
When she got home, she saw that her husband was busy with work. Not wanting to interfere, Annelyn decided to go to the bathroom to test the pregnancy test kit she had just bought for ten thousand to four. Cheap festive. He would use all four of them simultaneously.
One minute, two minutes, to five minutes, the young woman's hand was still clasping, praying fervently in the bathroom after dipping four test packs into a pot of urine.
It, with *********** is still hanging, not yet installed neatly in place, sitting in the WC sitting while praying.
Next to his eyes peeked.
" Aaaaaaaaaaaaaa."
His shout boomed, startling Bimo who was sauteing vegetables. The mature man immediately ran towards the room, not forgetting to turn off the stove.
" Love..what happened?" Bimo opened the unlocked bathroom door.
The direction of her eyes was looking at Annelyn, ********** the woman sagged down as she stood up. Then, his eye gaze led to a small container containing four test packs.
Two red lines.
Bimo's heart was timid. Annelyn's pregnant?? How could? All this time they had sex, but he had been trying to prevent the pregnancy of his wife.
Instantly, he recalled his conversation with Annelyn in the hospital two months ago. What possible??
" Love.."
" City .."
The two called each other, looking at each other. Then, a warm hug happened.
The two sons of Adam who harbored hope in silence. His every breath always believed God was with his faithful servant.
" Bee, I'm pregnant.." With a hoarse voice Annelyn expressed her happiness. It is indescribable how happy he is, how God is not everything. She who was convicted of having difficulty conceiving, even being infertile, was now pregnant.
" Yes Love, I'm sorry sorry sorry I haven't been a good husband." Bimo hugged his wife.
Has he not demanded love from his wife? Shamelessly, his heart still demanded that soulful love. Even without thinking and introspection, he has not been a good husband, selfish, arrogant and insensitive to what his wife wants.
" H.m sorry Bee too." Annelyn mumbled softly. He loves Bimo, very much. But love is not the same as his love for the figure at the end there. I don't know why God never took that stupid feeling out of his heart.
As hard as he tried, the deep-rooted hatred could not shake the grounded love of the figure.
Both are very grateful, at least Annelyn's pregnancy is the opening door to the smooth running of their relationship after this. Because, actually both of them also feel afraid of being separated by the will of the family. Just waiting for time, Pram will find them.
Fleeing?? Not forever can. Bimo's strength and connection are not as strong as they used to be, his financial side which although for ordinary people could be considered rich, but not yet supportive enough. Annelyn's jewelry and valuables could be sold to make a lot of money, just that one rare item was sold, its existence getting easier to trace.
" We are strong. We can definitely Love." Bimo squatting, withdrawing*********** his wife who was a little wet hit the bathroom floor.
With red cheeks in embarrassment, Annelyn nodded.
" Yes Bee, don't leave me."
***
" Huuuhhhh was tired.." Bimo let out
breath tired.
Usually there is Risya who helps, now he is all alone.
" Let me help you Bee, I'm fine." Annelyn was preparing to help her husband.
" Eits.. No. Princess just sit down, let me clean up the rest of this cooking activity." Bimo smiled seeing his wife with a bent face sitting lazily with pursed lips.
" But Bee, it's getting dark."
" Let it be. My sweet lady must sit sweet. Tomorrow we go for treatment. Okay?" Bimo made the atmosphere calmer by his way of judging his wife.
" Okaye." Annelyn excitedly replied, she impatiently wanted to see the small blob that was in her womb.
At midnight, as Annelyn slept in her husband's arms, she heard a voice from outside the room. His instincts say there was an intruder.
"Bee.." said Annelyn.
" Hmmm"
" There's an intruder." Annelyn's whispering was barely audible.
" It's just rich in Hollywood." Bimo's answer was like relaxing, he was very sleepy, not even having time to realize there was lurking their existence.