Author And The Baby
Babysitters Beautiful

They had lunch together.

"Mmh .. Who is it, Anka huh? He comes here often?" ask Abigail curious.

"O yes, because in the morning, he didn't go to college. So play here" explained Marina who bribed her credit.

"Every day?" search the man.

"When I was at home. Why Sis?"

"Mmh, no." Before Abigail bribed, she paused for a moment. "Mmh, after eating I want to take Farrel to my wife's grave."

"Oh, yes, Brother."

After lunch, they visited the cemetery where Alena was buried. A new gray granite headstone has been installed with the engraving of the name with the date of birth and date of death.

Still, as if the incident had just happened yesterday, Abigail shed tears. He crouched down with Marina who was holding Farrel while praying. The man touched the burial ground while touching Farrel. "Farrel, this is your mother's grave. Mother who loves you. Forgive him for going first. Keep growing up to be a good child even though mom's not next to you, huh?" Abigail looked at the little baby.

The baby seemed to understand with indistinct babbling and looked at Abigail. Marina was moved to see it.

The man now turns to Alena's grave. He looked at the mound of land in front of him. "Alena, I'm sorry. Until the end, we never solved this misunderstanding problem and it really tortured me, but I know none of us are at fault. But your decision to end life is regrettable, although still some of it is my fault.

I don't want to torture myself with the past. With you too. I consider the former to be the most difficult destiny we have ever passed. Now I wish I could be at peace every time I remember you as well as my expectations of you. May you rest in peace there and may you be in the best place by His side.

Leave Farrel's future to me. I'll raise her well so you don't worry about what she'll be. I'll be as strong as I can to look after and take care of her because she's the most beautiful gift you've ever given me."

Abigail whose face had been soaked with tears turned towards Marina. "Yes, this is beautiful babysitter Farrel. He was my friend who was accidentally handed over by Farrel by Kanaya. He'll take care of Farrel for you."

Marina smiled. Her cheeks flushed red as Abigail introduced herself as a 'beautiful babysitter'. Is the man aware of his words?

When they finished, they went to the car. In the car, Abigail cleaned the remaining tears with a tissue on the dashboard.

Marina glanced at Abigail. Did she say I was beautiful? I'm a pretty babysitter? Am I really beautiful? Beautiful in her eyes? The thought kept swirling around in his head. But he said that, doesn't mean he has a crush on me, does he? No, sure! He puckered his mouth in front of the small mirror above him. Those are just polite words, Marina. To sound like fun. Not really praising you. Distinguish that!

Abigail looked at Marina's puckered behavior in front of the small mirror above and looked at it strangely. "Why are you Marina?"

Marina was surprised, the man noticed her behavior. "E uh, nothing."

"Sorry, I still cry when I remember my wife."

"Eh, it's okay." The woman still glanced at Abigail who had finished cleaning up the rest of her tears and stuffed the old tissue in a small trash can she picked up from the back of her chair. If only his words were real. Oh my God, I would love to, but when he said so unconsciously? Geez, I can't sleep tonight thinking about this. This is not real, say it? I became curious.

"Yes, Marina. You got party clothes?"

"Fest?" This means ....

"Yes, I have an invitation to my friend's wedding tonight and I want to take Farrel."

"Oh ...." Jesus, Marina. What are you thinking? "I have but fear uh ...."

"Why?"

"I can't fit."

Abigail laughed immediately. "Mara ...."

The man tried to finish his laughter. "Ok, ok, I get it. Then, let's just buy the party clothes, shall we?" He started the car engine. "By the same snack!" The man pinched the woman's cheek gently, so anxious.

Marina surprised. Although trying to give a smile, but he did not understand the meaning of the man's anxious pinch. Marina, don't get me wrong! Oh Allah ....

Arriving at the Mall for some reason, Farrel fell asleep so they freely looked at the clothes. Abigail waits for Farrel next to her baby carriage while Marina looks for clothes for the party.

Marina shows pink clothes with flowers underneath. "What is this, brother?"

"Mmh .. try not to have too many motives, so look thin. It's a little dark."

"So which one?" Marina surrendered.

"Lho, women usually like to look for clothes?" Abigail surprised.

"If you're skinny, brother. What if I'm fat like? There are not many choices."

"Well, you know that. Just choose your size, and see which one is good. If it's not there, we can find it somewhere else." Abigail folded her hands on her chest.

"Mmh, yes." His mouth was pursing while looking down.

"Why do you think you're not happy looking for clothes?" Abigail began to notice Marina who was beginning to lazily search.

"Lazy, Brother. I was again dizzy thinking about the ending (completion) of my novel how. I also don't really like it when looking for fat clothes. It must look ugly, after all" answered Marina honestly.

The man sighed. He had seen on a hanging shelf above on one of the walls, there was a dark green canal made of satin with simple pieces. "Eh, Marina. Try on that shelf, I see a green dress. It looks good to wear to a party. Let's see first."

Marina directed a gaze following the direction of the man's index finger. The green clothes that the man called did look different. It's dark but looks shady. A salesperson helps pick up and find the size. After that, the woman tried it.

Abigail went to Marina's place where she changed clothes. "Where's Marina?" he said from the front door. Marina came out and saw the man holding Farrel who had just woken up.

"Lookin?" ask the woman to Abigail. The woman looked graceful with that green robe.

"Well, so. It's pretty. You just look for the hijab. Wear a black color that might be sweeter." After saying so, the man left her and got busy with Farrel.

Whahuh? Doesn't he really talk about it? Why go, I'm curious. Marina stomped her feet. Not only did he call her beautiful, but she was also sweet. Marina is not calm.

On the way home, Marina occasionally glanced at the man. Was he really mean to what he said, or was it for me to quickly shop for clothes?

Abigail realized Marina was watching her. "What's wrong?" he said while driving.

"Oh, no. Mmh. Thank you for buying me a party dress" Marina replied shyly.

"Oh, it's okay. That's my need."

"When the dress is too good for a babysitter," said the woman.

Abigail rounded her eyes glancing at the woman. "Marina, I can get this angry, hear it. You're my friend, not a maid!"

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