Unknown Baby
Ayah

Infinite affection, since the incident earlier this afternoon made Myesha worried, He hugged Yuno tightly to make the toddler sleep. Myesha was very afraid that the child she raised was taken by her biological parents. Yuno's hair was rubbed, straight and bushy. He snores a little. 

Unable to deny Myesha that her actions are selfish, Ren is Yuno's real father, Myesha understands that. Ren is entitled to Yuno more than her who has no blood relation at all. 

"Let Mother be selfish, Mother does not want to lose you."

Myesha kissed Yuno's forehead gently, it felt a little salty as it mixed with sweat. Their fan died a few days ago, accidentally hit by Yuno until it was damaged. After grieving, Myesha finally fell asleep, her distended stomach due to containing the aborted junior Faiq makes it difficult to sleep lately. Not to mention her feet are swollen with water. 

Entering the 9th month Faiq's birth mother came, this time along with Faiq's mother number 3. Want to help and be ready to welcome grandchildren who are still otw he said. The house is getting crowded, everyone is waiting for the birth of the baby who is the male sex. 

"Dad play, yuk." Take Yuno, Faiq shook his hand. Asking Yuno to go inside, Faiq now has an important guest. A policeman who helped investigate a suspicious person who some time ago troubled residents because he was considered a child kidnapper. 

"Main is the same Mother." Faiq turned the toddler's body, telling him to stay away from there. 

With lips pouting Yuno carried her mai away, she looked at her mother then exhaled heavily. Myesha is currently engaged with her mother-in-law in the kitchen. Giggling indistinctly, Yuno did not like to see her bunda like that. Scary.

The toddler ran to the front of the house, there was a police car parked in the yard. A child not far from her was sitting alone by the car, Yuno came running with her little legs. 

"Main yuk!" Suddenly and fearlessly Yuno reached out to the car. The 3-4-year-old boy backed off. She's afraid.

"Dagger!" His shouting. 

Yuno flinched, she looked from top to bottom at the boy who was taller than her. Her clothes were shabby, her face bruised, and frightened. 

"Who are you?" Ask Yuno. Her pretty eyes twitched a few times. 

The boy looked at Yuno, slowly his demeanor subsided. "Lical." 

"Iwild?" Yuno repeated. 

"Not Ical but Lical!" 

Yuno shook her head not understanding, the sentence was the same but the boy why was he angry? Once again Yuno stretched out her toy. He pointed to the sand used to make the gate in the corner of the house. Invite to play there. There's a big toy car truck that's already filled with sand, Yuno's former toy yesterday.

"Main in cana, yuk." Take Yuno again. This time the boy was holding the hand of the boy named Lical.

"Don't play!" He slammed Yuno's hand. Made the little boy fall into the green grass. Apparently the one in shock was not Yuno, but rather the child. He looked at Yuno's state in fear.

Yuno was not a crybaby, Faiq taught her like that. The boy did not cry even after he fell. He quickly stood up and picked up his dirty toy.

"Aren't you papa?" ask the boy to worry.

"Ata Mommy, Uno Abang."

The boy was stunned to hear Yuno's words. "You have a father." Sorrowfully. Face lowered.

"Mother Ical ana?" ask Yuno.

"Nothing, dead."

Die off? Yuno did not understand the meaning of that sentence. Then he suddenly remembered with the fish****** belonging to the dead Yuriel. Death means you can't swim anymore. That's Yuriel said.

"Dad Ical ana?"

"Dad mukul. My hands are sick."

Ical showed his body full of bruises, so far Yuno has never been treated harshly even if done wrong. Myesha and Faiq always advised him in good words, if he spilled milk then Faiq taught him to wipe himself without scolding.

When the toys are scattered, Myesha will tell her to clean up on her own. It makes Yuno become independent even though she is only 2.5 years old.

"You're resourceful?"

Yuno had seen Yuriel hit by Riki a few times, usually only the buttocks until Yuriel cried loudly.

The boy shook his head. "You hit dad?"

Yuno shook her head, Faiq never even hit her. He scolded her several times but never hurt her physically at all.

"Your father is good."

Just this time Yuno felt glad her father was being praised. "My father is a good doctel." The toddler smiled broadly at his father's pride.

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