Yufa

I'm pregnant. I can't take off my eyes on the pregnancy test that screams positive. The two lines stood proudly waving at me and I cannot contain the happiness I felt just by the thought of having a babe inside me. Growing. Thriving.

There's life inside me. God  blessed me with the greatest gift every woman should receive. The gift of life.

Tears start streaming down my face as I think about another chapter of my life is finally closing, giving way to another with a promising start. I'm going to have a baby. Nathan and I is going to have a little family. Just like Arriane.

All the sickness I felt seemed to dissipate. I'm filled with joy, I'm about to become a mother!

I asked Martha and Arriane to keep my pregnancy a secret to Nathan. I wanted to smoothe out relationship first before I deliver the news to him. Honestly, I felt nervous about it because I really don't know how to fix us. But I believe that somehow, there is a soft spot inside Nathan's heart that will open up once he is informed about this. It will be his baby, after all. His flesh and blood.

After I visited the clinic the next day, I found myself staring at the infant's wardrobe through the glass window. The tiny dresses was too cute and adorable. It's color varied from pink to blue and green, fitting for a newborn baby. It's a shame I didn't know the gender of my baby, otherwise I'd be raiding every infant's section Madrid has, looking for the best infants things. Looking at those colors, the dresses seemed to be waving at me, urging me to come inside. Later, I found myself running my fingers through the soft fabrics that felt so good under my touch. I wondered aimlessly inside the shop, going over one shelf to another getting lost with the different dresses that draws my attention. I even found myself occasionally smelling the dresses, even if the dress always smelled like the mall itself. But to me, I smell the sweet, addictive smell of a baby through the fabrics.

I found myself enjoying this much. I spotted women shopping for their babies. Some carried their babies with them on strollers and I cannot help but wonder how does it feel going on your baby's first shopping. It must be awesome since the joy of these moms is written all over their faces. Unconsciously, I began rubbing my belly as I continued to observe them going about their days.

I cannot help but feel the overwhelming joy swelling inside me. I'm about to become a mother soon, I will be doing this too. Not just shopping, but I will soon be devoting all my time to my baby. I will be taking care of him from this moment on. I will be waking up with him on my mind until I sleep. Even from the moment Arriane suspected I was pregnant, I already love him more than anything else on earth and I'm will to do everything for him.

This is not about any of us now, Nathan and I, but it's about our child. I won't let any harm come to my child, nor to my family that I tried so hard to build. I will see to it that he will have a family that loves and supports him, and that he will be coming home into a complete family. Other than anything else, that is the greatest gift that I could ever give as a parent to him. That means Nathan and I have to do everything in our power to secure his well being. And if that means cutting Nathan's outside relationships, I will gladly take my role as his wife, into the next level and let the whole world know that what is mine is mine. I know that sounds selfish, but I don't really care. As long as my child will have family, I will take every criticisms without batting an eye.

After what felt like hours, I forced myself out of the shop and continued with other matters, which includes dropping by the groceries. I've been craving for a certain chocolate and I wanted to buy it personally. Usually, it was Martha who buys all the foods that I wanted to eat since I felt uncomfortable shopping by myself. Spain is still a foreign land, it's far from home. I'm always concious about what others would say about me. I don't take racism very well. Wherever you go, there is racism, even within your own place. We might not recognize it but we have our own different ways of racism. But now, I don't care about that anymore. What matters most is my child, and my child alone.

Pregnancy really is weird. I really like spicy foods. I can't live without having some spicy foods or spicy side dishes. Now that I'm with a child, a single sight of chilli makes me sick, which, Martha was thankful. She hates spicy food. I don't have sweet tooth, but it seems like my baby has one and his urges are way too powerful. So, here I am, looking for chocolates whose packages catches my eyes. Of course, I grabbed some M&M's, Hershey's, and some chocolates which are alien to me. I also grabbed some chocolate icecream on my way out.

Happy and contented with my purchase, I stroll around the mall, filling my eyes with cute and adorable things. They say, pregnant women should always train their sights on beautiful, cute, adorable things so their babies, in return, would be adorable too. I almost roll my eyes at that pregnancy myths I heard after our wedding, but now, it seemed like I love those things too. But, I don't have to worry about the appearance of my baby. Because no matter what does he look like, I will love him still. Parents are made to accept their child's flaws and strength without much say abouy it. Besides, Nathan is a handsome man, I'm sure my baby would certainly look like him. I giggled at that thought. Will my child have his eye color or mine?

As I pass by from window to window, I happened to stumble upon a small jewelry shop which is not familiar to me. I look up and saw the sign that says 'Lux Jewels'. It was written elegantly, almost beckoning me to come inside. I never heard about it before but jidginh from the outside, it's a good place for shiny things. The shop had a glass window and I could clearly see the sparkles of jewelries being caged inside a glass.

Without any second thoughts, I made my way inside and the first thing that caught my attention was a necklace made of white gold among all other glittering things inside. It has the simpliest design among others. It glitters less and for me it was perfect.

"I see. White gold will suit you just fine, my lady."

I almost drop all the things I was carrying, too surprised that someone spoke by my side in a thick french lilt. I knew this voice so much.

"Rucio?"

He flashed me his ever charming smile. He looked dashing in his red polo, folded up just below his elbows and I do admit, he is one gorgeous man in this broad daylight. I never got the chance to see him clearly at the event since it was dim and too impossible to study his features. His stubble had grown a bit which was clean shaven back at the event weeks ago. Back when I was 'drugged'.

"I'm so glad to see you. How are you by the way?"

"I'm fine, Rucio. And you?"

"Fine, my lady. I'm fine." He chanted.

We continued exchanging pleasantries for the mean time. It was good to see Rucio in an unexpected time, but I cannot help but feel uneasy around him. He was a fine man and had a great sense of humor, I cannot help but wonder why am I feeling uneasy. I tried my best to hide that feeling by smiling and tried engaging with his pleasantries. Just like before.

"How about lunch?" He asked me, his eyes hoping.

"Uh, I'm afraid I will decline, Rucio." Instantly regretting my decision for I saw the hurt in his eyes.

"Please, my lady. One lunch won't hurt right? Besides, I still felt guilty about what happened at the event the other week. I felt responsible." He sounds sincere.

He was right though. One lunch won't hurt. I haven't also properly thank him for what he did. He found me first and he helped on identifying the waiter who served our drinks. I can use this opportunity to my advantage to thank him.

"Okay. Okay. I think I awe you one. It's a lunch then." At that, a smile broke on his face.

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A/n

I'll be breaking this part into two separate chapter. I don't like very long chapters. 😂😂

---Maiah. ❤