You're Not a Figurant
[POV Alex] Ch 8 - Chasing you

Diana had really come at an inopportune time. His presence is disturbing. I just want to be alone with Khansa. I want to hold it and not take it off again. But I can't do it because of his existence.

Diana started making small talk, I ignored her. I just focused on looking at Khansa. I was afraid that when I looked away for a moment, Khansa would disappear again.

"In, can you leave us first? I have something to talk to him about." I cut out Diana's words that I thought were unimportant. But it looks like it was used by Khansa to get away from me. The woman immediately got out of bed and stepped out of the room in a hurry. Khansa looks very uncomfortable with me. Maybe he's really fed up with me. Not wanting to lose the umpteenth time, I'm following Khansa. This time I really won't take it off.

Khansa sat in front of me. My gaze cannot escape from him. I want to swallow him whole, so he can't go anywhere anymore.

I watched him intensely. Dozens of questions ran through my head, but I couldn't connect them one by one. Those questions will end in that distended stomach.

Every time I see that stomach my feelings will warm up. My feelings are very happy. I want to feel like I'm prancing around. As if I wanted to say "Yes, I'm going to be a father!!" I really can't express my feelings. I'm just very, very happy. At least Khansa doesn't hate me that much. The proof is that she wants to carry my baby...

Ah, every time I think like that my body's fur is goosebumps. Now Khansa won't be able to leave me again. The boy will be our liaison. Seeing Khansa pregnant with my son made my eyes tear up. I have always imagined this in my dreams. Khansa and I married, loved each other, Khansa became the wife and mother of my children, and We aged together.

Right now the order is wrong. God gave Us a child once possible to unite Us. Maybe this is another way God did that we could be together. I will not waste this opportunity. Whatever I'm gonna do to make Khansa my whole life. Yeah, anything.

I was still staring at Khansa who was explaining the insurance product. There are some words that seem to say that she already has a husband. The feeling of anger and wanting to laugh overwhelmed me.

Do you think that pretending to have a husband makes me believe? No dear. I'm not that stupid. Look at that stomach of yours. That's my masterpiece of one hundred percent!! Maybe I'm stupid when it comes to feelings, but I'm not stupid when it comes to calculations. In one look I already knew that you were pregnant with my son. So don't make unreasonable excuses anymore. You've been in Yohan Alexander's life, and I never intended to let you out.

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The sound of the farewell Khansa roused me from the daydream. It's time. "I'll drive him." I said calmly. As I thought, Khansa looked uneasy and unsettled.

"Necessary. I-I can go home by myself." Khansa's voice sounded nervous and clear. But I don't care anymore. I won't give up this time. Moreover, there was already my investment in his stomach. I can't let him go anywhere.

Khansa remains determined to go home alone. Unwilling to argue, I decided to go to the room and replace my shorts with trousers. After changing my pants, I went back to the living room. My heart skipped a beat when I didn't see Khansa there.

"Where is he?!"

"He's gone Al. Khansa came home alone." replied Diana.

"Borrow the car."

"You wanna catch up with him?"

"Yes Di. Where's car? I borrow!" Hah, I'm getting impatient. I'm afraid I can't catch up with Khansa and the woman goes missing.

Not five minutes drive I've seen it. My chest suddenly ached looking at the look of that figure from behind. Skinny body with bulging belly, driving own motor. My mind floated. Is every day Khansa like this? With a distended stomach, driving a motorcycle to be an insurance agent door to door?

Just imagining it makes my chest tight. Thoughts running through my head. How did Khansa feel knowing she was pregnant? How was his life during these few months? Why does his figure look so pitiful in my eyes? Just like the figure I saw when I was in High School.

Where is a fund manager? Where is that confident figure? Why did he leave his job, friends and family? Why didn't she tell me about her pregnancy? Was it just to avoid me?

Khansa, I really don't understand my way of thinking. You used to hate me so much. But why when the reunion are you willing to make love to me? Why did you disappear after that? I really don't understand you.

I immediately pressed Khansa within safe limits while clawing her to stop. At first Khansa didn't heed my orders, she kept driving her bike. I was so worried something was going to happen to him that I drove my car ahead of him and cut off his path. Khansa immediately braked his motorbike. I used this opportunity to get out of the car and arrest Khansa.

"Follow Me."

"Leave it off. I don't want to come!!" Khansa looks rebellious. Not wanting to argue much, I immediately took the keys to the bike and threw them in the middle of the road. After that, I held the woman.

I feel so happy when I can hold it. I want to be in this position for a long time. Love and steal it with my love. Makes him love me too.

My fantasy is long. But there's something important I need to take care of first. That is, getting this woman to marry me.

I sat Khansa in the car. My mind turned back to the word marriage. I was going to marry Khansa, but why did this situation happen when my position was like this? Even if I married her (even though I knew Khansa would reject me), my parents would definitely not be able to attend.

And again, is it wise to do marriage when the family is in trouble? When the life of one of the families becomes a bet? Wisely?

But if I don't marry her soon, I'm afraid Khansa will run away from my life again. I can't let this happen. What am I supposed to do?

"I-this is bu-not yours... I-I'm married..." Khansa's voice severed the reverie. I glanced at my beloved. The woman was hugging her distended stomach. I wanted to feel like I was hugging and kissing her belly, saying say hello to my baby. Introducing himself as his father. But I resisted that desire. I don't want Khansa to be frightened by my overly frontal actions.

"Let the test result answer it" I said calmly. I'm sure Khansa will speak the truth before the test is done. This way is just my wits to make him confess. Once Khansa confesses, I'll make her mine.

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NB: Sorry yaaa... I am sad to see your comments waiting for AlKhans update 🥺. Sorry, we just updated skrg, yesterday constrained EOM (End of Month), so the night came home really. Sorry for writing less than the maximum. Thank you very much everything 🤧