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"Myh, Apin myh... Apin.." ronta Maurin was full of fear. What if his twin brother was all right?
No. gabe. He doesn't want to. He did not want to happen to Mallfin even though the boy was very boring to him.
"Shhwa... It's okay, baby."
In the turmoil of fear, Ana still tried to calm down. She must not look weak, she must be a strong woman for the sake of her two hearts.
"Mallfette... Wake up baby..." Piling Mallfin's head on his thigh, his hands now move gently rubbed Mallfin's face that looks pale.
Mallfin did not budge, the boy did not even respond to his touch, making Ana's worries even more.
"Hw... Banun... ."
"Maafin Mollin, Mollin bellsallah endak dengall Apin, hiks.." Maurin's chatter was full of guilt.
"It's okay, baby. Now we go home first, we take Mallfin at home."
Although the smile was thinly on his lips, but the corner of his eyes even looked watery. Which mother will not be sad if she sees the condition of the unconscious son.
"Mollin bellsallah. Kallena Mollin, Apin knows Lio lakall's shama ball. Apin endak want banun-banun. Mollin beullsallah, Mollin bellsallah, hiks," the little girl unceasingly showed her remorse. He really felt guilty to little Mallfin for not hearing his words.
"It's okay, baby. Maurin stand first, let mommy carry Mallfin yes... ."
In his arms his little son in his warm arms, stepped out of the playground with a million chest-shattering fears.
Little Maurin also followed Ana's small steps. His hand was even endlessly gripping the end of Ana's clothes as if trying to suppress all her sadness and injuries.
Arriving at home, Ana immediately laid the body of the son on his bed, wrapped the small chest with a little eucalyptus oil just to give him warmth.
"Alhamdulillah, Mallfin is conscious." Ana screeched as she found out the son was now slowly opening his eyelids.
The flirting of the question did not necessarily make Mallfin respond more. His forehead now looks frowning, felt his head now feels throbbing pain. The boy grimaced as the pain suddenly assaulted him without excuse.
"Myh..." Mallfin was in pain. Makes Ana confused. Worrying now too.
"Why dear, where's the pain?"
"Sick myh... " Create the boy while holding his head.
"Mallfin's head, sick... ."
Ana was really frightened. Just this time his little son was even crying out in pain. What happened to her son was actually. Is the throw of the ball enough to make the son cry as he pleased?
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Trouble Ana tried to calm the son, eventually the state of the little Mallfin gradually improved. No more pain, no more moaning, the boy now looks good in his deep sleep. The subtle pat on his small chest had managed to shed all the pain he had felt earlier.
Ana stopped her movements, her hands stretched out, rubbing the handsome face of the son who looked good in his sleep.
The woman sighed deeply, then before long, the tears finally fell soaking down her beautiful face. The crying that he had been holding was no longer able to be silenced behind his clear eyes.
The pain that the son experienced had completely destroyed his fragile and easily injured heart. The crying groan that was so slashing it managed to make his chest feel more tight and sore. No matter how hard she tries to stay strong, but she is still a mother who will not be able to see her baby until she is tormented by pain.
"Mommy..."
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