Look at me, Delilah

Look at me, Delilah
Road Together



Delilah checked the contents first before seeing the apartment they would rent. He hopes the device attached to his stomach does not show that he is pregnant. I hope the test pack is wrong. A speck of black spots was there. Someone's been inhabiting his womb. She became pregnant at the age of nineteen.


Risks that he must bear because of his association. Delilah may ask to be slept by Nayaka and the pleasure even made him addicted. If time turns back, Delilah will never forget taking a pregnancy-preventing pill.


The doctor said it was healthy. All advice is given as well as vitamins as substances that should not be forgotten to drink. Doctors also said it was common for Delilah to not have cravings.


After visiting the obstetrician, the two made their way to Marais Street. Nayaka had also promised the agent that he would meet after lunch.


A female agent shows the apartment building that Delilah will occupy. A flat on the third floor. The place is quite spacious with adequate facilities.


"How, Honey? Fits this apartment?" ask Nayaka.


"Pretty good, anyway. I just like it. But only for a while. Let's just rent this" replied Delilah.


"Do you want to see the others first? Maybe we can get a cheaper one" Nayaka suggested.


"It's Paris, brother. Nothing is cheap. Let's just take this. I'm tired of walking around looking for an apartment."


"All right, let's just take this."


Delilah gave her black card to her lover. "Silver take care of it. We pay for one year."


"You sit here first. I'll also have the janitor clean the apartment first so we can move in tomorrow" Nayaka said, then leave with the female agent.


Delilah rubbed her flat stomach. Suddenly he regretted following Nayaka's request. Delilah should have dropped the contents. He can ask his friends for help to find a doctor who can help.


"I have to how?" mummified Delilah. "Married young with Nayaka? Brother is good, anyway. Maybe I'll be happy with him."


Not long after Nayaka came up with proof of payment. He has also asked the house agent to find the person who will clean their flat so that tomorrow can be occupied.


"It's over?" ask Delilah.


"This is the letter." Nayaka gave proof of payment as well as Delilah's card. "Wanna go back to the hotel?"


"Walk for a while. I want to see the Eiffel Tower."


"We leave now, then" said Nayaka.


Both of them came out of the apartment building. Nayaka and Delilah took a bus to get there. Arriving there both immediately enjoy the beauty of the iconic tower of the French country.


"Beautiful, yes, here" said Delilah.


"It looks like you'll be at home here" Nayaka said.


"I'd rather have my own house."


Nayaka smile. He tucked the child's hair that covered the lover's face. "You want another way? Still not satisfied to see the tower?"


"We'll walk again. Not so far from other historical places" Delilah said.


Musee de Louvre, Notre Dame is not spared from his second visit. Tour near the seine river they explore together. Then eat fast food at a roadside cafe, then head back to the hotel.


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Tomorrow afternoon, Nayaka and Delilah move into the apartment they have rented. The house agent hands over the key and the room is ready to be used because it has been cleaned. Nayaka also went shopping for food for supplies for the next month. At least until he returns to Paris.


Delilah paid no heed to Nayaka who was busy arranging some food into the cold cupboard. The lover, even meticulously wrapped vegetables and fruit in a plastic wrap to make it more durable.


Compiling several bottles of mineral water, snacks and milk specifically for pregnant women. All the necessities Nayaka had bought for her lover.


"Don't eat food often, honey. You're pregnant. Better cook it yourself" said Nayaka.


"I can't cook. I can order from the restaurant. You don't have to worry."


"But I've bought you a lot of fruits and vegetables. You should eat it. It's for the sake of our baby too" Nayaka said.


"You're so chatty. I'll eat it" said Delilah. "Make me an omelette. Add the sausage as well."


"Yes, I made it. You just wait in the TV room."


"Don't forget the melon juice. Don't add sugar" Delilah said.


Nayaka said what the lover asked. Delilah went from the kitchen to the TV room after that.


Apron mounted. Nayaka began struggling with eggs, sausages and vegetables that he cut into small frying pans. A spoon of margarine is applied to the phone, and then ready to pour omelette dough on it. Don't forget the melon juice Delilah wants.


Nayaka brought the food he brought to the TV room. The lover is busy watching movies from cable TV installed. A young couple's romantic movie on campus. Nayaka is not interested in films that present wild scenes without an actual romantic story. Delilah invites him to sleep together. Maybe because of the influence of romantic movies.


"Eat first. I made it," said Nayaka.


"Thank you, Brother."


Delilah sipped the juice of the melon made by Nayaka first after eating egg omelets. Delilah raised both her legs on the table. Seeing that, Nayaka immediately sat on the carpet and massaged her lover's legs.


"If I could have a guy like him" Delilah chirped without looking at the actor on TV.


Nayaka just smiled. Delilah would always say that if she found a handsome man. On campus he became one of the prima donna. However, Delilah was not interested in the man who adored her. Forever Delilah only made Nayaka its owner.


"Tomorrow shall we go to the course?" ask Nayaka.


"I've signed up online. But tomorrow we go to that building to see firsthand. I'm only temporary anyway. This pregnancy for the next two months can still be hidden. After that we have to think again for the next," said Delilah.


"Marry me, Delilah" said Nayaka.


"Sister proposed to me?"


"If you think so. We have a baby candidate. Soon he will be born. We'd better get married" Nayaka said.


"I'm not ready to get married, brother. I was young" said Delilah.


"But, Del. You want our son to be born without a father? Without a clear status?"


"Sister, you need to know where we live now. Some time we should stay here. After I graduated and this kid grew up, we just got back to Jakarta" Delilah said.


It seems like returning home must be delayed until Delilah graduates from college. Nayaka must resist the longing to go home for the next few years again. But Nayaka was happy because Delilah said they would be together to raise their children.


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