I Hate You Bastard's

Episode 9

Even though the night was getting late, and everyone on the hemisphere who did not get sunlight, had already fallen in their dreams. But another case with Safira who is still at home looking at the ceiling of his room.

Usually at this hour he was asleep, especially because he was pregnant, he even fell asleep faster than usual. But, after finding the father's business card from the baby, his sleepiness disappeared in an instant.

Dave Rodriguez, Safira believes it's the name of the bastard. There was nothing wrong with the name, but something was bothering his heart since just now.

Alice's future husband's name is Dave. Sapphira's thoughts drifted, widened in her heart if it turned out that Dave her future husband was the same person as the father of her baby.

Sapphira was afraid if it was true, but as much as possible Safira thought positively. There are many people named Dave in this world. Tomorrow she will ask Alice the surname of her future husband to confirm everything.

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The day is bright, the sun is already showing its light. Usually before this bright sun, Sapphira had already gotten out of her bed. But it seems like this morning he was too lazy to wake up. Maybe because of the effects of pregnancy, making it more lazy to move.

Prangs...

Safira regained her senses, immediately rising from her bed after hearing something happen from outside her room. The woman walked hurriedly, towards the origin of the noise.

And sure enough, how surprised the woman was when she saw the scene in her small kitchen. A big man was cooking there, using his apron.

"Who are you!" Safira was already preparing to take out a tool that he could use to attack the stranger.

That figure reflexively turned his body around, a handsome face full of warm smiles greeted Safira.

"You awake?"

"You...." Safira was surprised, seeing the man in her apartment. Yeah, that guy was Dave, got into his apartment out of nowhere. "How did you get in here?"

"That's not hard for me." Dave smiled, "Sit down baby, your breakfast will be ready soon." he said.

Then switch to the stove that is still burning, no matter what the man is cooking. Sapphira was still there, standing with all her confusion and annoyance.

As he remembered, the door of his apartment would be locked automatically and could only be opened with a password that only he and Alice knew.

Safira stood there for a long time, until finally Dave finished cooking and moved his dishes to the plate.

"You still there? Not tired of standing like that?" Dave placed his cooking on a mini-dining table, then led Sapphira to sit down.

"I can't cook, so I can only prepare this for you." the man gave a fork and a dinner knife on a plate containing three slices of sandwich with egg and meat stuffing, and the man gave me a fork and a dinner knife on a plate containing three slices of sandwich, and some other toppings.

Safira raised her lips cynically, barely able to control her emotions. His manic stared intently at the man as if he wanted to devour him.

Sapphira did not comply, her face was unfriendly, making Dave frown.

The man knew Safira was still angry and held a grudge for her. In the end, the man took over, cut the sandwich into small pieces, then thrust it into Safira's mouth.

"Open your mouth."

Sapphira was ignorant, just looking at him full of defiance. "I don't want to." That's what that look means.

"Safira, don't make me angry. If you don't want to eat I don't care at all, but you're pregnant with my son. I don't want him to starve just because of your selfishness!" jolt the man.

Sapphira was angry at the man's remark, but she was the same, not wanting her baby to starve. Unable to do anything, Sapphira pushes Dave's hand away. "I can do it myself" he said. Despite the compulsion, the woman ate her food.

As Safira finished his meal, Dave was done. The man got up from his chair, disappearing from Sapphira's sight. Dave is busy in his kitchen, but Safira doesn't care what Dave does there.

A little while later, a glass of milk was placed right after Sapphira finished her sandwich.

"spent. Don't leave it." full of orders.

Dave went into Sapphira's room, took something from the small bag he had placed there this morning. After returning to the kitchen, his lips pulled upwards, when he saw Sapphira spending her homemade milk in one gulp.

"Good." he said as he rubbed Safira's head. Sapphira soon drifted away, but Dave did not let her.

Dave pulled his chair closer to her, then placed one bottle of medicine on the table.

"Drink this." gives a pill.

Safira frowned, certainly not that easy to accept. Who knows if the pill is poisonous.

Knowing Safira Dave's thoughts said, "Don't think weird. It's just a special vitamin for a woman like you. Angry and rude." he said.

"Take. And drink fast." but Sapphira still won't.

"Come baby. If I wanted to harm you, I've been doing it since I found you."

Sapphira remained silent for a while, hesitantly taking the pill and stuffing it into her mouth. Sapphira's feeling changed after the pill went into her mouth, it was sweet and it was indeed like a vitamin.

"You're almost two months pregnant, but you don't even have milk and vitamins. How will my baby be if I don't find you until she's born?"