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Give Births

Anton let out a sharp breath repeatedly. At his side a woman was sitting in silence. His eyes were swollen from crying and his face looked pale.

There was no conversation between them, but the silence long ago fed the woman up.

“What are you here for? Out!” the woman shouted as soon as the man just remained unmoved on the edge of the bed with his legs that he folded until dangling down.

“Out, Anton!” furious Monica again with eyes glistening furiously. “What are you doing here?”

Anton sighed softly. His eyes closed before his mouth said softly.

“As you want. I will do my duty and ask for my right,” said the man trying to calm down.

“What did you do that for?”

“For you no longer seek pleasure outside. And I will fulfill my duty as a husband.”

Monica smiled wryly, “I don't need that from you, Anton. Out!”

“If you don't need me? Why are you crying? I don't want to see any more tears flowing from here,” Anton said as he gently touched the bottom of Monica's eyes.

Monica reflexes over that hand.

With anger he also rose. He immediately pulled Anton's hand with all his might to make the man stand up forcefully.

“Keep out I said! I'm sick of seeing you!” ketus Monica drags Anton to leave. But Anton, who has a body larger than Monica, easily let go of the woman's tiny hand checks.

“Didn't you ask for it, Monica? I just fulfill your request.”

Monica closed her eyes, her chest suddenly feeling tight. There is a stabbing pain right in the heart.

“Whatever you say. Get out of my room. I don't want to deal with you anymore!"

With all her might the woman pulled back and dragged Anton out, but his steps came to a halt when the man abruptly blocked his wrist.

“Wait a minute,” said Anton by reflex holding Monica's wrist.

The woman stares in the direction of the sturdy hand that grips firmly on her wrist.

And when the man realized Monica's point of view, he immediately let go of the check.

“Sorry.”

“Out!”

“No. Before I got my rights as your husband, Monica,” that low, sensual voice always made Monica close her eyes and think of things she normally couldn't imagine. Makes the woman pause for a moment with a racing heart.

“Why silence? Didn't you ask for it?” this time Anton held back his hand, pulling him closer. The masculine scent smelled of gelora that he should be able to withstand strong.

Monica tried to keep her consciousness intact. Maintaining his remaining pride.

“I changed my mind,” Monica slightly jerked her hand, but Anton's grip was too strong for her to break.

“Oh... and you'd rather spend your time with those jerks out there, than with your own husband? Turns out you haven't changed at all, Monica. You still are..”

“Enough!” yell Monica hard. How hard it denies it feels free.

“Alright! Do whatever you want! After that don't ever bother me again!"

Anton knitted his two eyebrows. His eyes stared intently at the woman in front of him. The man suddenly let go of his grasp without speaking.

Monica screamed in her heart.

The fear and nervousness mixed into one in the heart of the woman now.

He wondered why Anton had suddenly asked for his right after so long. Was it because he was so emotional that he provoked the man's anger when he admitted what he had never done?

Monica could have rejected Anton's request because it would have hurt both of their feelings.

But believe me, he still felt afraid of God's law. After all, the man is still her husband.

Monica's bristles bristled.

It's only the first time Monica has felt such a frightening pressure rather than wild thoughts dominating.

Blame her pregnancy hormones that made her always want to feel the man's touch. But now, when the man touched her, instead of feeling happy. Monica felt her whole body tremble.

He stared at Anton with a glare.

Monica probably wanted the man's thin lips to go over his body.

But not now. And not in this way.

Unknowingly the droplets of tears fell down her cheeks.

He was so hurt that he could not explain it in words.

“Why are you crying?”

“No,” Monica tried hard to answer Anton's question calmly.

“Can you never accept me?”

Anton took his breath slowly. His black hair slightly waved as he raised his head before dipping back his gaze towards Monica.

“I know you never loved me. Our marriage is only because I forced it. I want to give a complete family to our son. But it turns out I hurt you. You're stuck in a marriage you don't want. That's why I never dared to touch you. Because I'm a normal guy, Monica. I will not stand alone with a woman like you,” Anton says everything is almost expressionless. The man tried hard not to show the heat that had been centered on his chest.

Anton slightly lowered his body and whispered in Monica's ear.

“Are the men out there better than me, Monica?”

Monica's eyes are back on heat. Both of his hands were clenched back.

“Why can you never accept me? Is that too hard?”

Monica's eyes are rounded.

Anton grabbed his body. So close. Until the man's perfume was on his nose.

His sturdy fingers stroked his chin and lifted him up slightly.

That incredibly handsome face was approaching. Close enough. until hazel eyes shade it can make the stomach Monica immediately cramp.

“You want it, don't you?” monica said with a trembling body. “Live start only. No need to talk much."

“Are used to jobs like this?” Anton chuckled as he stroked softly Monica's cheeks which felt smooth in his hands.

“Terlarah. Whatever you want to say. I don't give a shit. Get it done and get out of here!”

Anton's smile evaporated instantly. The handsome face was now looking at Monica with a cold and sharp look. The man then pulled Monica's waist tighter until their bodies stuck together without distance.

“How many men have you served, Monica?” whispered the man still leaning his body. And when Monica turned around, her lips and the man's lips almost touched.

“Not your business!”

“Are you so lonely that you need the warmth of those jerks out there, huh?”

“It's none of your business either!”

“Then what is my business?” anton continued by staring at the two Monica beads who were also staring at him. There was nothing but emotion on the handsome man's face at the moment.

“My business and your business are only limited to the baby in my stomach. And after he was born, don't ever bother me again. Just like me who will never bother you!”

“Why don't you ever change?” the question Monica never expected just slid from Anton's mouth. Monica immediately distanced her body from the man.

“I will never change!”

"You!"

Monica opened her black dress quickly, she took off the evening dress to leave her underwear alone.

The beautiful body of Monica with her bulging stomach would have been exposed at this time.

And Anton, who saw what Monica did, pulled the woman's wrist and grabbed her.

Monica again could only clench her hands tightly.

He hates this.

Monica scared. If he falls back and can't get up again.

She is afraid to fall in love with a man whose heart no longer belongs to her.

For God's sake, he wanted to shout right now in front of Anton. But Monica could not say a single word and only mutely with a stiff body.

Not long after, Anton stretched his arms and looked at Monica.

“I'll never force you, Monica. I'll wait, until we're both ready with all this.”

Monica ventured to look up, “Do it now. Or go!”

“I hope you have no regrets,” Anton did not change his expression at all. He wanted to know what was on Monica's mind right now.

As Anton lowered his head and kissed his cheeks slowly, Monica closed her eyes while her breath raced. An amused sensation spreads from the cheeks to the rest of the body.

“Rileks Monica,” whispered Anton who then clasped Monica's fist. The man slowly brought his face closer and kissed Monica's soft red lips on her lips.

After being satisfied with Monica's lips, Anton lowered his kiss to the neck of his wife's level. Monica tried to clench her lips so as not to sigh, especially when Anton gently sucked the skin of her neck to leave a trace of redness that contrasted sharply with her white skin.

The man then carried Monica into the bed. Stripping one by one his clothes until only leaving his underwear. Monica threw away her face when she saw the beautiful body in person for the second time.

“Tonight, you’re mine. And always be like that,” murmured Anton gently and Monica was only silent with a drop of tears flowing up to her temple.

Okay, Moon. Calm. Think of it as a one night stand. And tomorrow is a different day. Maybe he'll come back to love you like he used to or leave you when this baby was born. Let time answer everything.

“Do not worry. I will do it slowly,” whispered Anton who then kissed both eyes Monica.

And Monica could only hold tightly onto the white sheet to channel all of its flavors. Until finally the intense pain hit his stomach.

“Arrg...,” Monica screams when feeling that pain for the first time.

“Monica? What's wrong with you?” Anton looked at Monica's pale face with worry.

“Sakiit!” Monica grimaced with the pain that afflicted her in droves. His stomach felt cramping as if he was ready to explode in a matter of seconds. Then the pain subsided a little but came back to hit him very quickly.

“Sakiit!”

Anton responsiveness. Monica is having contractions.

And before her contract became more frequent, she immediately took Monica to the hospital.

The sweat soaked Monica's entire body. His increasingly pale face endured the pain of the contractions that came and went abruptly.

As the pain hit her more and more often, Monica was like out of breath. All of his energy seemed to be dissipated used to endure the pain. Until finally Monica felt the insufferable pain hit her stomach every ten minutes.

"Argh...sick...!"

“Tenace. The doctor will do his best for you!” anton tried to stay calm even though his face looked tense. His grip tightened as he desperately held back the pain in his heart when he heard Monica scream in pain.

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To be trusted is a greater compliment than being loved.”

(Trusted is a greater compliment than loved)

Is that true?

Think from Anton's side. He is also human, has a heart, and has a responsibility.

Thinking from Monica's side, how does it feel to be untrustworthy?

Dua2nya. 😭😭😭😭