Author And The Baby
Displacements

"Mmh, oh yeah. Regarding the move, you need not be confused. Just get your clothes and valuables straight into the suitcase, the rest let the people from the transfer officer take care of it. This apartment I'll rent it because I already bought it."

"Yes, Brother." Marina bribed her nasi. "Oh, yes. For Farrel, it seems like he needs his own suitcase, because his clothes start a lot and also toys and other supplies."

"Mh, let me ask my parents. It was fortunate that the transfer was still the day after tomorrow so I could think of what to prepare."

"Mk."

After dinner, Abigail entered the room. He knew she would need some time alone to write so he went to the room so Marina could rest and write. Especially now that there is a Farrel to take care of. He did not want to burden her too much with homework.

Did he write the last chapter of his novel? The man only realized that for a few days he had not checked the woman's novel. Oh, there's been. He immediately climbed onto the bed and leaned back. I read the novel until it was finished.

Mmh. Abigail had read the final chapter of the novel and looked relieved. Well, the story is pretty good. Ah, I just give him a gift that many tired results make this story to the end. He must have liked it.

The man then collected points and also bought coins in order to be able to reward Marina's novel. He looked satisfied after sending it.

Hopefully he keeps writing. The man smiled happily.

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A few days passed and the day they moved into a new home. That morning they had breakfast together.

"Mmh, looks like we're moving in the afternoon. Mama helped fill the house and furniture since yesterday afternoon and she said later the afternoon can only be finished. How about we go swimming this morning?" abigail was excited.

"Mmh?" Marina who looked sleepy with blackened eye bags, just nodded. "Mk."

"Marina, are you still sleepy?" The man began to realize the woman was not as she usually was with dark circles around her eyes.

"Mmh?" Now the woman rubbed her eyes, trying to focus. "I just finished writing, Brother."

"Geez, you haven't slept?" Abigail flabbergasted. "Yes .. yes already. You better get some more sleep after this" he said, a little disappointed.

"But, how's Farrel, brother?"

"Not to think about. I inshaAllah can take care of Farrel. You've never been on leave, so I'm freeing you today for a break."

"But we want to move?"

Seeing the woman's slightly matted face, the man could not bear it. "The important thing is that you sleep first, do not think about the others so that you recover quickly. If you can't move today. It's still tomorrow."

Marina looked at the man with mounting guilt. Supposedly, when he was needed he was able to carry out the task, but it turned out he could not and even burdened Abigail to take care of Farrel. "I'm sorry, Brother. I'm not much help."

"It's okay, you're just a human being. You need to rest. Go to bed after finishing your breakfast."

Marina nodded.

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Abigail's world was quiet again when she didn't hear the woman's voice. For some reason, the term house is now synonymous with Marina, a woman who slowly began to rule the world. The world that just lost a wife.

At first he felt taboo thinking about the woman but gradually he was defeated by the charm of the woman who now began to mess with her weight. In her eyes, the woman had never changed in her fat and thin moment which was always full of charm.

He has never been this crazy in his life. Loving a woman, as she is, is like a goddess disguised as a human being. The woman is always charming, wherever and whatever she does. Abigail hopes destiny will unite them.

"Sister."

A hand moved before his eyes until he realized. The man looked. "Marina?" Seen, the woman had changed her clothes and looked neat.

Did ya?

Marina took the Farrel that the man was holding. "here, Brother. Farrel I'm fat. My things are ready, just brought. What brother would take a shower before leaving?"

Abigail looked towards her body. He realized he had not taken a shower since this morning. "Oh, yes. Gosh." He stood up but remembered something. "Oh, yes. Mama called earlier, we can already go there carrying things. Have you prepared the items in the kitchen as well? Just bring the important ones, like Farrel needs."

"Here, Brother."

"Then I take a shower."

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Abigail looked around. He was satisfied to see the results of his mother's efforts to beautify the house.

"It's Mama's asking an interior designer to help fill in, so it's not 100 percent of Mama's business."

"But still, without Mama's help, this house won't fill up this fast. Uh, how much did Mama put out, let me change, Ma." The man reached into his pants pocket.

"Ah no need. Mama paid for it from the money from the sale of your old house. That's a lot left. Are you ...."

"Mama hold it first. I don't need it" Abigail cut.

Mama just shut up. He knows Abigail is still traumatized when told about things related to her late wife. Moreover, the relics of his wife, the man was never willing to touch it again since the incident so that there are some that are discarded and some are stored for Farrel. Maybe one day, his granddaughter needs to know who his mother is.

May your new love heal you, my son. The middle-aged bule woman turned her head towards Marina who was pushing the baby carriage around inside the house.

Marina looked happy to see the new house. "Sister, behind if plus a swing, good!"

"O yes, mmm." The bule man touched his chin. "Otherwise, Marina?" His eyes glowed while talking to the woman.

Mama saw it and was moved to tears.

Abigail saw. "Eh, Mama why, Ma?" He touched his mother's arm.

Mama shook her head.

Marina approached as well. "Mother why?"

"No. I just wish this house was a good start for all of us."

"Mama." Abigail hugged the woman who had given birth to her gently. The woman patted the man on the back, quietly.

They then had lunch together and were still talking about the imperfect house. They had lunch with food that Abigail bought.

"So the maid's coming tomorrow, Ma?" abigail asked her mother.

"Yes, it's okay, right? Also the guard at the gate."

"It's okay, Ma. These two days I will focus at home first to see that there is still less. To the office at the earliest, because by chance nothing matters."

"The lower room of Mama Fox is your room of work Abi. Your room's upstairs, it's Marina, but between your rooms there's Farrel's. Mama's already installed the intercom, so Marina or you can listen to say Farrel's crying."

Marina and Abigail exchanged lyrics. They understand Mama Abigail's decision.