Don't Want to Split

Chapter 49 - Fight For Our Love

Fighting For Our Love

Anyone would want to be with someone who loves and loves us. The desire to continue together is growing, continue to struggle to find the facts behind the statement of Mr. Benjamin.

"We never know what happens when someone is critical. Who knows, there is still a dilemma in his subconscious. Therefore, tomorrow morning we go to the hospital to see the doctor who treated him and do a DNA test." Ezra continues to encourage Zefanya not to give up.

"I was originally like you, Ezra. Dead - dead I refused. My heart wants to believe that we're not brothers. But the one who said was your own father. The one who saw you from birth to adulthood."

"Birth parents can make mistakes. Isn't that right, honey?" ezra asked, cupping his two cheeks so that they could look at each other.

Zefanya gulped. Ezra's gaze seemed to bewitch him, getting into the charm of the man and getting entangled deeper.

"Y-yeah, you're right. Real fathers can also make mistakes." Zefanya repeated with an empty mind.

"Then, it would be true that we are not brothers. I can't believe you're finally going back into my arms, baby." whispered Ezra in a hoarse voice. Zefanya's slightly open red lips made Ezra's imagination start moving wildly. Her memories go back to the nights they were on their honeymoon, where she could feel the warmth of Zefanya's body. Hearing the woman's rin-ti-han under her body, calling her name lovingly.

"I really miss you, Ma Moitie." murmured Ezra as he pressed his lips against Zefanya's lips. "I can no longer hold back this feeling." he continued, whispering as he continued to pince his wife's lips that felt so sweet and nik-mat.

Ezra was like a man who was hungry and got food. Her dry throat was like being given water, it felt so cold it flowed into her heart. Zephaniah could no longer resist Ezra, he was completely subjugated in the softness of Ezra's ciu-man. Her tiny body was getting stuck, getting into the warm embrace of her husband.

They didn't even notice when Mark's pastor walked by and shook their heads at the sight of a pair of women and men with nowhere to be seen. Ezra's hugs and ciu-man made Zefanya feel as if her heart was beating again after a long time stopped, beating faster and flowing energy throughout her body.

"I love you Ma Moitie."

Zefanya. Ezra's words squeezed his heart, he wanted to reply with the same sentence. But the fear of the harsh reality was still left in the corner of his heart. Tongue's cow. He missed Ezra, with all his heart.

"Don't go again, Zie." whispered Ezra, his arms still tightly clutched his wife's body. "I love you, Zie. When successful, it will be worse. When healthy or sick. In the past, now even when your hair is bleached and your skin is wrinkled. I will always love you."

Zefanya's body began to shake, her legs felt powerless. Ezra held Zephaniah's body from slumping and to the grassy ground, tears began to flow from Ezra's eyes.

Zephaniah could not answer. Ezra's incredible love makes him feel dwarfed. Embarrassed. Idiotically. In the end, his tears flowed. They hugged while crying. "Stop running away. Fight with me. I'm sure our love is not wrong. I don't want to part with you." beg Ezra to be heartbreaking.

His Zefanya choked with her own tears, she nodded - a nod of resignation. Whatever Ezra does, Zefanya believes it is best for them and the twins.

"Let's go see the priest, I think he's back." take Ezra along while tidying up Zefanya's messy appearance.

"What if Pastor Mark hasn't come yet?" zefanya asked, trying to defeat the guilt that returned whack. They just kissed man. Yes, Ezra and himself. What if they really are brothers? Brothers can't kiss this hot.

"Then, we'll go home and come back tomorrow to meet with the priest and get a DNA test."

Ezra deliberately put emphasis on his last sentence so that Zefanya no longer retreat let alone doubt. Zefanya's appearance was neat but not with her heart constantly rumbling. His hands felt cold in Ezra's grasp.

"All will be well, dear." said Ezra quietly as he led Zefanya to the presbytery.

"I hope so."

"Nothing will change. Even though you are my sister, everything will remain the same. You are my responsibility until I close my eyes."

"But there are things that the sisters, Ez, should not do." Zefanya lamented sadly.

He still doesn't know how to look at Ezra without love. Then can he touch Ezra without feeling any vibrations?

"Pray, everything is not as bad as you think, Zie." said Ezra with determination.

Zephaniah's heart murmured as Mark's own priest greeted them. Not wanting to wait long, Ezra immediately expressed the intention of his arrival.

The priest was really dumbfounded. "Of course you have, Mr. Halley. I think almost all Catholics have confessed."

The priest's cliche's answer didn't make Ezra satisfied.

"Did my father ever confess a sin if he had a relationship with another woman other than my mother, Pastor?" ask Ezra again.

Father Mark was really upset with the question of the young man before him.

"Sorry, Mr. Halley. But I would be very sinful if I leaked someone's confession." Father Mark refused firmly.

"But this greatly affected the continuity of our marriage, Pastor. Should we split up or not?"

The priest frowned. "What do you mean, Mr. Halley?"

Then Ezra recounted his father's confession to Zephaniah and ended with a plea that the priest would help them.

Two pairs of eyes looked expectantly at the priest who rubbed his forehead, it was clear that he was also trying to understand the situation that was happening. Ezra and Zefanya hope to find out the facts tonight, for them the DNA test tomorrow is still too long. Moreover, the waiting period of one week results, will definitely feel really excruciating.

"I understand the situation is difficult for you, Mr and Mrs Halley. But again, confession is for God only. I can't say anything to you guys." The priest said sympathetically.

Ezra and Zephaniah bowed their heads deeply. From the beginning, they knew that the priest would refuse, but Ezra's curiosity overcame everything.

The priest looked sadly at a couple who had been blessed by him.

"My advice is to pray and be patient waiting tomorrow for a DNA test. Regarding the confession of your parents, there is no need to think about it. It's the test results that will decide you're going to split up or continue this marriage."

There was something in the pastor's sentence that made Zefanya tickle to ask. "What do you mean our parents? My mom and Ezra's dad ever come to see you?"

"Don't make the wrong conclusion, ma'am. Think positive." said Pastor Mark without answering to give a clear answer.

Not satisfied with the pastor's answer, Zefanya again asked something that stuck his mind.

"Do you know Mr. Benjamin Halley well, Pastor?"

"Of course, Madam. He's one of the donors in the orphanage run by our pastor."

"Then, what about my mom? Her name is Miss Lorena."

"Once again I say to the Madam. Please be careful in drawing conclusions in each of my answers."

"Jawab only, Father. Do you know my mother?" zefanya was impatient.

"Yes." Yeah."

"What do you know my mother as? When did you last meet him?"

"Mrs Lorena came with Mr. Benjamin at a charity event many years ago."

"When exactly?"

"I forgot, but it happened when Mr. Ezra was a kid."

Zefanya and Ezra exchanged a glance. A new fact they found that their parents had met without their respective partners.