Chapitre 13: Little Mila
"Aali, what would you like to study. I'll help you join the college.", he asked her with a deep contemplation.
"Brother, I want to study business management. I want to be a business woman in future. It's so cool. Brother, what do you think?", she asked his suggestion.
"Of course, you can.", he said with delight.
Infact, he was afraid that she would choose her major medicine, yet she chose business.
"Alright, you should rest now. Change your clothes and sleep for a while. I'll visit you later.", he said to her.
"Brother, I don't....", before she finished her words she felt dizzy and swayed a little.
"See, I told you.", he caught her and led her to the bed.
He opened her cupboard and took a set of clothes.
"Change into this.", he handed the set over to her.
"Brother, umm, alright.", she took the clothes.
"Alright, rest for a while. Don't run around.", he said and left the room. As he went out, he considerately closed the door behind him.
Aalia looked at the clothes in her hand. It was a pink pyjamas set. She shook her head and smiled. She put on her new set of clothes and slept.
For following two days, her routine was almost the same, as her life didn't move a bit. But, she didn't know why, when she was sleeping, she continuously heard a cry of a baby.
When Lian visited her next time, she asked him about it.
"Aali, don't let your imagination run wild, you're just seventeen. How could you possibly have a baby? Are you a iron woman or something?", he asked with a light laugh.
"Brother, but..", she started to say something but Lian interrupted her.
"Alright, alright. There's a possibility, come with me.", he said and take her out of his room.
In the cozy room, bathed in warm afternoon sunlight, a gentle cuddle lay on the soft, plush carpet. An adorable, cherubic baby lay peacefully asleep within the embrace of the cuddle, its tiny chest rising and falling rhythmically with each breath. The room seemed to hush in reverence as the baby peacefully dreamt, its cherub cheeks rosy and content.
Aalia was shocked and looked in bewilderment.
"Bro... Brother, this...?", she finally managed to spat out the words.
"It's my baby. You can call her little Mila.", he said and lifted the baby.
"Brother, where's her mother?", she asked and still in a shock.
"She is no more.", he said with a painful expression.
His pain was real, yet the reason was not the one he said. Aalia is her real mother, but he cannot say it aloud.
The baby woke up from it's slumber and started to cry. Aalia's heart started to ache and she clutched her chest.
"Aali, what happened? Are you feeling uncomfortable?", he noticed her abnormality and asked her.
"Bro... Brother, my chest is paining suddenly. I... I feel terrible to hear her cry..", she said through her gritted teeth.
"Come here, sit for a while. I'll bring you some hot water.", ahe made her sit on his bed and run for kitchen.
After a short while, he came with a glass of water.
"Aali..", when he saw her, he was shocked.
When he left for kitchen, he laid the baby into the cuddle, yet now the baby was in Aalia's lap. She was playing with the baby.
"Brother, she's so cute. She stopped crying after I lifted her up.", she said and chuckled .
"Aali, here, hot water. Have some.", he streched out.
"Are you feeling comfortable now?", after she took a sip he asked her.
"Brother, I'm alright. But, she's hungry.", she said after sipping the water.
"Ah, I'll bring her milk.", Lian said and came eith a bottle of milk in a while.
"Give it to me. I'll feed her.", she said and took the bottle of milk.
"Brother, how old is she?", she asked.
"She's almost four months.", he said with a thought.
"Brother, why don't you hire a mother to feed her?", she asked again.
"I couldn't find any.", he tried very hard to find someone to feed the baby, but he couldn't find anyone.
"Oh.", she just said and looked at the baby's nibbling fondly. She smiled unconsciously with delight.
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