Rania Damarlintang

I found myself sleeping in her bed last night. Lovely girl, exuberant, very sweet. Her hair smells like that of fresh coconut. “Papa…” that’s all what came out of her mouth when she took my arm and put it around her with her eyes closed.

Her body temperature was high last night, and also a night before. I think it was this changing weather. The weather caused her twin and her elder sister to suffer the same few days earlier. Three of them, got the same symptom. All is well after two days. I hope the same happened to this spiderman-girl.

Compared to her sisters, Rania’s body is the most vulnerable to sickness. It maybe coming from the fact that she was born under-weight; only 1.5 kgs. Her lungs were not full-ready then. But she is also the most active daughter so far. When one jokingly poke her sisters, they may just frown or smile with that girlish grin, but never with her. She would wrap around her fingers and show fists or gave that kung-fu style stand.

I saw her sleeping deeply by my side last night. She looks very peaceful. I couldn’t take my eyes off her before I finally gave in to sleep. I am in love.