"Are we there yet?"
It hadn't even been five minutes since I covered her eyes with a handkerchief. Oh my gosh! Her lips were already making so much noise. But I finally understood one thing. Anya never played around when she said she was afraid of the dark. Not because of the darkness itself, but because she was afraid that when she opened her eyes, I wouldn't be there beside her.
Her grip on my hand was tight. So, I whispered, "I'm right here, Joice. I won't leave you."
Her breathing gradually steadied, but her lips couldn't stay still. I paid close attention to each step. I didn't want any debris left behind, but my fear was justified. If Anya were to fall, it wouldn't just be dangerous for her, but also for Baby. They were my top priorities in life now. To put it simply, my life and death revolved around the two of them.
"Cedric," she said with a slightly trembling voice.
"I'll always be beside you." I whispered softly.
"Whe
"Cedric, sit!"This time it was Dad giving the order. Automatically, my wandering and scattered thoughts flew back into my mind. I realized that I had been pacing back and forth anxiously in front of the operating room, so I finally followed Dad's words.Earlier, Krystal had told me to sit down. Mom did too. But I ignored them. Seriously. This is the most nerve-wracking thing that has ever happened in my life. Anya often said it was getting close to her due date. I myself had issued many warnings for her not to overwork herself and to start preparing.Mom had also become more talkative, but Anya... oh my! I just found out that she could be so relaxed facing the approaching labor day. She was just chill, still able to work from home and assist Krystal online. Or just have discussions with Dad about the office policies. I didn't want to get too involved because I was dealing with the opening of a branch in Kalimantan. Need to spread our wings, right?What A
Maybe Papa's, Mama's, and Krystal's prayers have been a great help to me. Oh, don't forget Anya's two closest friends who never miss any updates. Every day, both of them come just to check on Anya's progress and also to encourage me. Sometimes, they also take a quick look at Baby.It's been three days, and Anya is still faithfully sleeping. She doesn't want to wake up, huh? Meanwhile, I'm feeling completely restless. My only job every day is to sit by her side. Sometimes, I receive reports that I don't even know if I've done correctly or not. I leave everything to Daska, luckily this trustworthy person can be relied upon.I don't know what would happen to my café if it weren't for Daska.This situation seems to be affecting Krystal too. I got a report from Naomi that Krystal often gets angry for no apparent reason. Maybe she's also worried about Anya. So, she neglects checking all the reports, and when it's time to execute, something goes wrong. Krystal r
I'm actually a bit puzzled by Anya's recent behavior. Let me tell you one thing. Sometimes, when taking care of Zain—our baby, Ruzain Alistar Blaxton—I would have disagreements with my mother. But strangely, Anya would yield. With a genuine smile, she admits that she follows everything my mother says without any objection whatsoever.Anya listens to my mother's advice with sincerity, and she is open to receiving a lot of advice regarding the baby. Even though she plans to consult her doctor friends, she still gives my mother a lot of leeway when it comes to taking care of Zain. Well... maybe Anya realizes that Zain is showered with so much love, especially from my parents.However, I thought we were done with the issue of raising our child. Apparently not. There are times when my beautiful wife just stays silent while looking at Zain sleeping in his crib. She gazes at him with an empty look, and I don't know why. At first, I didn't pay much attention to it,
One year later.Zain has grown into such an adorable baby! He's incredibly cute. Every time I come home from checking the café, my main destination is always Zain. I often have to park at the main house because Zain is usually being held captive by Mom and Dad.No problem. Anya works as usual. She took a three-month maternity leave, and I made sure to request from Krystal, my dear sister, not to make Anya work overtime. Krystal just laughed evilly. I was so annoyed that I ended up giving away one of my hard-to-find yellow Vespa collections, and I had to meet the collector in Canada.Damn you, Krystal."I'm glad to work with my beloved little sister," she said after I handed her the keys to my one and only dearest sister.When I told Anya about this, she burst into laughter. She said she willingly fell for Krystal Blaxton's threats. Before I negotiated with Krystal, Anya's boss (aka my sister) already told her not to join meetings or work ove
She remains silent. Her eyes gaze at me intensely. I take both of her hands, holding them tightly, making sure she doesn't feel alone anymore. "Before we get out of the car and meet your mother, there's something you need to know first."Then I tell her in detail about my search that I didn't inform her about beforehand. I told her that waiting for her to find answers where she wasn't making any effort to search would only haunt her with questions like 'why' and 'whose fault is it,' and I didn't want that.So, I decided to find out about the whereabouts of her parents. Even though Anya said that Nek Sumi never informed her about her parents' condition, I didn't believe it. The pressure that Daska put on Anya's uncle, who became her legal guardian – which also required a significant financial bribe – yielded results. But I didn't mind.Finally, the uncle told the truth about the situation. I drew a big conclusion that Anya's mother, whom I found out w
I gathered this information with a lot of protection. "Do you want to meet your father now, Joice?" I asked. My beautiful wife nodded, and Jacob hesitated for a moment."I'll tell you, but don't regret it if what I say is true." Jacob stood up as if he wanted us to follow him. Anya nodded quietly, as if she didn't want to miss this opportunity. There was no point in backing down now. I'm sure Anya's mind was filled with questions and mysteries about her parents, and now they might finally be answered.During our search yesterday, we only got to meet Jacob, as he promised to show us the whereabouts of my wife's father. This might be the evidence we were looking for, I hoped. But as a precaution, I asked Daska not to stray too far from us. If something happened, at least Daska could react quickly.As we followed Jacob, again, we didn't speak a word. Anya chose to remain silent, but her grip on my hand never loosened. In fact, it felt even tighter. I knew she must
Two weeks have passed since we found out about Anya's parents' past. I always told her that knowing this, there's no need to overthink or fix anything. It's enough, and there's nothing to be fixed, except maybe the relationship between Jacob and Anya.They both are wounded. Two siblings who should have grown up together, experiencing a fun childhood. But reality wasn't like that, right?I'm impressed with the way Anya handled herself in front of Jacob. I also feel that Jacob might have let go of his grudge a long time ago, as there's nothing, he can do now but accept the fate before him.Anya took the initiative to refurbish the graves to make them more presentable, for her mother and also for Mr. Ryder. As for her father, Anya is trying to ensure he gets the best care possible. If being there can make Mr. Robert feel better, Anya doesn't mind visiting him occasionally. She also visits her mother's grave at the same time.Jacob, on the other hand, continu
My plan was completely canceled. Zain suddenly had a fever. We didn't know why because everything seemed normal with his activities. He had enough rest, ate well, and was breastfeeding fine. Anya and I were struggling the night before our departure. Zain was extremely fussy, to the point that Anya had to sleep sitting up. He didn't want to be put down at all and only wanted to be held by his mother.I couldn't bear to see Anya like this.Zain either.His body must be in pain somewhere, causing him to be so fussy. Eventually, Anya's mother advised us to take him to the doctor. It was Zain's first visit to the doctor, other than his regular vaccinations. It was different this time. During the examination, we found out that Zain was teething for the first time, and not just two teeth, but four.We exchanged glances in the doctor's office, and then we laughed."New parents, it's understandable," I honestly told the doctor. The doctor who had been handl
I was just about to be hit by a pleasurable wave. A wave I had been waiting for and was sure would be amazing, even though it was just using his hands and tongue. But I admit, Cedric really had a knack for rendering me powerless with just those two parts of his body. What if he entered me with his manhood?No words could describe the ecstasy that was building."Waiting for something?"My breaths were slightly ragged; my face was probably already flushed with passion. Given what I was experiencing in this state of anticipation, I spoke with a pleading tone. "I'm waiting for you to enter me, honey."Through the corner of my eye, I saw Cedric smirk ever so slightly. "So, this is what you get, honey."The sheets I lay on were utterly messed up. My hands clenched again, especially when Cedric's manhood pushed into my womanhood. I couldn't tell if I was too tight or if Cedric was just getting larger.It felt full and tight."H
Slowly but surely, I play with Cedric's penis. Creating wet traces there. Repeatedly. Moving like a child who's given their favorite lollipop. Several times, I also suck on the tip of Cedric's manhood.Feeling how Cedric's taste fills my mouth. The first time I did this, it felt strange. But as time goes on, I've become addicted. Sometimes, I intentionally make Cedric release himself in my mouth.Because I know... our second session is going to be way wilder than the first. That's also why I want to experience it again."Oh, Joice! You're getting really skilled at sucking, babe." Cedric starts to get restless; I can tell. Occasionally, his hand strokes my cheek, sometimes reaching for my hair and holding it in a grip. I think he also doesn't want our activity to be disrupted by my hair. With his other hand, Cedric squeezes my breast, though I can't really feel the squeeze.I guess it's because Cedric is more focused on the core of his body that I'm curren
"Instead of feeling your kiss without being allowed to kiss back, how about using your mouth to unbutton my shirt?" he suggests, and I quickly nod in agreement. Cedric slightly shifts his sitting position to get more comfortable. Then, he resigns himself to what I'm about to do.One by one, I undo the buttons of his black shirt. Just as he asked; using my mouth. I also use my fingertips to gently graze his skin with a deliberate rhythm. On purpose. It's not just him who knows how to raise body temperature with passion. I can do it too.And I won't waste this ability of mine to please him. They say that making your husband happy is one of the things that adds to the joy of married life. Besides, after our lovemaking session later, Cedric won't stop praising me. Who wouldn't be happy to be praised by their own husband?As soon as his shirt buttons are all undone, Cedric's body shape remains unchanged. I guess my husband really takes care of himself with a lot of w
Putting on a soft perfume around the nape of my neck is the final part of my preparation to welcome Cedric. I glance at the clock – it's been ten minutes since he went to the kids' room. Such a fleeting moment to get myself ready. The click of the door makes me stop what I'm doing at the vanity table. I grab the kimono-shaped pajama I casually hung up to greet him.When we come face to face, Cedric looks at me with a furrowed brow."Why... are you in your pajamas? Didn't you check the gift I left for you earlier?"I smile and close the distance between us. I made sure to lock the bedroom door, just in case Zain suddenly opens it or Zennita walks in without permission.I still remember what happened a few years ago when Cedric was right on top of me, but I quickly pushed him away because Zain was at the door. He asked, "What's Papa doing in there?"Since that day, the door hasn't escaped my attention. Even though they've grown up
Having two kids is fun. I believe that. Especially when you have a partner like Cedric, who's always ready and available whenever I need him. Though I can't deny, the fear before childbirth stressed me out big time. I was afraid I wouldn't be able to open my eyes and greet Zain and Cedric anymore. Also, my other family members: Krystal, Dona, Naomi, and my little brother Jacob.Our relationship is getting better and, well... the past is truly behind us. Even if I wanted to bring it up, there's nothing I can do now except accept it. Sometimes, with Cedric by my side, I visit Mother's grave. The nagging questions in my heart about why she left me when I was a child have lessened."Mommy!"I close my eyes briefly. The voice of Zennita, my youngest daughter, fills the kitchen. Her face is flushed with annoyance. Clearly, Zain is right behind her, chasing her with a superhero mask on. Zennita is now 5 years old – an age that demands a lot of my energy to keep u
a few years later"Hey, Champ. What are you up to?"My movement playing Mario Bros paused. I looked up briefly and saw a man in a black shirt. He looked well-dressed and quite classy. Who is he?"Playing a game, sir."He chuckled. Confusing me. Was something wrong?"Do I look like a 'sir' to you?"I grinned and blushed a bit. "Not really.""Well, don't call me 'sir' then. I'm too old for that."We both ended up laughing. He seemed like a nice and friendly person. I was still in my gray school uniform, suddenly feeling quite impressed. Who was he?"You must be Andrew, right?"Oh... I became cautious. Did he know me? Where from? I felt like I had never met this man before. It couldn't be that at my age I was getting kidnapped, right? Thank goodness Dad had me take self-defense classes. At least I could escape if he suddenly acted suspiciously. But I had to punch his fairly handsome face first."I'm Nelson. Yo
I thoroughly enjoy the attention of my two mothers at home. Mommy and Mami Keira. The house is bustling with activity now. Every weekend, Mommy pays a visit. She cooks together with Mami Keira, although I know they both try to become close to each other. Andrew says Mommy doesn't want to miss an opportunity to accompany her beloved daughter-in-law. On the other hand, Mami Keira adds, "Keep me company, Soffia. Take care of Andrew and Krystal. They're both so busy. I'm all alone."Clearly, this makes my husband even more elated. He says, "There's nothing that brings me more happiness than having both my mother’s here. I love them."Then... which part of my heart doesn't belong to him? I'm reminded of what Grandpa Jordy said that day."One day you'll understand why Grandpa wanted you to be Andrew's partner."Grandpa was right. He was a good man. Very good, actually. How respectful he was toward the two women often present in the house. He held them in
I don't know why I'm going through my days with such enthusiasm. Despite the doctor's frequent warnings for me to be more careful. To me, it seems exaggerated. All the meetings and encounters with new business partners, all sabotaged by Cedric without exception. I'm truly fine with that, and I'm only learning how my brother reaches a consensus.Truly, Cedric is the one who should be in control of BlaxtonExpress.Three months have passed since that incident. Several times, I've accompanied Andrew to the intense hearings because Phillip won't give up easily. He's put in every effort, which is dragging Daddy Jackson further into it. My husband predicted this. Entrapping Phillip wasn't merely about presenting evidence, but also about strategy.Andrew is clever at fending off Phillip's arguments and promptly presenting the additional evidence demanded until the older man loses. Truly loses. Daddy Jackson, on the other hand, never complicates the course of the trial.
It's been three days, and Andrew still hasn't opened his eyes. In contrast, Jacob has regained consciousness and is already in the recovery phase. He mentioned that he doesn't like lying down for too long, even though Jacob's condition is just as concerning. Two bullets lodged in his body. I can't express enough how grateful we are or how real the power of God feels in this situation.Besides his back, the bullets also hit Jacob's shoulder. His body is covered in bandages, there are bruises on his face, but he's already up and about in the hospital. He's doing this not just for me, even though it's unnecessary. Andrew's trusted men are taking turns to watch over him. I earnestly ask Jacob to focus more on his own recovery.And my words are only heard when my brother speaks. Looking defeated, he retreats to his room after expressing his anger and cursing Doni, of course."If that bastard doesn't end up in jail for a long time, I'll personally take care of him, Mr