Mr. Vazquez & Mrs. Vazquez
Fifty-five

There have been dozens of messages Viola sent to Ardo, but Ardo did not reply at all. Don't reply, just read it.

Don't Ardo not like hearing that I'm pregnant?

Don't Ardo not accept this child? And rumbles

Viola shook his head. There's no way Ardo's asking her to have an abortion. Akh shit! The word should not be spoken or thought of by Viola.

Viola stroked her dear stomach that had been slightly incarcerated.

"Darling, what will you call your mother?"

"Mother? Mother? The mama? Mommy's? Mom or ... Mommy?"

"It looks like mom, huh? It's better to hear it,"

"Darling, you miss me? How did Mother miss father? But, you miss us, don't you?"

Back Viola's tears dripped. Viola misses Ardo very much, although only one day in stay but miss Viola as in stay for years. Damn hormones! Viola hated this, he hated why he was so weak, he hated his current self.

Viola moved from the sofa to his room. It was dark and Viola fell asleep. Viola hoped that in the morning Ardo would be next to Viola and hugged her tightly, channeling the warmth she had not been able to for several days.

But hope remains hope. The next day Viola did not find Ardo next to him. Ardo is not coming home.

Viola felt her stomach churn. He ran to the sink and vomited his stomach.

Hoekkk ...

Hoekkk ...

Hoekkk ...

Only clear liquid came out of Viola's mouth like yesterday, the doctor said it was natural if the womb entered the first trimester. Age of content Viola new way 8 weeks. He washed his mouth and wiped it with a tissue and then stroked his stomach again.

"Such a cry mama," said Viola while smiling.

"We made breakfast. Mother laper,"

Viola then made breakfast for himself and also the baby in his stomach. This morning breakfast Viola made fried rice only. Viola made a lot of fried rice. His premonition says that Ardo will be home this morning.

And sure enough, when Viola coolly ate his fried rice Ardo appeared behind the apartment door with a shank. Ardo appears sleep deprived, visible from the eye bag Ardo who has been a bit blackish. Why not sleep?

Viola stopped his mouthful, then smiled at the man. "Ardo just got home? Let's have breakfast first. I made a lot of this," Viola asked

"I'm tired" said Ardo flatly and went into his room.

Viola once again shed tears. This pregnancy hormone really makes Viola so whiny. Do you know that Viola hates this hormone?

Inexhaustible, Viola brought a plate of fried rice along with a cup of white water for Ardo. Viola walked into the room and then placed the tray filled with food on the nightstand.

Viola searches for Ardo's whereabouts but Ardo is missing. Then Viola saw Ardo's office door open. Feeling Viola said Ardo must have been there.

And true! Ardo's there working on something. Viola shook his head then approached towards Ardo.

Ardo did not care about it he was still struggling with his laptop occasionally he massaged his temple. Viola felt sorry for her husband, she felt that talking about pregnancy was not the right time yesterday, but how else to blame this rash Viola.

"Ardo, you can eat first, finish it and then continue again" said Viola as gently as possible.

Ardo still did not answer, Viola took the initiative to feed Ardo. "I bribi—"

"Can you shut up?!" Jerky Ardo. "I'm dizzy Viola!" continued.

Viola was surprised then smiled smirkily. "You why the hell? Wrong am I worried about my own husband?" ask Viola. He wiped away those fucking tears that were out of nowhere. "Is work more important than your own health?" continued.

"Work is more important to me! I work desperately—"

"IF WORK IS MORE IMPORTANT WHAT ABOUT ME?! AM I NOT IMPORTANT TO YOU?!" Viola who was already annoyed with Ardo' was immediately venting his anger.

Ardo was silent at the screams of Viola.

"Get out" said Ardo flat.

Viola did not budge and it made Ardo even more furious.

"OUT!" snapped Ardo.

Viola was again surprised to hear Ardo's clasping. He passed but stopped again when he was at the door. "Eat breakfast on that table. At least fill your stomach first. And know ..."

"... Me and baby will always love you,"

***

In the afternoon Viola returned to the apartment, as usual the apartment was empty. Viola remembered that his dirty clothes piled up, he immediately went to the laundry.

Viola chose Ardo's work clothes because he would wash them by hand, fearing that Ardo's shirt would be damaged if machine washed.

As Viola was washing Ardo's last shirt he was struck with a lipstick stain on Ardo's shoulder, and that was the shirt he was wearing. Again Viola cried, he thought Ardo was cheating on him. He still patiently washed Ardo's clothes to dry them, Viola's eyes were swollen he wanted to think positive but still the tears kept flowing.

But, where Ardo may be cheating, Ardo people are really plate, he thought.

Maybe Viola will ask this later, but doesn't Viola sound like a possessive woman?

Tong

"Ah may be Ardo" he said, rushing to open the door.

"Rome home—" Viola was surprised not to play when not Ardo who came but a beautiful woman with a body posture like a top model.

***

(You ran away first, afraid of being hit by nitijen🏃🏃🏃)

(Ayoo blaspheme Ardo with kilos of chilies you😈😈😈🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍)