Author And The Baby

Author And The Baby
Beachside


"Old huh, brother?" Suddenly Marina came from the side.


The man looked. "Oh, it's okay."


"When if you order food first is also okay. 'It's past time." Marina pull up chair.


"Mk." Abigail touched his chin. "So I saw someone carrying a baby carriage. I thought about buying it."


"But Farrel can't lift his head yet? It can be lifted up a little."


"Oh, that doesn't matter. Just sleeping can. Or lifted a little on the head, no papa. This is to make it easier for you to take Farrel out of the way. So not tired. Fear is, soon his weight will increase. The weight of the car."


"G ... Agh ...." The baby started babbling.


Abigail turned to Farrell. "What dear? Mmh, looks like he's happy to be invited for a walk out." He set his gaze on Marina with a big smile.


"Now you order food first, later Abigail is sick, you are late to eat!" The woman reminded.


Abigail laughs. "Oh, yes, yes. I forget. Just order it for me."


"Yes, what did you order?"


Marina then called the restaurant waiter and ordered the food. While waiting for the food to come, the two looked at the baby Farrel who was moving his hands while staring at the man.


"Yes ...." The baby laughed.


"What are you laughing at, mmm? Your cheeks make Papa gales to see it," said Abigail softly. He placed his finger again on the baby's palm which was greeted with a firm grip.


Abigail kissed the baby's forehead out of pleasure.


Abigail's sister, it's a pity, same Farrel. I can't imagine if he had a fight with his wife. It seems impossible but the truth is yes. Abigail looks like a patient and loving person. Is his wife fierce? Ah, household people who knows.


The food then came.


"Sister, here brother, let me carry." Marina takes Farrel.


"Mk." Abigail actually could not bear to give Farrel to Marina because that way, the woman was so hampered by her eating, but because Marina was hired to take care of her child, she was forced to eat first.


Marina was able to eat while carrying Farrel, because she chose a practical food to eat. Lasagna. She cuts and bribes, but Marina pityes the face of Farrel who seems tempted to see the woman eat.


Marina smiled. "Mmh, so hungry huh? I want to feed you but it is not yet time. You'll be sick again."


"When can a baby eat?"


"Around 6 months old. It's still a long time, isn't it? I'm sorry to see Farrel seem hungry every time I see him eat."


"Mk." The man glanced at Farrel. "You know where it came from? Search the internet?"


"Yes Kak, now there's nothing on the internet, so it's easy to find."


They spent their lunch chatting and babysitting Farrel. After finishing lunch, they sat there for a while while enjoying the fresh sea air.


"Sister, should we just go back?" bring Marina.


"Lho why?"


"Farrel's gonna ask for milk soon."


They got out of the hotel and got into the car. It took about half an hour to find a supermarket, while Farrel was getting restless.


"Marina, you wait here huh? I'm going to buy Farrel's milk inside" Abigail said in front of the supermarket. Incidentally there was a food counter where Marina could sit waiting in the available seats.


When Abigail returned, it turned out that Marina was enjoying ice cream cone in hand while holding Farrel with a sling. This was actually a funny sight for Abigail, as the woman was shocked when the man came quickly, carrying the requested groceries.


The woman panicked. "Mmh, but we're asking who the hot water is now. Uh, the bottle hasn't been washed either. Well, how's this?" He was agitated to look back and forth while still eating the ice cream.


Abigail could not help but smile. He then took Farrel's used milk bottle from his backpack, and took it to the counter. He asked the waiter for help there. "May you ask for help, Mother. Please wash with hot water my child's milk bottle and fill this hot water and milk." He handed him a plastic package containing milk cans, a milk bottle and a piece of red money. "Can't, right? O yes, this is just a tip and a cup of coffee. The coffee money's coming."


"Ah, I really can't, but let me help." The boy took it.


Abigail then returned to where Marina was sitting. He almost laughed at the woman's mouth that was smudged with ice cream but it seemed that she was unconscious.


"Can Sis?" asked Marina curiously. He still ate the ice cream he was holding.


"Yes," said the man, holding back his laughter because when the woman ate her ice cream again, the stain widened.


"Why, Brother?" asked the woman astonished at the look on the man's face. Is there anything funny about him?


"Mmh, look." The man smiled broadly sitting before the woman. He picked up a tissue on the table and brought himself closer to Marina.


At that moment Marina's body seemed to freeze. The sudden movement of Abigail made the woman's heartbeat start pounding.


The man rubbed the woman's lips slowly and thoroughly. "Eating you is a mess." When he noticed, the man accidentally removed the lipstick on the woman's lips. "Oh, your lipstick is erased."


Because of his attention he cleaned Marina's mouth, he did not realize their faces were close to each other. He was surprised to raise his eyes forward. "Oh, uh ...." He froze ... saw the two beautiful eyeballs belonging to Marina who looked straight at him.


As his heart skipped a beat, he began to wake up and move backwards. "Oh, that's ...." He realized he had been caught staring back at the woman's eyes until he was embarrassed and lowered his head while rubbing the back of her neck. "Eh, I just ...." He looked at Marina.


The woman was still frozen in place with flushed cheeks. Looks like that woman can't speak so shyly either.


"Eh, Marina's your ice cream!" Abigail looked at the woman's ice cream that started melting through her hands.


"Oh, the ice cream," the woman complained.


Abigail took the tissue back and cleaned the woman's hand.


At the same time, a waitress came carrying a Farrel milk bottle, a cup of coffee and plastic shopping in a tray. "Here, sir, the milk bottle."


"Oh, yeah." Abigail took a bottle of milk and then thrust it at Marina. "Eh, coffee?" He looked at the waitress.


"Eh, no need, sir. The money is enough" said the waiter.


"Yes, thank you?" Then Abigail turned to Marina.


"But this ice cream, how?" Marina lifted the ice cream that stayed half in hand.


"Here, I'm aja." Abigail put the bottle on the table and took the woman's ice cream. He then cleaned Marina's hands with a tissue so that the woman could reach the milk bottle on the table with comfort.


Farrel who was already anxious to see the milk bottle, immediately suckled greedily as the pacifier was inserted into his mouth.


Marina and Abigail were relieved.