Author And The Baby
Scratch Traces Left Behind

But he could no longer sit there for long. Memories of his son and work fatigue make him cry easily when frustrated. He decided to go back to his apartment.

He got up and passed the Marina table. The woman accidentally saw the man passing through. "Oh, thank you for the treat, sir."

The man looked. "Oh, it's okay." She saw the baby firsthand but her face was slightly covered in sling.

Ah, baby reminds me of Farrel. Is Farrel this big now huh? But he could not see for long until he immediately turned his face away. He was afraid that someone would see him crying. Fortunately, he had sunglasses. He put it on and rushed to the elevator.

The journey from the elevator to his apartment unit was long because his tears had fallen. He only dared to duck even though no one was in the elevator with him. He moved in silence until he got into the room.

Slowly he set his heart and sat on the edge of the bed. Sometimes it is still difficult to think clearly, although everything that happens is certainly with the permission of God. He has to be sincere, but he is still not sincere if he has to lose Farrel. He believes his son is still alive and now he knows where he is.

You keep fighting, Farrel to stay alive. I'll keep looking for you until I get it.

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The cemetery is still red and not yet solid right. The sticky soil was aggravated by the not-so-dense overnight rain.

Abigail had to willingly slacks and dirty shoes exposed to dirt stains and splashes from puddles of rain water all the way to the place, but she did not care. At that time he just wanted to be there alone.

He placed a rose in front of his wife's sign that was stuck to the ground and stared at the cemetery in silence. The sunglasses he wore could not hide his sadness because tears fell without being held back.

The man tried to crouch down in front of the grave and touch the still-red ground. It's still a puzzle to him why his wife chose the suicide path to solve his problem.

He felt that their problem was not a problem that had to be dealt with excessively, but then again, he was actually too late to ask. Too late to realize and see the signs of fragility that his wife had until it ended like this. There is no point in asking anymore.

Is this how you take revenge on me that you think you don't care about anymore? Indeed, we are married not based on love and until the last second of your life, in my heart there is no love for you, but that does not mean I do not care. You're part of my life, how can I not care? You have given me the most handsome of hearts.

Now, where did he tell me. Please ... say. Don't hide him from me, please ... Do not make him a tool for you to get revenge because if you want revenge, just do it to me and do not use our child as a fallout for my mistakes. I know I'm wrong, and I'm always wrong, but please give the boy back to me. The boy's innocent, Alena. He is innocent. Let me take his sins.

The man's tears flowed. It feels ... enough you punished me by hiding Farrel from me, but now, please give him back to me. Give any signal from nature where you are. I miss him so much. At least she's the only family I have from you now, Alena. He's part of you. Forgive me, give him back to me because I love him so much.

Abigail fell to the ground with a cry that made her shoulders shake. He fell down and grabbed his knees.

The wind blows softly alone. The fragrance of flowers and memories spread around. The sound of sparrows singing raucously waiting for a miracle. Desau among the leaves sang a silent song.

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This is because Abigail had already told the police about the possibility until the police checked his late wife's family one by one by going to their house and this became the basis of the family's commotion with her.

He rubbed his face rough. He was blamed again when he lost, but was instead accused of looking for a scapegoat in the family. When he needed support, his wife's family accused him of being the cause of Alena's death and did not want to cooperate to find out the whereabouts of his son.

Communication is not very smooth from the family and can only blame him who is now in misfortune.

It looks like Abigail has to move on her own or she's going crazy for being out of control.

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The days filled him with work, because busy work helped him forget for a moment the sorrow of his feast. That way the heavy mind is distracted with positive thoughts.

Moreover, he sometimes met with Marina in his apartment cafe. At that time he could develop a smile for a moment, filling the energy by looking at the woman who had a sweet smile.

But it was only for a moment because now the woman was taking her baby to the cafe. In ordinary times, he was fine but when he remembered Farrel, his son, he would come home soon before anyone else knew his cries were spilling.

Abigail lay on the bed and stared at the ceiling of her apartment. It's been a month and he hasn't gotten any news about his son Farrel. He began to be able to think clearly even though he was still overwhelmed with sadness.

He was still confused about the existence of his son who was swallowed by the earth. There were no clues left at the scene causing the police investigation to be hindered.

Now, it's been almost a month that his late wife's family hasn't contacted him. Abigail also did not call them to avoid a dispute. He can only surrender.

Lately he prayed tahajjud to calm himself and pray for the safety of his son. He asked to be found immediately with his baby.

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Baby Farhan began to move agile and began to be able to lie on his own. Marina starts to get overwhelmed because the baby needs more attention. Farhan's baby can already roll over on its own and this is dangerous. He can no longer be left alone even if only to make milk.

Marina carried it with a sling when making milk. The baby was also not strong enough to lift his head, so the marina had to be extra careful to hold him because the baby could not stay still.

He hasn't been to a cafe in a week. Not only because Farhan can not be silent but his finances are running low, while from writing it he has not produced anything because of the difficulty of providing time to write.

Though he had started to have a loyal reader who always waited for his novel to come out but because of his busyness, he was forced to nag him. One chapter in 3-4 days.

That's also if there is an idea coming, therefore the readers began to decline. He may have difficulty getting a writing contract because the condition must have many readers, while from the contract he gets money.