
The morning Angel who was feeling nauseous forced her to wake up from a deep sleep in the warm embrace of her husband. Such a powerful hand flinging the still-circular arm on her stomach shocked the husband's dream with such an open chest. Angel's steps so quickly to the bathroom followed by Brandon and his concern to see Angel's condition like that. In the bathroom he kept trying to get all the contents of the stomach but nothing came out. The burly hands of the husband who is still massaging the smooth nape of the girl with the kimono wrapped in a pair of heartless eyes.
After a long time Angel struggling with nausea, the, the girl who let out tears so tormented with nausea was still standing in front of the cubafer to wash her mouth and smile at the man so worriedly still faithfully standing beside his synthetic body. Brandon raised his wife's body to place it on the bed and made her a glass of warm water that He cooked through a white electric kettle that was on the table not far from the bed.
" Is it still sick? " ask Brandon holding his wife's stomach with a bitter look that was returned with a head-band and a sweet smile by the wife who had been leaning on the bed with a pile of pillows on her back.
" Are you like this often? how-how long? " add the man sitting next to the limp body with a face so worried.
" Just every morning and while smelling a certain scent of I'm pregnant "said Angel put a palm on the side of her husband's face.
" I'm sorry I got you pregnant early. I've never thought about this before, I should have used the safeguards from the start We did it " Brandon said looking down with regret.
" Are you sorry we have a child now? " ask Angel in a soft tone lifting her husband's face while holding both sides of the face that shows the guilt.
" No, I'm happy to have a child. But I don't want to see you tormented like this " explains Brandon staring bitterly into his wife's eyes.
" Most importantly you are happy with this child, it is enough "said Angel hugged her husband.
" Thank you, Angel, I will take care of and make you happy" Brandon said, promising himself that he would never hurt his wife or child again.
" Have a rest, I'll order breakfast for Us" added Brandon raised the phone handle beside the bed.
" I'm going to take a quick shower" added Brandon, after hanging up the phone, and then wrapped his wife's body and left.
Although she had to be tormented with nausea every day, the girl who had begun to accept her life's destiny did not mind it as long as she was able to make her husband feel happy with the child she was carrying. Education that will certainly be hampered along with the growing stomach, now he is not thinking anymore because He can still repeat his school.
Brandon who still can't afford to give up alcohol always steals the opportunity to enjoy it in the bathroom, even when his wife was asleep last night he still settles down to ask his bodyguard to bring a bottle of wine to the room and enjoy himself by the pool.
" Are you not finished? I want to use the toilet " cried Angel from behind the locked bathroom door from inside.
" Yes, briefly "said the man who quickly kept his portable drinking bottle inside a small cupboard under the sink.
Shortly after storing the drinking bottle and gargling, Brandon opens the door for Angel, who has been holding back from urinating because her husband, who has not been out for more than 30 minutes, is locked in the bathroom. Nose that is too sensitive to the smell of alcohol again makes Angel nauseous because there is still the smell of alcohol in the bathroom.
" What's the nausea again? " ask Brandon slightly away from his wife because he does not want to smell the smell of alcohol that may still be attached to his breath.
Angel did not believe her husband's words and chose to find out for herself by pretending to be spoiled to the man sitting at the end of the bath. As much as possible Brandon was silent and avoided Angel who continued to stick to his body.
" You lied "excited Angel and passed away leaving the husband who was quickly chasing her out of the bathroom.
" Angel sorry, I just drank a little. I couldn't stop it all needed processing and I've been trying "obviously Brandon pulled his wife's hand.
" Why don't you understand me? I'm afraid of losing you, I don't want this kid not to have a Dad! I hate you like this "said Angel while yelling a little while shedding tears.
" I'm sorry, please don't tell me you hate me. I get sick every time I hear that from you" said Brandon clutching the body of the wife who continued to unravel the tears.
" Continue, I'll go so as not to bother you "excited Angel broke away from her husband and turned to sitting by the pool to breathe fresh air there.
The sound of a knock on the door from Viena as well as the resort waiter who was carrying food paused Brandon's steps to chase after his wife. He asked the two of them to put breakfast near the pool because his wife was there. After putting it all down, Viena went back out with the first floater She had tasted food for the Master and Lady on Pieter's orders.
" Eat, after this we will go on the road "excited Brandon approached Angel near the pool.
" Yes "short Angel without looking at her husband who took off the kimono next to Angel's body to swim so that his wife is no longer sad with the thought of him drinking in the bathroom.
" Why are you wearing that? " ask Angel surprised with her husband who only wears underwear.
" I want to swim "short Brandon put the kimono on the chair.
" Wear shorts there "pinta Angel lirih develop her husband's smile.
" why? You want? " goda Brandon approached deliberately standing right in front of the wife who was rounding her eyes looking towards the bottom of her husband right in front of her face.
The husband who was holding back the laughter slowly and deliberately grabbed Angel's hand and he put it on top of hers.
" Crazy fool "excited Angel pulled a strong hand from the husband who was still standing in front of her with a chuckle.
Brandon enters the pond with tefap developing a smile leaving Angel who enjoys eating with a sigh while grumbling.