
"Mommy, whose baby sister is this?" Noah opened the door slowly, then entered the room followed by Bryan from behind. They are like heads and tails inseparable.
"here, Honey! This is your baby brother. Pretty, right?"
Yonna held the tiny baby who was still crying despite being given milk. Maybe the baby was uncomfortable, so Yonna patted the little butt wrapped in a doll-patterned cloth slowly.
Noah approached, looking at the crying baby with interest.
"When was the baby in Mommy's stomach? Why Mommy's stomach is not big like Aunty Bianca's stomach" said the smart boy probing. Yonna smiled, one of her hands raised to rub the top of her head.
"Mommy has a small stomach, so it doesn't look."
"Look! The baby is silent. Her face was beautiful" Bryan said, opening his voice. Her index finger stretched out rubbing the small white cheeks so gently.
"Maybe this is called the bond. This baby was instantly silent when he saw his elder brother standing before him," Yonna was deeply entrenched in the heart.
"You're right, he seems to like you. I'm more handsome than you!" the original Noah chirp made Yonna chuckle. Noah was always jealous if anyone didn't notice.
"Yes .. yes. He feels the most handsome" Bryan sneered. His eyes could not be seen from the baby's face. His forefinger was held by the hand of the baby who did not wear the glove so strongly.
"Indeed I'm handsome, you're the one who doesn't realize it" replied Noah jumawa. He slightly raised his chin haughty, Yonna admitted that her son's confidence level deserves a thumbs up.
"Have ... already! Don't fight, the baby's sister will wake up, see her eyes begin to dim" said Yonna.
The two boys looked at the baby in his cradle, then smiled.
"Little sister, you're mine. Big will stay next to me, yeah! So my beautiful little angel, I like you!" chirps Noah pulling the arch on Yonna's lips.
He thought it was a joke of a little boy who was happy to get a new sister, without him realizing that fate had tied his son with the tiny baby in his hand.
The night greeted me with silence. After chatting with her two sons, Yonna again struggled with the debate that occurred this afternoon.
"Are you still thinking about what Mama said?" tanya Bara approached Yonna. They both sat on the sofa at the end of the bed.
"Yes, I'm confused, Mas. Why did Mama so hard reject that beautiful baby. Mama can accept Bryan in this house, why not with the little baby? Were they both born to the same mother?
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Bara sighed. "They are both different Alice. Bryan son of Gavin, inside him still flows the blood of the Apsara family. The bond between Mama and Bryan can also be established because of the blood relationship. While the baby is, we don't know for sure who the father is. Is Dion or maybe another man!" Bara turned to look at the baby bok which is now neatly arranged on the left side of the bed.
"What Mama said is true too, we can't babysit the baby. Let's find an old man who will adopt her and love her. Maybe it'll be better" Bara suggested to Yonna. He turned back to his wife, their two eyes meeting each other.
"How could you do that, my dear? The baby is Bryan's sister. We shouldn't have separated them. After all, Bryan and Noah were very fond of the baby they thought was his sister" Yonna debated. He is still confused with his opinion.
Her little heart wanted the baby so badly, either out of affection, or perhaps out of a desire to have another baby that it was her reason to keep the baby with her.
"It's not because of heart, Alice. But there is a lot we have to consider in the future. I understand what you want, but there are some things we can't control and we decide as we please."
"So you mean, we let that kid be taken by someone else? We're out of responsibility, is that what you mean, Mas?"
He rubbed his face rough. He was confused as to how to explain to his wife, a thousand explanations would mean nothing to Yonna. Because Bara is aware that his wife wants at this time is not an explanation, but rich "yes" for what he wants at this time. Babysit the baby girl who started to enter her heart.
"You put it this way, my mother. If Mama's not letting us babysit in this house, how about we go back to our old house. We'll bring the kids! I can really take care of the three of them myself" Yonna said, giving her a choice that remained to her liking.
It may sound a little selfish, but she is still a mother who has a lot of affection that she wants to pour out. God only gave her one chance to have a baby from her own womb.
"Mama must have strongly rejected your proposal. You remember for yourself right, ever since Gavin died, Mama insisted we stay in this house and not go back to the old house."
"But, I love this baby. You know for yourself until this moment we have not been blessed with children back, the doctor also said the possibility of having a child was a little difficult due to the drugs that I have been taking," yonna sounded so soft. He turned his eyes to the sleeping baby.
Take a deep breath to inhale the aroma of telon oil and powder which is now the hallmark aroma of the room for now. The smell he had not seen for the past 8 years.
Bara sighed, he could not at least face his wife who looked so sad.
"Try me later, I'll talk to Mama again slowly. For a while, don't show the child's face to Mama. He'll definitely be emotionally back to seeing the kid."
"Now it's night, let's go to bed!" continued Bara. His eyes glanced at the wall clock that had been showing at eleven o'clock in the evening.
"You go to sleep first, Mom! I'm not sleepy yet."
"Can't be so Alice! Your body also needs rest, all day you've been busy taking care of Noah and Bryan and home. Now in addition to a baby that will keep you awake all night. When the baby sleeps, now you go to sleep!" bara's edict began to stare intently like a superior who was pressing his subordinates to beak on his orders.
If that was the case, Yonna could only relent. He also went to bed, lying with his brain still loyal to fight.
He was still thinking about how to go ahead. What if her in-laws still force her to throw the baby into an orphanage or give it to someone else for adoption?
Should he let go of the child that had entered his heart? Or fight that eventually makes his relationship with in-laws become tenuous?