Author And The Baby
Jealous

Abigail got into the car and closed the door. After a short stale conversation with the police, he chose to go home. In the car, he opened the folded paper intended for him with a feeling of remorse.

'To Mr. Abigail Morgan,

I'm sorry I wrote this letter as an outpouring of heart that I couldn't contain because guilt had thought you were the cause of all the chaos in my life but it wasn't. It turned out that I was just looking for an escape from all the problems of my own.

Mr. Abigail, I'm sorry. Forgive me for planting the seeds of hostility in your household so you often quarrel with your wife because your wife is always suspicious, you have other women out there.

I'm vengeful, because I thought it was you who caused me to be dismissed from your company, after knowing I had a lot of debt there. But apparently, you did not know about this at all and even offered me to help with financial problems, make me realize I have sinned a lot by slandering the Father to the point that the wife of the Father committed suicide.

When I found out your wife killed herself, I panicked and left the baby to someone I didn't even remember. I'm scared, sir.

Father's wife came to me and said she loved you very much, sir but has already made your heart hurt until finally you cheated out there. He only realized that but he felt it was too late. He feels like a stumbling block for you with other people, so he wants to be alone and leave your children to me. He said, if in 3 hours he doesn't call me then he's gone.

I realized the meaning of the word 'go' an hour later. By Allah, Sir. If I knew the meaning of the word, I would have kept it in check. I had destroyed your family but I could not fix it. Let me accept the punishment now, sir. Goodby.

The Kanaya Tsabina.'

Abigail shed tears. It turned out that his conjecture had been wrong with his wife because there were other people who meddled in inciting and making his household chaotic like this. This isn't kidding. A big mistake that ended tragically. If time were to repeat itself.

The man leaned his back backwards and tried to breathe a sigh of relief while being disappointed. More disappointed because now he views his late wife is no longer the same. If only at that time he spent a lot of time with his wife, but at that time he had tried and there was always his wife's rejection of unreasonable things that cause them to always fight. Was Alena jealous? Seems like.

He blames himself insensitively with the jealously jealous wife, making every little thing great in their quarrels. Why didn't he realize that?

Yes, he is just a stupid man who is insensitive to the behavior of his wife who actually wants to be loved and he ... Alena must be very lonely.

It was Marina's face. In the second, Abigail wiped her tears and started the engine. Yes, only Marina is able to dispel this sadness. Grief in the heart.

Abigail immediately spurred her vehicle through the streets of the capital.

Arriving at the apartment, he immediately entered but at that moment he was shocked. Marina is laughing with a young man who is believed to be her neighbor's sister, Anka.

A surprised Anka immediately stood up while Marina who was holding baby Farrel stared at him.

"Oh, Abigail's sister? What's up, Brother? Why go home so fast. Is anyone missing?" marina asked the man.

"Eh, that's ...." Abigail rubbed the back of her head in confusion. "Eh, who is this? Uh, oh, yeah. Your neighbor's sister at that time, huh?"

"Eh, yes, Brother." Anka nodded with disdain.

"Oh yes, she's Anka. He's Sila's sister."

"Oh." Abigail thrust out her hand which Anka had to welcome. "Abigail."

"Anka."

"Still in school?" the man's comment saw a very young Anka.

"Udah college, sister," Anka said with a smile when she was upset half-dead thought a child. Moreover, his body is high enough for a young man of his age, 170 inches which almost matches the height of Abigail.

"Oh, yes." Abigail was quite surprised to see the young man at her residence that afternoon. "Didn't college?"

It seems that Anka did not understand the meaning of Abigail's words but not Marina's. That's why he spoke. "Oh, Anka wants to go home. Yeah, isn't it, Ka?"

"Eh?" The young man still did not know the direction of the conversation.

"Eh, Abigail's sister seems to want to eat at home uh, you just go home. 'You want to get ready for college, don't you, Ka?" Marina stood up and pushed her elbow at the young man to the front door.

"Eh, yes, yes, yes." A little bit of the young man began to understand. "I'm going home first, brother? Assalamu'alaikum."

"Waalaikum salam."

Anka opened the door and went outside.

Marina then went to Abigail. "Because why did the tumben come home so fast?"

The man looks different. He shone on the woman's face making sure. "Can't I go home?" His voice sounded annoyed.

"Eh, okay, brother, why not? I just want to know, do you want to eat at home or just pick up the things you missed? If you want to eat at home, I'll prepare rice or will I cook all of you?"

The net began to dim, believe, disappointed, and various kinds of feelings that then the owner of the eye drove him to another place.

Marina came to the crib to put the baby in the crib but suddenly the man's hand pulled her and sat down on the chair he was sitting on.

"Attent."

"Eh?"

Abigail pulled out the chair the young man had occupied and placed it parallel to Marina's seat. He sat there and took out the letter he had read and gave it to the woman. "This morning Kanaya, my ex-secretary was found dying in her cell trying to commit suicide with insect venom and left this letter for me. Fortunately his life survived."

Marina was surprised and opened the letter. He read. It was quite surprising to know how the man was betrayed by his former secretary which led to his wife finally choosing to commit suicide. It was tragic that man's life.

Not noticeably, the man wrapped his hands around Marina's arms and then placed his head on the woman's shoulder.

Marina was surprised.

"Let me do this first. I can't hold you because we're not the mahram."

"Eh, yes."

"We're friends, so be this."

"Mk." Marina's waiting. Waiting until the man was really strong to raise his head back, but what happened was, the man hugged the woman's arm even tighter. Marina was getting so excited to see it.

There was the sound of Farrel's baby playing. "Female, ageng ...."

"What, dear." Marina's soft voice made the baby's netra look at her.

Abigail peeked out from the side. "Mmh, Papa's son." The man raised his head and wiped his tears. "Here, Papa's son is Papa." He took it out of Marina's hands. "I eat at home. You cook anything I'll eat, even if it's just a cow's eye egg."