I thought I heard Mom's voice but I remain in the same position, too tired to do anything. This morning sickness will kill me even before the baby's out."NINAAAAAAA!" Shit! That's really Mom! I'm not hearing things! "NINA! Get your ass here NOW!" And when I hear the second scream I scurry out of the room, "Mom?" I walk to the kitchen and there she is, looking so mad with a nervous Toffer next to her. Did he tell her about me? Is that why she's so mad? "Why didn't you tell me!" Mom runs to me and hugs me so tight I can't breath, "Why did you suffer alone? You should've told me the moment it happened!" She finally lets me go then cups my face, "Are you okay, baby?" I nod eventhough very much confused with what's happening. Why is she here? She didn't tell me she's coming. Or she did but I forgot about it? Either way, why is she here? What does she mean about suffering alone?"How long has it been? Are you sure you're okay? You don't look okay. Did you even sleep? Eat? How long ha
"Where are you going?" He asks the moment he sees me all dressed up on a Monday morning while heās still in his boxer. "I'm going to the hospital,ā I grab my bag while answering him. āHospital?āāI made an appointment,ā I explain briefly, checking the content of my bag if my wallet is in there. "Appointment? What appointment?ā Heās truly confused and shocked hearing it, to the point of freaking out, āWhy didn't you tell me? What appointment is it? Wait up," heās already running to his room when he shouts, āI'll be ready in five! Wait for meeeee-āI canāt help but to smile as his voice fades through the wall. Ten minutes later he appears on my bedroom door, now dressed in a pair of jeans and a black jumper."Lessego!" He sure is chirpy for someone who barely slept last night. He stayed up to accompany me by the toilet bowl, rubbed my back as I swore I would never have sex until I tie my tubes- never getting pregnant again! Morning sickness sucks. It isnāt even āmorningā sickness. I
It was a small event. A small, intimate wedding that was attended by my family and his, our close friends, and Lauren's little family. It was small but it filled my heart to the brim, with the abundant of love I received from all of them. We're lucky to have a crowd that love us that much. I might not have a father but I'm content with this much love. We wanted to have the wedding when the whole Corona thing ends, at least with a vaccine being given to all, but my grandparents were not having it. They didn't care if they die as long as we don't live in sins anymore. ...pretty sure they're going to shun me out if they know I've been screwing around beforeee I got married. At one point I was mad that Grandma is being such a hypocrite; I'm sure she screwed more guys than I did before she got married to Grandpa. But I got schooled when she preached 'the past is the past, I'm paying with my present now to devote to Him.'"Do you even hear what I said?" He groans inwardly."Hm? What? Wha
I am not sabotaging myself, I'm just done with dating. I can't do it anymore. Iām so sick of first date I feel like I'm watching the same movie for four years straight. That's why I've decided to take a break. Or call it quit, whichever makes you feel better because I don't care anymore, I'm out of this dating cycle. Out. Over. Forever.Okay maybe that's a little dramatic. Maybe not forever but probably for a long time. "Sure, find yourself, love yourself, focus on your own happiness, I'm totally like one hundred percent with you on this. You don't have to rush, you got time Honey." She always get me, supporting me in whatever I do doesnāt matter what other people think. Sheās my rock, sheās my world, Iām glad sheās my mother but at the same time also a best friend. Iām so lucky everyone around me supports my decision instead of pestering me with when-are-you-gonna-get-married-you-are-already-30-this-year. Maybe Iām unlucky with my love life but I'm definitely fortunate to be in
After we drop Grandma and Grandpa at their house that is 10 minutes away from Mom's, both of us stop by at a supermarket to stock up before the long weekend. "Are you sad Kai's not home with you this weekend?" I ask him when we're waiting for the meat to be cut. "A bit." "Do you want a hug?""No." "Why?""Because I'm the third manliest guy on earth." "You're full of shit," I hit his chest playfully before hugging him, to which he opens an arm to welcome me further into his embrace. "I plan so many things for us this weekend,ā he sounds so disappointed, āI even bought a ticket to the aquarium.""Well we can still go. I like fish." I wiggle further into his arm as he laughs, "Yeah fish likes you too. You're such a wiggly worm," he grins before letting me go to take the wrapped meat on the counter. I know how excited he is when it's his turn to spend time with Kai. But Lauren has been robbing his time with their only son twice this month. I don't know if she purposely did it but I
I can hear his adorable laugh the moment I step out of the elevator. I quicken my steps to our place, all excited to smooch that three year old creature. He's got to be the cutest creature alive! "Mama Ninaaaaaaa!" He runs to me the moment I walk into the house. I lower my body as I open my arms, ready to welcome such big hug from him. "You didn't tell me you're coming!" I carry him to the kitchen, where Toffer is busy transferring food from the pan to a big serving bowl. "I would if Daddy gives me a phone." "In your dream, young man." Toffer glances at us before bringing the bowl to the dining table. "Are you sleeping here tonight? Mama Nina mish you so much!" I smooch him on the cheek as he giggles, "I miss you more!" Toffer takes my huge tote bag from my shoulder so I can freely hug the little boy with both of my hands, "Sleep with Mama Nina tonight?" "But Daddy wants to sleep with me." "But Mama Nina mish you." "But Daddy misses me since Friday." "But Mama Nina mish you."
It was so awkward four years ago to join my circle of friends with majority of them bringing their spouse and kids at the outings. Four years ago, when I broke my engagement with Josh. I was alone, while they were busy chatting with their partners. Well they did try to include me in their conversation but sometimes you know, you just feel it. Alone. Even among the crowd who loves you.Now I'm immune already, I even help babysit their kids while they enjoy their food. "Oh my God!" Kelly's gasp distract me from continuing telling May about my healthy brownie recipe. All of us turn to the figure that's hugging her. "Chris?!" May stands up and runs to him. My heart stops beating seeing his wide smile as he hugs his best friend. Well, used to be best friend. Heck, I'm not even sure if they're still best friends since May never mentions about him in front of me. Either out of respect or simply because they're not talking anymore.
Step one is admitting it. So yes, I admit I can't wait for this day to arrive. Step two is facing it. Yes, I'm currently facing him. Not facing him like face to face but yeah, I'm standing at a corner while looking at him with his supermodel-like girlfriend. Step three is to accept it. After two weeks of harrasment from Toffer and May, I have finally accepted that I'm still not over him. Verbally, not just in my mind.Step four is to move on. So this is where it gets tricky. How do I move on if I'm still not over him? Do I listen to Toffer? Try again, get him to deflower me (urgh that word) then finally move on if it really doesn't work. But he has a girlfriend, silly. "Does Eva knows you dated him before?" Charlotte asks when I'm still watching the happy couple from a distance. "Not sure. Maybe not." "Yeah why should he, right? It's in the past. Everybody knows it's a bet anyway," she gives out
It was a small event. A small, intimate wedding that was attended by my family and his, our close friends, and Lauren's little family. It was small but it filled my heart to the brim, with the abundant of love I received from all of them. We're lucky to have a crowd that love us that much. I might not have a father but I'm content with this much love. We wanted to have the wedding when the whole Corona thing ends, at least with a vaccine being given to all, but my grandparents were not having it. They didn't care if they die as long as we don't live in sins anymore. ...pretty sure they're going to shun me out if they know I've been screwing around beforeee I got married. At one point I was mad that Grandma is being such a hypocrite; I'm sure she screwed more guys than I did before she got married to Grandpa. But I got schooled when she preached 'the past is the past, I'm paying with my present now to devote to Him.'"Do you even hear what I said?" He groans inwardly."Hm? What? Wha
"Where are you going?" He asks the moment he sees me all dressed up on a Monday morning while heās still in his boxer. "I'm going to the hospital,ā I grab my bag while answering him. āHospital?āāI made an appointment,ā I explain briefly, checking the content of my bag if my wallet is in there. "Appointment? What appointment?ā Heās truly confused and shocked hearing it, to the point of freaking out, āWhy didn't you tell me? What appointment is it? Wait up," heās already running to his room when he shouts, āI'll be ready in five! Wait for meeeee-āI canāt help but to smile as his voice fades through the wall. Ten minutes later he appears on my bedroom door, now dressed in a pair of jeans and a black jumper."Lessego!" He sure is chirpy for someone who barely slept last night. He stayed up to accompany me by the toilet bowl, rubbed my back as I swore I would never have sex until I tie my tubes- never getting pregnant again! Morning sickness sucks. It isnāt even āmorningā sickness. I
I thought I heard Mom's voice but I remain in the same position, too tired to do anything. This morning sickness will kill me even before the baby's out."NINAAAAAAA!" Shit! That's really Mom! I'm not hearing things! "NINA! Get your ass here NOW!" And when I hear the second scream I scurry out of the room, "Mom?" I walk to the kitchen and there she is, looking so mad with a nervous Toffer next to her. Did he tell her about me? Is that why she's so mad? "Why didn't you tell me!" Mom runs to me and hugs me so tight I can't breath, "Why did you suffer alone? You should've told me the moment it happened!" She finally lets me go then cups my face, "Are you okay, baby?" I nod eventhough very much confused with what's happening. Why is she here? She didn't tell me she's coming. Or she did but I forgot about it? Either way, why is she here? What does she mean about suffering alone?"How long has it been? Are you sure you're okay? You don't look okay. Did you even sleep? Eat? How long ha
Christopher's POV š¦š¼"Daddy?" "Yeah?" "Did Papa make Mama Nina shick?" "Hmmm?" I stop staring at my laptop screen and quickly turn around to find my four year old son looking a little bit upset. "Papa also made Mummy shick like this." Oh? "Why did Papa make Mama Nina shick? Did he love Mama Nina too? That's why he made her shick? Like Mummy?" I'm sorry but I can't help laughing at his logic. "It's not funny, Daddy." He frowns, crossing his hands on his chest, more upset than before. "No he didn't do it." I finally say once I lose all the laughter. "He didn't?" Kai gasps, "But Mama Nina ish shick like Mummy." "I did it." It feels so surreal to admit it. I made your Mama Nina sick. I made her cry, I made her mad, I made her so many things I am upset with myself for doing all those things to her. But I still can't force myself to accept what's happening now. I'm processing. "Why did you do it? Because you love Mama Nina?" I nod, I do love your Mama Nina. "But are you goi
Christopher's POV š¦š¼I made her cry. I made my wife cry. I made the love of my life cry when all I wanted to do five minutes ago was to make her cry in pleasure. But now she's crying from a heart ache, that is caused by me. "I love you that way too Nina," I murmur in soft voice but she is still sobbing, shaking her head a few times, refusing to accept it. "You don't want to tell anyone about us, you don't want to have babies with me, not even a cat, I'm just your bed warmer." "You're not my bed warmer," I caress her back, "You're my cock warmer, Sweetheart." She instantly pushes me but I hug her tighter, "You're an ass, Toff." "I am, but that's why you love me so much, right?" She cries a little bit more then I bring her to my room so we can cuddle and perhaps kiss her sadness away. *** "Do you remember the day I asked you to sign the divorce papers?" She asks when she has calmed down after a good meal and a good fuck. See, that's all she needs to get better. Not a cat or
"How far along are you?" "Five weeks, maybe. I don't know, I just guess from the date of conception." I haven't gotten my period since I got the shots last year so yeah, that's the only input I have. "How did you find out?" "When I found the plan B pills in my bag, a week after the time I'm supposed to take it." I was so in a rush that day I tucked it in my purse only to find it a week later when I wanted to take out my coins at the grocery store. "And now you're asking me if you can be her nanny for a week?" "Yeah, for a dry run." I figured I'd get a taste of motherhood with her youngest. Perhaps it will make me be more firm with my decision. "By all means, be my guest. I'd love to have an unpaid nanny on top of the two I already paid." She seems to be hesitating over something. It's weird, since May never holds up her tongue. "What is it?" I ask boringly while caressing my goddaughter's hair. "I'm just wondering... after all this dry run. What happens then? What if you thin
I've read too many immature stories that I know the outcome of it doesn't suit my taste. I mean, how stupid can you be to stand a guy your entire life just because of an unwanted pregnancy. But again, it comes back to your core principle- either you believe in abortion or creating life. I'm a Christian, who devotes herself to the teaching that life is precious. So I'm contradicting myself, on one side I do agree that life is precious; I don't have the right to take it away from this world. But on another, life is too precious for me to toy around with my life drama and an ex husband who doesn't want it. "Wanna fuck?" He asks casually when I'm sitting alone on the couch watching tv. It looks like I'm watching NĆ«tflix but truthfully, I've been racking my brain on how to deal with this. And yes, we still have sex despite the divorce that happened a few weeks ago. Though at the moment we're just roommates with benefits. Bestie with benefits. Exes with benefits. Whichever you prefer.
"Why are you here everyday?" I glare at her while putting a finger across my lips, warning her to shut the hell up. "Oh stop it, it's even noisier being in my body than out here. She'll sleep just fine." May keeps on talking with her normal voice, but I'm not having it. This baby needs her precious sleep to grow healthily. "Toffer's gonna be mad if he knows, you know." I roll my eyes at her warning. As if I care, he can go fuck himself. I'm my own person, I will do whatever I want, however I please. If I want to stay at my best friend's house every single day, I will goddamn do it! No permission needed! "Why can't you tell him you love him? Isn't it easier? You'll get your answer, and I'll get my peace." "You can be on your way, I'm here for my god-daughter. Not you." I hug the newborn tighter, smelling her hair. Mhmmmm there's something captivating with their smell, so pure and calming. May gave birth five days ago which means I've been coming here every single day. I even se
It's finally ending. We are not trapped in the house anymore as of today after the announcement made on national tv that the lockdown has officially been lifted. Last night we celebrated the news as if we're getting our freedom back for the fact I don't know if it's indeed for the freedom or perhaps the end of this sweet dream. I'm wearing the dress I ordered online last week, purchased it for the sole purpose of wanting to look beautiful -and appetising- on our first monthniversary but after the announcement, I decided to put it on for our first date.Oh yes, he asked me for our first official date after our second round of 'celebration' last night. "This gotta be the most expensive restaurant you've ever brought me to," I tell him once we step into the Michelin Star eatery. "I'm planning to use all my money while I can just so you don't have much left when you leave." He even ordered a new suit to be delivered on the same day for this date, obviously maxing his credit card for