Author And The Baby
Breakfasted

The marina. Even if you're just a babysitter, but to me you're not a maid, Marina. You're a special person that God found me with. It allowed me to see a bright light even on a dark road. You're the miracle where I stopped hoping but you were able to make it happen.

Stay with me, Marina. I will make you feel good with me and wish there were flowers springing up later in your heart for me.

While looking at Farrel's face, the man looked at the woman's face that was as dry as it was while eating.

"Oh, yes. I'm gonna go get some orange juice. I bought it yesterday." With her nimble, the woman went into the kitchen and came back with a glass of orange juice. He stirred it when the glass reached the table.

"People squeezed, huh?"

"Yes, blackmailed yourself. It's fresher."

"Why not buy the packaging?"

"Ah, it's high and expensive sugar."

"Lho, what's the difference with this?" Abigail pointed at the glass in front of the woman. "'You're using sugar too."

"If it's more acidic it doesn't get fat."

Abigail laughs. "I'm sorry I didn't laugh at you but that there was your stomach ache drinking it in the morning. Besides, it's the same if you pour a lot of sugar to neutralize the acid. You will feel the sweet sour tongue but still the calories that enter the body are the same or even more." The man saw a lot of sugar in the glass that might have been deliberately inserted so as not to taste sour.

"Times?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"So what should I do?"

"Eating only fruits, it's found to be fresher."

"But eating fruit in the morning?"

"What do you usually eat?"

"Nasi sat down."

"So eating bread is not full?" Abigail saw the bread Marina was eating right now.

"Oh, could. I was eating bread in the morning."

"Don't do that, Marina, you'll starve. Tell you what, you can cook in the morning, like fried rice. Can you cook?"

"It can, but it's hard to have a baby. No papa, I'm back for breakfast bread."

"Are you really papa?"

"Yes, because Anka likes to buy me breakfast. Yes it is, rice. If you eat rice in the morning, I like to forget lunch because it's still full."

"You can't take care of Farrel so forget to eat huh?"

"Oh, that's not why I forgot to eat. I'm writing a novel online."

"Oh, online novel. How interesting! What's title?"

"Ah, shame. Still a rookie." The woman's face blushed.

"It's okay."

"No ah!" The woman's face turned red making Abigail smile.

"Yes, but don't forget to eat? Yesterday 'kan already bought some frozen food so stay in the fry. Or if it is complicated, can send a delivery message. Don't be afraid to run out of money, I'll transfer."

"Already, Brother. I still hold the money until payday. Don't worry, brother," said the woman timidly.

"Yes already. Anyway do not let you do not have food or forget to eat yes, when taking care of Farrel. I can get angry," Abigail recalled in a soft voice.

"Yes, Brother. I understand."

"Yes, but I want to relax. It's a little afternoon to go." The man deliberately slowed down his time to leave for the office in order to linger at home with Marina.

"Mk." Marina lifting Farrel. "Huh." He repeatedly lifted the baby up and made Farrel smile. He put Farrell's hand on his face. "All of." And the baby laughed.

Abigail even smiled at Marina's teasing behavior, joking with the baby.

"Would you drink milk? Do you want to roll around, mmh?"

The baby spoke but it was unclear but Marina seemed to understand what the baby was saying because she put it in the crib.

"Mmh, play first?"

"Oiya, the toy he hung was not installed yet. Oh my God, I forgot." Abigail patted him on the forehead. "Where did I put it?" He's looking into the room.

While Marina brings the dirty dishes to the kitchen and washes them. When he returned, he saw Abigail putting up a hanging toy on the crib fence outside. Then he tried to ring it. There was a soft sound of music and hanging toys spinning slowly.

At first Farrel was surprised to see it and focused on seeing a toy spinning overhead, but over time the baby was used to the song playing. He seemed to like it because of the occasional noise when he heard the song replayed.

"Oh, Papa's son likes the song, huh, honey?"

The baby started babbling indistinctly.

The man smiled. Hmm, Marina. You seem to have created a shady home for him because Farrel smiles a lot like your face. Also my face.

"Eh, Brother. If Abigail doesn't want anything, I'll take a bath, okay, sister?"

"Oiya. Just shower. I still want to play with Farrel."

Marina then went into the room. Shortly after, he came back with a fresh-looking face.

"Marina."

"Yes?"

"I just heard from the police. They've got the CCTV and now we're being asked to come there to identify."

"Yes?" Marina looks panicked. "So who came first? Brother want to take a shower or am I changing clothes?"

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Door opens.

"Marina?"

"Please."

"What's the morning like this here?" Please know of their arrival because there is an Abigail behind Marina and from her sister's story. He nodded at the man Abigail replied with a nod as well.

"This is Sila, the baby's parents. I was surprised because I knew him before" Marina told Sila. He was carrying Farrel himself.

"Oh, please come in," take Sila to the two.

"Oh, I'm sorry, but we couldn't stop by because we had to go to the police station to identify. It's just that I as Farrel's parents want to thank you for being helped to take care of the little one who did not know the limp at that time." Abigail spoke.

"Either why the baby is being cheered on is even a person I already know and is in plain sight. Though often met but because I never noticed this baby plus misunderstanding that Marina is married makes me not realize that Farrel has been there and close to me. It's stupid to remember this."

Anka, who was in the dining room, peeked out when she heard the conversation at the door.

"That's his name."

"What?" Marina and Abigail were shocked to hear that she had unknowingly asked at the same time.

Please laugh a little to see the faces of the two blushing. "Because it turns out that God helped the Father by handing him over to the nearest person so that he did not have to look far."

"Oh." The two men returned together accidentally.