Author And The Baby
Swim

"I'm lazy to get out" Marina said. He wanted to continue writing his novel but he didn't like to write when he was tired. "Can't you just exercise in the apartment."

The man thought for a moment. "Oh, we can swim."

"Wimming?"

"Yes. Under 'there will be swimming facilities for apartment dwellers."

"Oh, yes." Marina just remembered there is a fitness facility and swimming pool in the apartment.

"How's it?"

"Mmh?" The woman looked down at her body.

"You can't swim? I'll teach you later."

"But ...."

"What's? Don't have swimsuits? Wear loose clothing. Shirt and trousers."

With a little hesitation, he answered. "I've got a swimsuit but I've never swum." His face looks embarrassed.

"Gosh, Marina." Abigail almost laughed. "Never at all?" tanyanya could not believe it.

The woman scowled. "Me, my little fat. Every time I took swimming lessons, my friends laughed at me, so I always found excuses not to swim. Right now, my body is including this skinny, brother. Long ago, bad."

"When you swim, you're skinny fast."

"Yes, Brother?"

"Yes." Yeah."

Marina seduced. "You, Brother."

"But wait for Farrel to wake up? Swim with Farrel."

"By, Brother."

After lunch, they prepared swimming equipment. Before long, Farrel wakes up.

"Hello Papa's son, are we swimming?"

The baby was squirming because he just woke up. In trying to regain consciousness, he noticed Abigail's face. The man smiled looking at the child who just woke up.

"Marina! You done yet?"

Marina then came out in a bathrobe. He was wearing swimsuits in his bathing suit. He's carrying a bag. "It's Brother."

Abigail placed the baby in a baby carriage and their bag on a shelf underneath. They then took Farrell in a baby carriage to the first floor. After exiting the elevator, they headed for the swimming pool behind the apartment area.

The two find a suitable place to put Farrel's baby carriage and lock it to keep it from moving.

"Come, Marina take off her clothes!" exclaim Abigail. The man immediately undressed the top by leaving the loose shorts he was wearing.

Marina. Although the man did not have a muscle that looks real in his stomach but his athletic body was quite stunning the eyes of the woman to the point of having to turn her body because she was embarrassed to see the curves of the perfect man. But he did not have time to look long enough because the man immediately slid into the water. It glides smoothly with beautiful movements in the water. I don't want Marina to have to see it.

"Eh, how's Farrel?" ask the woman from above.

Abigail swam closer. He stretched out his hand to take Farrel. "here."

"No tires on?"

"Yeah, but it's okay. I'm holding it."

Marina hesitates. "How about drowning?"

"No, because babies have instincts from inside their mother's stomach."

"Kok, you know what?"

"'You who teach, search the internet."

"Oh." Marina drops Farrel's baby in full clothes on Abigail. He crouched down and saw how Abigail had examined whether the baby could swim or not.

The man put the baby quietly into the water and saw the baby's reaction. At first the baby looked around and felt the water. When he was about to drown, Abigail pulled him up again.

Not yet retracted, the baby moves his legs so he can swim. His hands also moved to balance his body so as not to drown.

Abigail is proud of her son who can quickly swim. Even the baby is trying to move straight.

In the open swimming pool there was no one else swimming there except them. The location of the swimming pool was behind a tall building that held direct sunlight to the place causing the place to be shaded with views of the park and tall buildings behind it.

"See Marina. Farrell can swim. You can too" Abigail asked after holding Farrel in one hand. "Come, down. Not in the water, this way." Of course Abigail spoke like that because she was standing in the water only as high as her shoulder.

Marina, who had been wearing a Muslim swimsuit, tried to descend one leg into the water slowly.

"Aah!" Marina panicked as she got into the water. He drowned not knowing how to get to the surface. Suddenly a hand came in and stretched out to him. The woman immediately grabbed the hand and climbed up by holding onto the arm that she knew was Abigail's arm.

"Well!" Marina's head could finally appear above sea level.

The widower stood in front, smiling at him. "Let's stand. Not in here," he repeated.

Marina tried to stand up and breathe properly. There was water coming into his nose until he tried to get it out. "Sir ...."

The man laughed.

His heart was still beating so much in shock. He slapped the man's arm. "Don't you bad brother!"

The man laughed again.

The woman tried to normalize her heartbeat but never subsided because the man was now staring at her. Stare at her gently with a charming smile.

I don't want to dodge Marina. Wh-wh-what for? I want to enjoy this thump, hoping you're feeling the same thump.

"Sir ...." The woman was embarrassed. It felt like he was hiding his reddened cheeks.

Abigail is trying to be serious. "Eh yes. Try floating."

"Where can!"

"could. You're still holding on to me."

Marina just realized, she had been holding on to the man's arm ever since. "Gee!" The woman took off her grip.

"Eh, how are you getting released? Let's hold it again. I'll pull it off so I can swim. Lift your legs slowly and straighten. Move her legs, you can swim."

Marina fell silent. His face was doubtful.

"Eh, how scared? Here, look! Farrel was also the first time swimming but can." The man took Farrel off and the baby went back to swimming. Abigail took the baby back. "Come on!" he said to the woman.

Marina held on to the man's arm.

"Hold your breath and lift your legs slowly."

Marina according. He straightened his legs.

"Let's move her legs."

Marina who had started floating, moved her legs while Abigail walked in the water while pulling her. Little by little, she began to swim.

"Well!" Marina stopped and stood up. He looked around. It turned out that he had swam quite a distance of about 7 meters from where they originally stood. Evidently from the baby carriage that has been away.

"You can swim, right?" The man was convincing.

"Yes." Yeah." Marina rubbed her wet face.

"Let's try again. Look, Farrel just likes to be on the water."

Although carried on the water, the baby was seen moving his hands and feet because he was happy.

"Let's live up to your name, Marina. Can swim," ledek Abigail.

"Yes, yeah!" Marina was upset and splashed water on the man's face.

"Eh, how dare the teacher do that?" Abigail with a contrived angry mimicry. He returned to Marina. "Now!"

"ah! Brother! Abigail's sister is evil!" The woman dodged to the side. He then returned it.

They splashed each other with water and shouted with excitement.

"Marina! It's Marina!" Abigail caught the woman's arm.

Their faces face each other. The twilight sun began to enter the pool through the sidelines of lush tree leaves illuminating the two.

Marina's face wet with water shone beautifully. Likewise, his eyeballs that reflect light from swimming pool water, very exotic and catapulted wishful thinking.

"Marina." The man approached, bewitched by the beauty before his eyes.

Body language makes it difficult for both to move and fixate on the same heart rhythm. Mutual admiration, inevitable.

"God, akh!"

The two looked at Farrell and smiled. Even laugh.

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