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Part 43: The Miracle Exists, Becca

It's raining hard today. Rosemary and I were at home together, while my husband -- Arga -- he was at our restaurant.

Since I gave birth, I rarely go to our restaurant because I have to take care of my beautiful baby who is now good at babbling. 

"Mommy ... Mommy ..." My beautiful little daughter whined. I saw that her pants were wet from wetting the bed.

I smile. My daughter, why is your bed wetting habit so similar to mine?

I remember when I was a child and I still wet the bed. even when I was in the second grade of junior high school I still wet the bed. What a shame.

I changed my daughter's pants with warmer pants because the weather was cold. I'm afraid that my child will be cold and keep wetting the bed. 

My cell phone rings loud -- Mr song Super Junior's Simple sounded filling the room.

I put my daughter on her bed and ran to get my cell phone which I had put on the dining table.

Becca's name is clearly written on my ce

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