My husband, Doctor Adrian

Choose Him Or Me!

When I got home, I rushed into my room. Not one word came out of our mouths from each other. I took a quick shower and then got ready for bed. I don't know where Adrian is, what he's doing, whether he's home or away again. I don't wanna know. I'm too tired to find out. Let him go. I don't need anyone. I touched my flat stomach.

Hello dear.. Be born quickly so you can accompany the days of Mommy who is lonely..

I breathe heavily. How long should I keep this a secret from Adrian?

Shortly after, Adrian entered the room.

"Sorry.." he said.

I turned my body that was lying on the bed, facing him.

"Make what?" my many.

He scratched his temple for a moment.

Adrian, do you even know your mistake?

"Yes.. I don't like to fight.. Moreover, we're just getting better."

I opened my arms wide, inviting him to hug me. He did it too. I can smell the musk from her fragrant perfume.

Will I continue to let Adrian not know his mistakes? I know I'm far from perfect. But do I have to keep ignoring all this as if there is nothing wrong with our way of communicating?

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The week passed quickly. I don't feel like I'm already six weeks old. My relationship with Adrian is getting more harmonious. I purposely kept him that way, because I would tell him things that must have surprised him. He should know, sooner or later. I get sick almost every morning. Maybe he was worried about me too, so he was always nice to me. He still forced me to go to the doctor.

That night, I waited for him to come home from work. I decided to cook lasagna.

I ate first because Adrian didn't come home. I was washing the cookware when he came home, about nine at night.

Welcomed it.

"Wanna eat?" my many.

He peeped my cheek.

"Shake a minute." he said. He cupped my face with both hands and took it off. He went to shower.

Soon, he returned in casual clothes and his hair was wet.

"You cook?" tanyakanya.

I'm nodding. I brought him food.

He ate the lasagna I made.

"Have you eaten?" ask while chewing. I'm glad to see it this way. He must be tired.

"Udah, just now." I said.

I waited for him to finish eating. I got him some water and sat down next to him.

He had finished off his second plate when I finally emboldened myself.

"Adrians.. There's something I need to talk about." I said slowly.

"What's? Say it.." she replied casually.

I played my fingers under the table, confused where to start.

"Say, baby.. Whahuh? You're mad because I keep coming home at night?" he rubbed my hand gently.

"It's not that." I said. I never thought about him being busy again.

"Continue?" He turned my body to face him.

"I.. I'm pregnant." I said.

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He stayed for two seconds. Then he let go of both his hands that were on my shoulders.

"What?" He seemed so surprised.

He stood up, still looking at me, then looked at my stomach.

"You sure? Do you know where you're from?" tanyanya fast.

I'm nodding. "Yes, Mom and I went to the doctor.. If you want to see the results of the USG.." I got up, went to my room to show Adrian.

"F*T.. F*hh.." He walked back and forth and grabbed his hair.

"Who cares about that paper, huh?" He pulled my hand rough.

I'm appalled. I just realized what I saw was not shock, but anger.

He let go of my rough hands.

"Yes but.."

He began to walk back and forth, like thinking, or even in solidarity.

"Where's your KB pill?!" He snaps at me and gasps.

"You didn't want it when I was snatched it.." I said timidly.

He patted his forehead like he was regretting something.

"Sorry, Adrian.. But this has all happened.." I tried to calm him down.

"You can be careless like this! How many months?" He growled furiously.

"Emmm.. Six weeks." I answered while guessing the look on his face. I was still so shocked to see him panic like this.

"OKAY. It's not too late" he said, staring at me.

"What?" I said. I reflexively touched my stomach with both hands, trying to protect the child in my womb.

"What did you say?" i said again.

He didn't answer. He just hit his hand into the air.

"I will not abort our child!" my peek.

Tears fell on my face.

He looked at me frustrated.

Then what I could not have guessed from his mouth..

"Pick him or me!" snapped it.

"What?" ask rhetorical.

"Java!" It shook my body. I felt pain and tried to get away from him.

"OKAY. I already know what your answer is." he said without looking at me. He went to my room, left me.

Reality hit me. He doesn't want this kid. While me? I'll keep this child no matter what, even if his own father doesn't want it.

Brakk..

Room doors are opened and closed by slamming. Adrian wears a shirt and trousers. He took the keys to his car and rushed out of the house. From the window, I stared at the car that left our house.

So then.. Just so? He's angry about this? When millions of people all over the earth beg and ask for a baby, should we refuse it? I don't know what's on his mind. How much do they hate children?

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Tok tock..

I opened my eyes and stared at the clock on the wall. Two o'clock in the morning. I rushed out. That must be Adrian.

I opened the door.

Adrian.

He seemed half conscious. The smell of alcohol was pouring out of his body.

"Come, I'll help you.." I packed it into the guest room on the first floor. I couldn't bring him to our room on the second floor.

Arriving in the room, I took off his shoes and clothes. I helped her with her nightgown.

"You drinking?" ask rhetorical.

"Lula.." The balance is unclear. "Don't. ever you. stay with me." she said again.

I nodded, even though he did not see me in the dark. I covered her, stroked her cheek.

Suddenly I saw something shining on the nightstand.

Adrian mobile.

There appears to be an incoming message. I saw the phone screen.

From Syena.

Are you home already?

DEG

My heart is beating ungodly. So he went to see Syena? Heart hurts. So hurt. Wh why? Why do you know so many people, you choose him? You hate alcohol because it reminds you of your mother, but it seems you hate this baby more.

I went back to my room and cried in silence.