Best Defense

A Strict Morning's

...Sean Danial Warner POV's....

I woke up when the morning sun burst through the curtains and hit me right in the face. I blinked a few times and found Franda still asleep near me. His face was only a few inches away from my face making me see how peaceful and calm he was right now. She still looks beautiful despite being in a mess though.

If I had to pick just one perfect moment in my life, it would be a moment like this. With Franda, it's just the two of us. Far from everyone and everything. Lying in bed, hugging each other.

"What are you thinking?" I flinched as she suddenly made a sound while gently rubbing my cheeks, breaking my daydream.

I smiled, stretched out my hand to rub her cheek. "You." I answered honestly.

Franda giggled shyly. A red hue met on his face. "Me?" whispered. "Your face is flushed, Sean."

"Look, we are a compatible couple," I said lightly. "because your face is also blushing." I added teasingly. I enjoyed the reaction of the embarrassment that flashed across his face.

We're glancing. Rolling time. My hands caressed her hair as smooth as silk. The breeze from the cooling machine made me want to pull her into my arms. Then suddenly his face turned gloomy. Franda pulled herself away from me, sitting leaning on the head of the bed, she slipped a few strands of her hair back while avoiding my gaze.

"Sean, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that. I'm sorry." He turned to look at me, now his eyes were full of regret. "I promise I won't do it again, please forgive me."

I got up and sat down beside him. I immediately grabbed his hands that were cupped to each other in front of his chest, squeezing them slowly. "No problem, Franda." I said with a smile. "I'm just glad you're able to enjoy time with the girls."

I'm a little curious about who the other girl Joe meant last night. I meant to ask, I cleared my throat. But my voice was immediately restrained because Franda had already answered my question. "I met Yola and her friends yesterday."

"Yola? Yola Riyadi?" many ensure. A little surprised because as far as I know Yola is not the type of girl who will spend time at the bar, or indeed I am not too familiar with her. I don't know.

Franda nodded. "Yes. We talked and drank so much that we couldn't remember the time." Franda's face suddenly cheerful, more precisely enthusiastic. "He's so much fun, Sean. Geez, last night I even forgot she was the girl who threatened our marriage." Franda laughed, and I laughed after that.

"Yes, she's a fun girl. But it's not enough to make me want to make her a wife like you." I said softly while pinching the base of his nose, making him re-flash.

Franda grabbed my hand that had just pinched her then kissed her. "Of course" he said confidently. "She's too small to be your wife. After all, I doubt he can face your savage and merciless self. Gee whiz... Yola will die the moment you attack her the first night." Franda's laughter sounded louder than before.

"Hey, I couldn't have been that loud the first night." I quickly replied.

Franda snorted, her upper lip raised up next door. "I've experienced it, Samson. You almost made me die" he said. "But that doesn't mean I regret it, I love it and it makes me want you more and more" she continued.

I smiled amusedly. "Oh, huh?" I said flirtatious. "Does that mean you want me now?" I asked while looking into his eyes.

Franda gulped while his body began to tremble. "Hm." he sighed softly. "But, considering that my body hasn't touched water since yesterday morning, plus drunk last night, I think I need to take a short shower." he muttered with a face that held in shame. Makes her look even more seductive, and it makes me want to tease her even more.

"I don't have a problem with that, baby. We can get wet with real water after I get you wet with water from my body." I was about to pull her hips to lie on the bed, but Franda held my hand.

"No. I have to take a shower" he said firmly. It forced me to stop my intention to fuck her.

I pulled my body back from his side, let him get off the bed and walk to the bathroom. My eyes were still staring at Franda who disappeared behind the door as I heard the room door on tap in a hurry.

I took a quick step to open the door and found Miss Diana standing uneasily looking at me. "What's wrong?" ask me with a frown. He looked down, looking very scared. "Miss, what's wrong?" ask again.

"Mia.. she..."

I quickly walked into Mia's room, leaving Miss Diana who was still agitated at my doorstep. And as soon as I opened the door to her room, my eyes glared.

Mia was trying to walk assisted by Denise, her face was very pale and seemed to endure pain, and what made me glare was the blood that flowed from her groin and soaked along her legs that were wearing nothing.

I hurried over, grabbed a blanket from the bed to cover her body and directly pulled her into my sling. "Tell Franda I'm taking Mia to the hospital."

Half-running I brought Mia down. I don't know what happened to him, but obviously something is threatening his life. I lowered my gaze looking at the crying Mia on my chest. Her hand was holding on to my neck while her other hand was squeezing a blanket that covered her stomach and along her legs. "Calm down, Mia. I'll take you to the hospital."

That's all I can say to calm him down right now. I was scared while Mia kept crying in the car. I yelled at Ameer who was driving and asked for her even faster. Mia's cry made me panic even more as well as torment because I could do nothing to calm her down.

Arriving at the hospital I immediately took her down and ran to the emergency room, handed Mia over to some nurses for check-ups while I waited outside anxiously.

I walked back and forth in front of the emergency room waiting for Mia who was still in check and was suddenly shocked to hear Franda calling me. He ran over in shorts and put on my oversized sweatshirt on his body, and his still wet hair explained why he was dressed like that. Franda must have immediately followed after Denise said my message when she was about to take Mia.

"What about Mia?" he was impatient with a gasp of breath and both hands squeezed my arms. It was obvious that he was very worried at this moment.

I pulled him into my arms. "Calm down, Mia must be fine. The doctor's checking it out."

Franda looked up at me. "What's going on?"

I let out a breath. "I don't know." I muttered. "When I got to her room, Denise was picking up her body, and blood was running along her legs" she said.

"Oh my God, Mia." Franda started sobbing, and her stuffing made me sick. Then suddenly he nodded quickly. "No, that's impossible" he said. "Sean, do you know what I'm thinking right now?" I'm nodding.

Actually, I've been thinking the same thing about him. But I tried to convince myself that Mia would not do something that far. I know her well enough, Mia can definitely take care of her.

"Yes. That's impossible, Franda. Mia's a good girl, she won't do anything that stupid." I snored slowly while pulling her back into my arms.

We are still waiting with anxious and worried feelings. Our minds were filled with all sorts of possibilities that happened to Mia, and what scared me even more was that Mia actually did something like we feared right now. Mia is not my sister, but I love her as much as I love Dhea.

"I'm scared, Sean." I looked down at Franda who was talking on the sidelines of her crying.

I kissed her forehead deep and long. Next to my hand cupped his cheek while the other hand squeezed gently into his arm. I tried to strengthen her even though I was just as afraid.

"Calm down. I'm sure he's fine." I muttered. "Give me your phone. I'll call John and tell him about Mia." Franda silent. His mouth was open but said nothing.

"What if Ed gets angry?" ask her a few moments later. His eyes darkened, his hands trembling squeezing my hands.

My eyes look into his fixed eyes. "Franda," I said hoarsely. I tried to give him strength through the look in my eyes. Make him sure that whatever happens, everything will be fine. Told through my eyes that she had nothing to fear because I would always be by her side.

"He must understand. You don't have to worry because I'll talk to him. He deserves to know, now or later it's the same. Delaying it won't fix things." I squeezed his hand. "Now, trust me and give me your phone."

Franda nodded, pulled her hand out of my grasp and took the phone out of her pants pocket and gave it to me.