OBSESSION WITH VAMPIRES

If only

Eight months passed, Jean set foot in the Valera mansion after a long time. The aroma filled with old memories rippled, carrying the memory during life there.

It's been a long time since she's been able to return home since she received the last phone call from Louis's mistress. Fear gripped every inch of Jean's skin, a terrible memory Jean didn't want to remember. An even more terrifying fear than the pain of receiving a knife prick from Enver's older brother.

“Why not enter?”, Enver holds the shoulder of Jean sculpting in the doorway of the mansion.

“I'm waiting for you”. Jean smiled at her husband.

“You want to eat brownies now?”, Enver asked as he walked through the dining room.

“Why suddenly brownies?”, Jean confused.

“You want to eat Brownies that many”. Enver pointed at a few boxes of ready brownies on the dining table.

Jean furrowed her brows puzzled, and tried to look at the contents of the box, the mouth-watering brownies. Jean then washed her hands and took a knife, then took a small piece of the Brownies and ate it.

“Hmmm, this is delicious. Can I cut it?”, Jean offered her husband.

“It. What is it?, why are so many brownies?, did anyone send?”, Jean gave a piece of brownies to her husband, asking with her mouth still chewing on the dark brown cake.

“Here's your request, you said that if you're cured, you want to eat a lot of brownies”. Enver says.

“Is it?”, Jean who didn't remember what she said six months ago, gave up trying to remember.

“I want to bathe”, Jean left Enver with ten boxes of new cakes in one box, and even then only a quarter of it ran out.

“Then what about all this?”, Enver asked the fate of brownies on the table.

“Later I ask siska to share these brownies with the employee at mansion”, Jean explained.

“What?, but I bought it for you”. Enver feels betrayed.

“You want me to eat it all?”, Jean asked. But Enver was silent.

“You want me to die of high blood sugar?, which is true”. Jean grumbled as she walked into her room.

“Not so, you can store it in the refrigerator, and eat it little by little”. Enver still insisted.

“Later I ask to leave one box”, Jean replied as she picked up a dry towel hanging beside the bathroom door.

“That's with dong!”, Enver follows Jean into the bathroom.

“Ih, not ah. It will be long. I want to rush to sleep, my body cape. We're just up.”, Jean complains while trying to push Enver outside.

“T won't be long, we'll just take a shower together.”. Enver forced his way in, while closing the bathroom door.

Day's eye rays peeked out from the gap of the curtains in Jean and Enver's room. Jean curled up behind Enver's arms may not have noticed the light, but Enver daydreamed at the dim light as he stroked Jean's short hair.

“You don't work?”, Jean asked.

“So, I decided to take two days off at the weekend from now”. Enver answered.

“Hehe, you're a slacker ya”, Jean mocked even though she couldn't cover her pleasure.

“I feel jealous of my employees who have holiday”, Enver kissed Jean's cheeks gently.

“Then what do you want on a holiday?”, Jean asked while looking into her husband's eyes.

“Hmmm, I don't know. What do you want to do today?”, Enver asked Jean.

“Let's take a walk in taman”, Jean who feels homesick to the park in the Valera mansion, expresses her wish.

“OK alright”. Enver agrees.

Jean eagerly got up from the bed, butu her body fell back into the bed suddenly. Jean felt Enver's hand growling over her body, explaining her husband's wishes.

“Say let's take a walk”, Jean complains while trying to distance herself from Enver.

“The walks in the park are best in the afternoon”, Enver overlaps Jean with a smile.

“Hey that's right!, I want breakfast!”, Jean keeps refusing.

“Come on, one time before breakfast, okay”, Enver kiss Jean's Neck.

“Enver..”, Jean spoke doubtfully.

But Jean did not make a sound for a while, making Enver look at Jean right in Jean's eyes.

“Why?”, Enver asked as he stroked some of Jean's short hair.

“No, it's just.., I'm hungry”. Jean replied while taking her eyes off Enver.

Enver woke up from his sleep, and then extended his hand towards Jean.

“Ayo”, Enver speaks asking Jean to welcome his hand.

The two of them went to the dining room, enjoyed the food that was already available, then took a walk in the park, in silence.

Jean felt bad for Enver, but even wanted to apologize Enver was seen still smiling at him while holding Eeat's hand.

“Are you tired?”, Enver asked when Jean suddenly sat on one of the park benches they passed.

“Only...., want to just sit”. Jean answered while releasing her hand that hung in Enver's grasp.

“Ukkhhh, it feels like I want every day to laze like this”. Enver curled up, laying his head on Jean's lap, with his legs dangling because his stool was not as long as Enver's body.

Jean looked at her husband who was staring into Jean's face.

“If you see me from there, you might see my nostrils”, Jean smiled.

Enver extended his hand to the lips of the smiling Jean, and rubbed it gently.

“Why are you smiling?”, Enver asked slowly.

“Just want”, Jean answers by then and then kisses Enver's hand.

“Are you hurt?”, Enver asked.

“Not”, Jean answered somewhat confused by Enver's question.

Enver tilted her body and hugged Jean's stomach.

“You always asked me to open, I hope you will open with me”, Enver buried his face in Jean's stomach.

Jean smiled as she stroked Enver's hair.

“I love you so much”, Jean whispered while still smiling.

But Enver just fell silent without a sound, Enver's ears look reddened.

“I'm really tired, and also scared. And thinking about how you suffer alone, makes those bad feelings multiply several times the”. Enver tightened his hold.

Jean looked at the face of Enver hiding in his stomach. Jean wonders, does she look like she's covering something up?, was it because of Jean's rejection of Enver this morning?.

Jean fidgets at the thought that Enver might overdo his guard, if Enver finds out that Jean is still often frightened and agitated. Because of Louis's family's treatment during his time in brackets.

And most tormenting, was Jean's dream of every sleep, while in the torture chamber. And realized her huge belly, which Jean hugged every day in the torture chamber, was gone when Jean opened her eyes in the hospital.

Jean was flabbergasted when she saw a drop of tears, involuntarily already dripping in Enver's ear. Jean rubbed it slowly, hoping her husband didn't notice.

“Enver, I hope you reduce your love for me”, Jean suddenly said.

“I can't”, Enver replied.

“Then, love yourself more, to the point that you love yourself more, than you love me”, Jean said.

Enver looked at Jean's face.

“What can such a thing be done on purpose?”, Enver asked.

“Jean, I can't measure my feelings, it's out of my control”. Enver sat down and hugged Jean whose eyes were reddened.

“Do I hurt you?, forgive me”. Enver spoke while patting Jean on the back.

“If you didn't love me, maybe our son wouldn't die. If only your taste of love was not this big, it was possible that our son would choose to survive, rather than save me”, Jean sobbed in tears suddenly.

“What do you mean?, all that has nothing to do”, Enver tried to calm Jean down.