Author And The Baby
Fiesta

"But still, people will look weird at me. I'll be thinking of your partner again." Marina revealed in a embarrassed bow.

Abigail listened and looked at it. He cleared his throat for a while and tidied his hair in the upper mirror, saying, "You're my friend, my partner takes care of Farrel so it's natural that you dress like that." Back he cleared his throat. He was at a loss as to how to put Marina's status so that the woman would feel at ease.

The woman glanced at Abigail with a faint smile. "Mc ...."

The night has come. Glittering light began to decorate the large buildings with solid walls around the apartment. Abigail, Marina and Farrel prepared to go to the party in prepared clothes.

Marina came out of the room and saw that Abigail had been dressed neatly in a black suit.

The man was holding Farrel who had just woken up and was a little fussy. "Please make her milk let her drink milk before she leaves."

"OK."

Marina to the kitchen while Abigail joked with Farrel. "Mmh, just woke up Papa's son. Don't face so ugly ah!" He rubbed his face on the baby's stomach made the baby amused and laughed. He repeated it until Farrel's face smiled a lot. Abigail kissed Farrel's swollen cheeks, which began to pierce until she laughed again. The baby touched Abigail's face.

"Fast big one, dear. Papa wants to hear you talk, go to school, have a girlfriend. Uh, don't be! Papa doesn't have one."

"What's the deal?" Marina came with her bottle of milk.

"Eh? Mmm." Abigail flipped and took a bottle of Farrel. "Eh, no." He gave the baby a bottle of milk. Farrell drank it with excitement.

"Mmh?" The woman looked at Abigail curiously.

"Eh, it's okay."

Suddenly Marina's hand pointing towards Abigail's neck made the man shocked. "This shirt wants to be buttoned up or let off one, because the collar is often pulled the collar of the suit to the side." He tidied up the man's shirt collar.

"Eh, how good?"

"If it is buttoned more neatly."

"Yes, it's just buttoned up."

"But I can breathe, right, if I button everything?"

Abigail frowned. "Of course Marina." He almost laughed.

The woman put the button on the man's shirt collar.

There was a bit of a strange sense when Marina's soft hand touched the man's neck. Instantly his heart rhythm broke. That's why Abigail couldn't talk.

"It."

At that time his best net escape was to focus on Farrel who was mucking from his milk bottle. "Eh, thank you." He still glanced at the face of the woman in front who was smiling sweetly at him.

"Yes, not papa."

Duh, Marina. Where should I start? I don't understand how to start. I can't possibly say I love you(i love you), instantly. Or could it be? Ah, looks like I have to learn from a Casanova, huh!

"Why, Brother?" Marina looked at the man like confusion watching him.

"Eh, no." The man avoided.

"Eh, let me be the one who's fat, brother." Marina took over the baby. He was afraid the man did not concentrate on waiting for Farrel to suckle which caused the baby to choke.

"Eh, yeah." The man gave the baby to Marina.

The two sat waiting for Farrel to finish his milk. The woman focused on Farrel so that Abigail could follow the figure of the woman in front of her.

He was a little fat but the man could never see it when he was with him. For all he knew, Farrel was always happy to be with this woman. Sometimes laugh and ask to be carried when looking at his face.

Unlike the time with her birth mother Alena who even though she wanted to be carried when she saw it, because she often saw Alena ignoring Farrel when alone. Though they had a babysitter who helped him, so Farrel was never as enthusiastic as Marina.

After three dollars, Abigail as Farrel's father also felt the same way towards Marina in comparison with his wife when Marina was clearly someone else for both of them. If this is the case, I should speed up my steps but where should I start?

"Here, sister, milk." Marina put the Farrel milk bottle on the table. Farrell looked very sleepy.

"Let's put it in the baby car. Yuk, we're leaving!"

They then got out by pushing Farrel's pram. They turn in the corridor and meet Sila who is just about to enter her apartment. He had already opened half the entrance and was staring at the two of them. "Eh, where are you going to be groomed like this?" ledek Please.

"You go to the wedding party to accompany Farrel's father, Ma'am," Marina said.

"Oh, so. Wow, that's a beautiful dress." Please see both.

"I'm used to it like this. Nothing special" said Abigail.

Anka who was inside the apartment heard the voice of the conversation of the person at the door and recognized Marina's voice. He immediately went out and looked at the two lovebirds who looked neat and beautiful. Especially Marina.

"Oh, Anka, you're home" Marina said.

"Eh, yes, Brother."

"Yes, we go first huh, Ma'am?" said the woman to Sila.

"Oh, yes, yes." Please nod your head as Abigail nods at him.

Marina and Abigail went to the elevator while pushing Farrel's pram.

Anka was still looking at Marina until Sila waved in front of the young man's face.

"Hey! Daydreamed. This helps my sister bring my sister's groceries inside" said Sila to her sister, Anka. He gave the plastic to the young man.

"Where is Surya?"

"Again below, bring the rest."

"Oh."

Abigail helped push the pram into the elevator, then closed the elevator door. "What do you call Sila? 'Sister' or 'Mbak'?" Apparently Abigail noticed.

"Actually 'Mbak' but because Anka often calls her brother 'Sister' so call her, 'Sister' too. Take Anka."

"Oh, quick. How fickle."

After getting into the car, the car was sliding across the highway with vehicles crowded on the road. They eventually make it to a magnificent building where Abigail's friend's wedding party takes place.

They then entered with a baby carriage. Farrel was still soundly asleep.

There Abigail met many colleagues, and her best friend.

"Hey, Abigail, how are you?"

Abigail. "Hey, Haris, how are you?"

They shake.

"Good, fine. Oh, you came with your wife?" Haris glanced at Marina.

"Well, you don't know about my problems? 'And he was on TV" said Abigail, wrenching her eyebrows.

"Oh, of course I know, but I think you're married again" whispered Haris who glanced at Marina.

Of course Marina heard and lowered her head in embarrassment.

"You're it!" Abigail patted his friend's shoulder. "It's my son's babysitter."

"Oh yeah? It looks like ...."

"Oh, yes. He happens to be my friend."

"Oh, so?" Haris immediately glanced towards Marina and thrust a hand. "I'll introduce you, my name is Haris. Abigail's friends went to college together." The handsome Javanese man smiled at Marina.

The woman welcomed him. "Marina."

"Mk." Haris still had not taken his hand on Marina and was still staring making Abigail a little upset at her friend.

"Already! What the hell?" Abigail let go of both of their hands.

Marina held back a laugh.

Haris pulled Abigail away. "If I play at home, will you?"

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