Married at 19

　　I currently stay at my family house almost four years now. Well, it is because I have been busier with my studies, plus I'm now working Good Samaritan Hospital and there is no one to take care of my precious baby if I keep staying at the apartment. Here, there will be Ivy, my little sister, Nick, my cousin and also the maids that will be looked after Danish, while I went out for work.

　　About the apartment, my dad suggested me to sell it, but of course I will not. The apartment has so many memories about me and my late husband. The good memories about us especially, the day where he said that he loved me. I....I just can't forget about it.

　　I was arranging my clothes inside of the walking closet since I have my off day for today. I went to Nathan’s side of the closet and all of his clothes; his favourite shirts, pants and even sweaters were still here since I don’t want to get rid of it. My maids always volunteered to keep it somewhere so I could replace his clothes with mine, but I declined.

　　I sat on the make up table to dry my long silky hair with a towel after took a long warm shower when a little boy suddenly barged into my room, "Mommy....mommy....." my baby, Danish who is now 4 years old, extending his small hands towards me, asking me to lift him.

　　I smiled at him. "Yes dear, what is it?" I then leaned a bit to him so I could hold him in my arms.

　　He giggled cutely as I kissed his forehead, but he suddenly becomes sad as he saw the picture of Nathan and me on the bedside table. "My fwiends....thy said I have no daddy." I'm still working on to teach him talk properly.

　　I sat on the bed near to the bedside table with Danish on my laps then took the picture frame where both of us could take a look at Nathan’s picture.

　　"No, your friends are wrong. This is your daddy." I touched his pointed nose, which he inherited it from my late husband. "Your nose, your blue eyes, your cheeks and also your hair, all of them are the same with your daddy." Then planted a kiss on his forehead.

　　"Weally?" He asked excitedly. "Me is hanshome like daddy?"

　　His funny talking makes me giggle a bit, "Yes, you're, Danish. You're handsome like daddy. And mommy loves you so much." then pulled him into a hug.

　　"I love you too, mommy." My baby then hugged me back.

　　"Okay... now let's get your for a bath." I unbuttoned his shirt.

showered."

　　I knitted my eyebrow while looking at him ,"When? With who?" and

　He grinned. "This mowening,

　I burst out into a giggle, “That was yesterday, silly,” then touched the tip of his nose. “Aunt Ivy still hasn’t wake up yet at this time. It’s still so early in

while scratching the back of

now mommy's

chose, I want it." He jumped happily on the

"Attaboy." I did the same thing as

while giving him a bath in the bathtub. Seriously I really don’t want him to grow so fast, I want him to stay like

can you resist his cute face which is exact the same as

the walking closet so I could wear it for him. He didn’t misbehave a bit instead just having fun and

on, let’s go to downstairs…” I offered

　He smiled widely then went into my hug so I could carry him. We went to downstairs where we bumped into Ivy who

　"Aunt Ivy, look at me. I'm hanshome, right?" My little boy asked Ivy after I put him down

　　"Of course you're, Danish." My little sister

grinned widely...... a grin that

I noticed her eyes were widened when heard that. She then moves her eyes to me,

　"Just say anything." I mouthed

as she understands me and turn to face her nephew

handsome like daddy." Ivy gave him a