Give Me A Second Chance

Finally, after days and days of hard work, our senior year exams are over. We are free from what we call hellhole. I am so excited to see him again and tell him the news that would change our lives forever.

We had absolutely no plans for the future, not yet at least. All this time our main focus was only on our upcoming exams, which thankfully ended. But in the end, things turned against our wish and God blessed us with a baby and now just a little bit of patience and then a little bundle of joy will be joining with our little family.

I am seven weeks pregnant with a healthy baby. At first, I thought that I had some viral disease. Don't blame me! The dizziness and nausea made me think that way up until yesterday.

Me carrying his child inside my womb made my heart jolt with happiness. I wanted to scream at the top of my lungs saying 'I am officially going to be his. We are going to welcome our new little family member!!!' Unfortunately, I was in the college campus and I didn't want to scare away the students.

How will he react?

Seriously, I wanted to see his face. I wanted to see his expression. I wanted to laugh at him when he stands with mouth wide open, unable to believe if what he just heard was true or his ears are betraying his imagination.

Maybe I would shoot a video and keep it as a memory to reminisce in the future. Or maybe I would show his reaction to my little baby when he or she grows up

And if he still stands like a statue, I will pinch his cheek saying 'Yes, it is true. We're gonna have a family of our own' I wanted to enjoy all the moments: when he comes closer and embraces me in his arms tightly and will say he is extremely delighted to have this baby!!!

What will he do once he came out of his spell kingdom?

Definitely, he would caress his fingers against my cheeks as he wipes my tears with his thumb and gives me an assuring smile saying 'Everything will be alright and I'll be here for you no matter what happens'

"What if he will not be happy with the news?" My conscience asked me again. I had this question running through my mind since yesterday.

'Nope.' He was on cloud nine when Rachel, his sister, revealed her pregnancy. He discussed about how he is going to take care of the baby and how he is going to spoil him.

Rachel told us yesterday after confirming the gender from the doctor that it's gonna be a boy for her.

"Don't worry sweetheart, Dad will take care of you" I said to my little peanut while rubbing my stomach lovingly. I became so attached to this baby over a night. The baby was made out of our love.

Even though I was drowning in the sea of my deep thoughts, I didn't miss watching my man walking towards the parking area whilst whistling and spinning the car keys around his forefinger. No doubt, he will make the sexiest dad ever. I grinned and adored the beauty of my husband.

He looked dashing, clad in his white T-Shirt and black Jeans. His hair was a mess as he had raked his hands through it multiple times. His face was shining with armor and he had a faint smile on his lips. He was probably thinking of me.

He expected me to be there in the parking area, just like any other day. Oops! I'm late. "Kayish!!" I called his name but it didn't reach his ears.

I started to run like a penguin towards the parking area after him, I couldn't feel my legs. To be honest I was so sore that I couldn't even walk. I stood in front of him panting heavily, It took me a fine second to calm down.

The moment he saw me, he gave me a huge grin and hugged me.

"How was your exam?" He inquired.

"It was good. Yours?" I panted hardly.

"As usual." He shrugged his shoulder. I smiled at him. He was the topper of our college. These exams were a child's play for him.

"What the matter, Riya?" He asked once he noticed me playing with my wedding ring. It was a habit of mine to fiddle with my fingers whenever I get nervous.

"Kayish, I--I wanted to tell you something," I told him still fiddling nervously with my wedding ring. He raised my chin with his hand and I leaned on his touch.

"Riya, I wanted to tell you something too" He said making me furrow my brows. What is he going to tell me?

"Let's break up." He blurted out.

"What?" I looked at him with my jaw dropped on the floor. Unable to control myself, I busted into laughter.

"Kayish, I am here to telling you a piece of good news but you are joking around." I playfully hit his shoulder. Breaking up is not in our dictionary and he never uses these words even for a prank.

Instead of flashing me a smile, he folded his hand against his chest and raised his eyebrows. "What does it look like? Why do you think that this is some kind of a joke, Miss. Kader?" He wiggled his eyebrows.