Nine

"Honey, why do you keep crying? Are you sick? Are you thirsty or hungry?" Angel was having a hard time seeing her baby suddenly crying. Usually Baby is not this fussy.

Angel patted Baby's buttocks, trying to calm the baby. However, Baby's cries got louder and made him even more confused.

"Baby why? Is he hungry?" Pamela asked.

Angel shook his head. "I do not know. Since then he hasn't stopped crying."

Pamela watched the baby girl in Angel's arms. "Want me to help make milk?"

"Doesn't it bother you?"

Pamela shook her head. "Of course not," he replied. "You wait a minute! I'll make it."

Still busy calming Baby, Angel just nodded without looking back. He didn't know that there was anyone else there besides him.

Angel heard the sound of the door opening again. "Why are you so fast? Don't you know how to measure the milk?"

There is no answer.

"Actually what's wrong with you, hm?" Angel asked, stroking the baby's cheek. "Did you miss him?"

Someone in the doorway frowned. What did Angel mean by himself? really?

"I miss him too," Angel muttered. "Even though she's crazy, and crazy, I somehow miss her when I'm angry. You know? She's so annoying! But sometimes very sweet."

"If you guys miss me, why don't you just go home?"

Angel stopped babbling. That voice....

Footsteps were heard from behind and they were getting closer to him. Cash he just turned his head. Now, his face was facing directly in front of a man. Men were annoying, but surprisingly he couldn't hate them.

The distance between the two is only a few inches. Angel recalled yesterday's incident. Immediately he looked away, and was about to leave the man. Why is he here? Is Angel hallucinating?

"Do not go."

Angel froze in place. A pair of hands wrapped tightly around his waist. The man is real? Even Mark was hugging him.

"What's your reason for leaving the house? Did I do something wrong to you?" Mark asked, wearily.

Miraculously, Baby's crying stopped at that very second. Now, the baby was laughing happily while tugging at the ends of Angel's hair.

"You don't want to say what I did wrong?" Mark's voice sounded very, very soft in his ear. "I missed you guys. Come home. Don't worry about me," he whispered. "Please come home."

Angel has not yet responded. The girl's body was still petrified as Mark hugged her tighter and kissed the top of her head.

***

Mark managed to bring his wife and child back home with the help of Pamela. When he saw Nico, Pamela called him and told him that his wife and child were at the woman's house. At first, Mark wasn't sure. How could Angel be there? Considering that Pamela had been bullied by his wife until she was admitted to the hospital, it seemed impossible.

As if hypnotized, Angel just nodded when Mark asked him to come home. Angel himself was surprised, but he himself did not expect that Mark was looking for him all the way to Nico's house.

Mark helped Angel with their bag and baby gear. Mark put his arm around his wife's waist and led her inside. For a moment, their steps stopped when they saw a handsome man standing in front of the door.

The man turned to them, the change in his smiling face made Mark burn again with jealousy. He pushed Angel slowly to hide behind his back. According to Mark, the stranger's smile was like a tiger wanting to pounce on its prey.

"Evels? Honey!" cried the man.

eve? Who is he calling Eve?

The man wanted to get closer to Angel, but Mark's hand stretched forward, making the stranger's steps stop.

"Who are you? Which eval do you mean? She's Angel, my wife!"

Instantly both Angel's cheeks flushed, hearing Mark who called himself his wife. Because, this is the first time Mark admits himself. Before, where ever!

"I didn't mean him," said the man, pointing to Angel.

The man reached into his pocket and pulled out a piece of paper. "I got your address from the villa guard. Is it true that you are Mark and Angel?"

The two of them looked at each other in unison. Their eyes met, making Mark smile until he didn't realize it was the spectacle of the man in front of them.

"Please don't make out now! This is more important, it's about my daughter!" he cried, frustrated.

Mark realized, "That's right we are. But, what do we have to do with your daughter?"

"We don't know who your daughter is. Maybe you're wrong," said Angel.

"You guys are right Mark and Angel, right? The baby you guys found in the Villa, that's my daughter!" he said. "The baby you're holding is Evelin, my son!"

Angel's eyes widened, he tightened his grip and backed away from the stranger.

"I'm the father of the baby you guys found," he added.

Angel shook his head. "Not. You must be lying!"

Mark approached Angel, saw his wife crying, Mark approached her. "Mark, he must be lying! Baby, our child!"

"I really am his father! If you don't believe me, I have proof."

The man took out a photo from his wallet. Give it to Mark and also Angel. Mark looked at a photo he was holding, there was a man in front of him with a woman holding a baby. If you look closely, isn't that Baby?

"She's my late wife Veline. And the baby in the photo is Evelin, our daughter."

"If it's your baby, why is it in the villa?!" Mark asked.

"There was a crazy woman who was trying to separate me from Eve. For the girl, Eve was the barrier. That's why he kidnapped my daughter and threw her away!"

Mark was silent for a moment, he looked at Angel who hugged Baby tightly, like he didn't want to lose. Angel sobbed, Mark tried to persuade his wife to give Baby to his biological parents.

"Mark, I beg you. Don't separate me from Baby. I ask!"

"Hey, listen to me. After all, Baby has parents. So let him go back with his dad," whispered Mark.

"But I love him! I already treat him like my own son. So are you, right?"

"Let Eve come home with me. Let me take care of my son. I ask!" The man pleaded with Angel. "I promise. Whenever you want to meet with Evel, the door of my house is always open for the two of you."

Hearing the man's words, Mark went awry. He really loves Baby, but on the other hand, Baby also has biological parents.

Angel is still silent. His body felt weak. He was still away from the stranger in front of him.

Mark tried to understand his wife once again. "Angel… give Baby to his biological parents. Poor father… he has already lost his wife, do you have the heart to make him lose a child too?" persuaded Mark. "Besides, Baby's dad allows us to see Baby whenever you want." Mark stroked the top of Angel's head.

"Quick, take him away! Hurry, before I change my mind!" Angel shouted, holding back her sobs. She purposely averted her eyes when the man pulled the baby slowly.

The man whose full name was Joy Evan, seemed to be smiling broadly. Finally he was able to hug his little daughter again.

"Quickly take him away! Hurry up!" Angel shouted again.

"This is my business card. You can come any time you want. I would be very happy if you still consider Evel as your child."

Mark nodded and accepted it.

He hugged Angel who was sobbing. Do not want to see the departure of Baby with his biological parents.