
Getting pregnant?
Rico's heart feels invited to a running race. A union that occurs between the adam and eve does not rule out the possibility of producing a speck of life as the successor of the nation.
Ah, how is this?
For whatever sake Rico was not ready to be the father of the Purple Eggplant's son. I don't know what it'll be like if their dough is successful. Please, for the sake of neptune and magic shells, don't let that happen.
Because I don't get an answer. Finally, Baby said again. "Sorry, I'm just making sure. Frankly I'm phobic with a baby boy. I'm afraid my son's fate will be as awful as mine. I don't like to get pregnant. Maybe the concept is the same as you who can't love another woman other than Irene Red Velvet. The difference is I don't like babies and there's no desire to live out the nature of being a real woman."
Good Lord!
Rico speechless. His wandering mind began to imagine the no-no. And it made Bebi feel neglected until he had to pat the man's shoulder twice.
"Om husband, I'm not going to get pregnant, am I?"
Stopit! Bebi's question really made Rico's mind more messy.
Duh! True what Petasan Banting said, what if the seeds of the nation's successors managed to escape to the finish line? Moreover, they didn't use any security at all, did they?
"I don't want to get pregnant!"
Gluey!
He swallowed himself with great difficulty. Who allowed you to get pregnant with a rancid boy?
The word 'pregnant' kept ringing in Rico's mind. The man inhaled his breath many times before replying to the worry that was in Bebi's mind.
"Emmm. Just chill! What we did this afternoon is not the same as the bribe bomb activity that a real husband and wife did. It's just some kind of white blood cell-delivering activity. It won't get you pregnant!"
"What time?" Bebi's forehead frowned unconvinced. "What do white blood cells mean?"
Rico was stunned again. Obviously he was lying to Bebi and himself who were trying to believe that the activity would definitely not produce anything.
"Yes ... yes, sort of channeling white blood cells! Not a real baby seedling" he said half hesitantly.
"I don't understand! But the important thing is not to get pregnant. That's enough." The woman pulled the blanket. Much different from Rico, Bebi's expression looks relaxed and calm because he already believes in Rico's words.
He's muttering a little. "White blood cells yes, as long as you are not pregnant, you are not papa, I do not have a problem not a virgin, it is important not to have a small child in this stomach." Rubbing her stomach under the blanket.
"Eh .... By the way, you really can't love another woman other than Irene Red Velvet, Om? Your heart died like that? I'm actually a weird rata! There could be a numb person like you. You should be gay or at least impotent."
Indiscriminate word of mouth**a*nak that one!
Bebi's question managed to divert Rico's mind from the word pregnant that had filled the head since.
The man did not answer immediately. He lay back on the bed, put his hands under his head while staring at the ceiling of the room for a moment.
A few moments later he asked, "What do you think I am?"
"Weird," replied Bebi believing without any hesitation when saying it. "Looks mediocre, but it's actually stranger than me when it comes to couples' tastes. You love Korean artists to the fullest. Things you can't reach out to at any time!"
"So, do you believe in my words?"
Make Bebi look. Nodding innocently with a sharp gaze fixedly. "Of course, believe me, let alone say you've never been close to any woman during this time. Even until this old age you have no intention of loving another woman, right. What's his name if not faithful love that can't be reached?"
"Haha. You're a fucking asshole, tuh."
"But it's true, isn't it?"
There's no answer. Rico still looks like he's hiding something.
"No answer, Om?" ask Bebi again. Now the other hand moved shifting the roll over his head into the middle of them as a sleep barrier.
"You are also single! Why are you so busy dealing with my feelings?" ketus Rico diverted the conversation.
"Who is gay?" Bebi exclaimed not to accept.
"Actually I have a girlfriend on campus to know! There are even three. Because this afternoon you came claiming to be my husband, now my marriage rumors are spreading, and one of my girlfriends this afternoon is not gonna break up."With a casual Bebi told a story.
Without realizing it, Rico's eyeballs were already glaring sharply at him. He was surprised not to play with the narration of that one rancid boy.
"So you dare cheat on me, goddamn it?"
"Huh, cheating. Cheating what?"