Author And The Baby
Farhan

"What is this, baby? Whose baby?" Anka was surprised when she came to them. "Your brother Marina?"

"Actually he was tricked by unknown people" explained Sila.

"unknown person, who does that mean?"

Finally, Sila repeated her story to her sister.

"Wuah, have to report to the police dong!"

"It does, but the scene is far from here, and no one wants to be cheered on by this baby because if I want to deal with the police I have to stay there, I have to stay there, and it's not sure how long to wait either" Marina explained confusedly.

"It should be, the police won't complicate things. Maybe the police can help get the baby's cheek."

"That's it?" Marina regrets her actions.

"Normally so. The police must have a social institution that can be used as a place to leave the baby," said Surya, Sila's husband.

"But how did this happen?"

Surya touched his chin. "Mmh, if his mother leaves him to you, chances are that this baby's mother doesn't want the baby back."

"But I don't know how to take care of a baby and I don't know how to raise it."

"Mmhmd. Just take care of this baby for a while, Marina. We'll help you. We will find a solution together," said Sila trying to calm him.

The baby then cried.

"Maybe he's hungry. We'll make milk first, okay?" Sila who is still holding the baby invites Marina to the kitchen. He taught Marina to wash the baby milk bottle first with warm water because the bottle was used.

Anka followed, helping Marina wash the milk bottle with boiling water and following her brother's instructions to fill the bottle with powdered milk and warm water. Marina watched it carefully. After the milk is shaken and warm accordingly, then the bottle of milk is given to the baby. Her crying was gone too. Please try giving it to the woman again to get used to holding and breastfeeding the baby. "Can't you?"

"Hopefully."

Anka rubbed the baby's head, and occasionally glanced at Marina. This slightly fat woman did have an attractive face and Anka really liked the woman's face. He did not realize his brother was watching him.

Please berdehem. "Put down your bag first, 'it's home."

"Oh, yes, brother." Anka ran out of the kitchen while taking off her backpack.

Marina laughs silently with Sila because she sees Anka's cute behavior.

"It looks like you're lucky, Marina's got a baby that's not fussy."

"Mk." Marina thought for a moment. "I actually also leave my phone number to the cafe employees there, hoping, yes .. Maybe the baby's mother changed her mind or she was in trouble on the road, such as an accident. Astaghfirullah alazim, hopefully not really, Ma'am only if you see this baby just pity, if it turns out his mother threw it away." Marina let out her heart.

"Yes, hopefully not." Please look at the neighbor. "But her mother dared to also take this very small baby everywhere. I think it's about this month because it's still so small and his eyes haven't been fully opened."

Marina noticed the baby whose eyes were open every time they spoke when they began to speak in a low tone, but the baby was not at all disturbed. He continues to suck.

"By the way, you want to give this boy a name, 'is he staying with you for a while, '" asked Sila curiously.

"Oh, yes. What yes? Mmh ... Farhan?"

The baby opened his eyes and stopped breastfeeding.

"Oh, you like that name yeah, honey. Ok, your name is Farhan" Marina whispered to the little baby as she rubbed her head.

The baby closed his eyes and suckled.

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That afternoon after the burial of his wife's body, Abigail returned home feeling empty. Because he could not afford to hold his wife's private study, his in-laws took over the event and held it at their home. The man couldn't even go to work.

After a long time confining himself in the room he finally came out as well. The man had his eyes moist because he was constantly crying and blaming himself so he could not help his wife.

Abigail's parents didn't come to the house for long. Those from abroad are forced to stop their business trip to see their only child who suddenly lost his wife due to suicide.

"Abigail." A middle-aged bule woman took off the suitcase she had pulled and immediately hugged her son.

"Mama." The man welcomed the woman's warm embrace.

A middle-aged man also followed and saw the mother and child hugging each other. While shedding tears, he also felt guilty.

He had seen the seeds of their incompatibility in the early marriage and instead asked Abigail to be patient, until the destruction of her son's marriage now dawned upon her. But it's too late. Time can no longer be replayed to correct mistakes, only now are regrets that may haunt her for the rest of her life.

They then sat together on a sofa chair and contemplated what steps to take later.

"Pa's." Abigail raised her face to look at her Indonesian father's face with a look full of sadness. "I can't live in this house anymore. I just want to move, to ... The apartment may be close to the office, because I want to occupy myself with work."

"Just do what you want, honey. Mama's supporting you." Mama cheers.

Abigail looked at her mother weakly. "I'm sorry, Ma, Pa. I can't carry out your ideals well because it's beyond my means."

"Already, Abigail, don't blame yourself. I know you've been trying. You're an obedient child to parents, where we may blame you."

Abigail lowered. "I'm sorry, Ma, Pa because I can't afford to do my job as a child to you."

Papa patted his son's shoulder to calm him down. "It has. I'm free to let you choose your own way of life now. You can move out of this house and don't burden your mind. Let Papa and Mama take care of the house, so go!"

Abigail looked at her parents and tried to smile.

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That day Abigail searched for an apartment and her mind was immediately fixed on the apartment next to her company building. Fortunately, there are still empty units to buy because the apartment is also only one year old.

Abigail immediately moved in with her belongings from her old house so that she quickly moved out. In the afternoon everything was finally arranged as desired.

He wants to go out to eat. Before he came out he equipped himself with sunglasses so that no one would notice his eyes were swollen from crying too much.

While stepping in the corridor and turning, he was surprised to see a woman who was opening the door of his room. The woman turned out to be the woman he often saw in the cafe downstairs. "Oh .. Do you live here?"

Marina who did not recognize the man for wearing sunglasses, frowned.

"It's me!" Abigail lifted her glasses a little.

"Oh." But Marina looked at the man's slightly swollen eyes. "why your eyes?"

Abigail hurriedly put on her glasses again. "Eh, sorry. Personal matter. Uh, but why are your eyes blackened around?" He asked, looking around the blackened eyes of the woman.

"Regular, lack of sleep."

"Oh yeah, we're neighbors. My name is Abigail." The man held out his hand and was greeted by the woman.

"Marina."