarily. At least, give him a chance to show his second child that he's a responsible father."

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 🤗💜.