Aina Celia Messi is Leo Messi's younger sister.
She was dating Juan Luis, Maluma, when she found out she was pregnant...fast forward and Aina gave birth to a little girl.
Aina, is in Barcelona with her brother, as Juan Luis is in Miami continuing...
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Earlier this month my little bundle of joy, Xiomara Ynez Messi-Arias, entered this world. She looks exactly like her Papa but is both short & quiet like my brother & I–it's too cute how much she acts like Leo too. This will be the only time we publicly show Mara, as we don't want her growing up in the media's eye. I'll also be taking a break from my socials, just until I get the hang of being a mother.
"Juan, when are you free to come to see Mara??" I ask my boyfriend, he shrugs & I continue rocking Xiomara, as she feeds from me, "Well make a decision soon because we're all going back to Argentina soon. This will also be Mara's first time out of the country & meeting my family–my mama wants to see you too." I explain.
Thíago then comes running into Xiomara's nursery, hops up on the couch & sits next to me, "Papa says that Neymar is here–he wants to meet baby Mara." Thíago mutters, "Ok, tell Ney he can come up here...also have him bring up Mara's paci." I tell my eldest nephew.
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He nods & kisses Mara's forehead before leaving to go back downstairs, "Aina, why is he there??" Juan Luis asks, I roll my eyes & smirk at his jealousness coming through.
"Juju, you don't have to be jealous," I mutter, then smile at my boyfriend, "Xiomara, do you see Papi, he looks so cute when he gets jealous...it's actually how you wer–" "How are you a mama?! She's not even a month old yet–I don't want Xio asking me what sex is–Davi still brings it up." Neymar interrupts, I chuckle while remembering what had happened.
"How's my god-daughter?" Ney asks, I smile & unlatch Xiomara, I gently hand her over to him & he burps her. "Oh god, I want another one now...I remember when Davi was this tiny & didn't talk back." Neymar whispers as she gives him a toothless grin & reaches for his finger, "If she ends up crazy like you & Rafinha–the first thing I'll do is fly over to France & give her to you–I don't even know how your Mae raised your crazy ass," I mutter then rest my head on his shoulder.
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"Babe, when do we leave fo–" "Can you wai–" "Juan Luis Londoño-Arias, who is that??" I ask, knowing that it's one of his random hook-ups; "Daniela, come here...no, you decided to do this now–no, I'm not going to do that...get out then, don't come back either." Juan sneers & I roll my eyes.
"We'll talk later...I don't get why you decided to do this now–don't plan on coming to Argentina now, give me tim–" "Aina, she's my daughter, I can see her when I want to." Juan says, "That's not what you said when you weren't there for her birth...everyone was there when Xiomara was born–even your sister. You–you were somewhere else making music...I'll tell you now...never put your profession before your kid...but you just did–goodbye." Neymar says & ends the FaceTime.
