
POV Dimas's.
After I found out Sarah's been a traitor all along, I started to act annoying and indifferent. About the authenticity of the baby in the womb was already starting to doubt. Even though we touch almost every day, I'm not sure the fetus is mine. This kind of conjecture made me think, maybe the doctor we often met was one of Sarah's accomplices. Remembering Sarah once said, "I know one doctor. He used to be my friend."
And I assume the doctor faked the data on the baby's whereabouts, maybe about his age in the womb?
For that I asked a doctor of my faith to come in the middle of the night while Sarah slept.
The doctor injected a total anesthetic that left Sarah unable to move. Amniocentesis is done by taking a sample of amniotic fluid through a needle inserted into Sarah's stomach. This test can be done at 15 – 20 weeks gestation, although amniocentesis also has a risk of miscarriage.
After getting a sample of amniotic fluid, the doctor gave a drug that can restore Sarah's consciousness. After that the doctor came home.
A few hours later I went back to the room, Sarah was conscious, but she could not move or speak but her eyes were still, staring at me horror full of anger.
"I'm sorry I did this, but you've gone too far to blind me who's a woman who's really in love with me or just exploiting. I already know too, who's the guy you visit a lot, he's your ex-husband right?"
Sarah's eyes were round in surprise, maybe she couldn't believe I could move that fast.
"And well, since you've been visiting your ex-husband a lot, I'm sure you're pregnant with him too. Look at your belly," I touched that big belly like a balloon.
"Your stomach is as big as a 6-month-old pregnant woman. Whereas if I count we've only been married for 3 months. Did you guys take 3 months before asking me to marry you?
Or, did you and your husband never argue? Just want the money you've been chasing all this time. That right?"
For that I smiled annoyed at her look. "Because it doesn't answer, I'll sue for your divorce once the results come out. The result is that you're not a good girl!"
POV Mia's.
After getting a monthly remittance ration into an online seller, I first take money to shop for kitchen contents stock in a month.
With Audrey coming home from school, we went to the market. This time I brought the motorbike I bought from Dimas's gold card, aware that the location of the shophouse where I lived was quite far from all sides. To its beaches, markets, and other iconic places.
"Ma, I want this cake, can you?"
"May you love." I allowed Audrey to take away any object of her desire as long as it was within reasonable limits.
After busy shopping, Audrey did not ask to go home, my son wanted to stop for a moment to play around.
"Ma, I want to play the jump there."
I wrinkle my forehead, "Main jump? What'sthat?" many confused.
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