Chapter 22

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Beam is breathing fast. Cold sweat rolled down his forehead and neck. He turned his head and his eyes fixed on the figure next to him, sleeping peacefully. His soft purr was like a soothing rhythm to Beam's ears.

Forth's face is very handsome, with firm lines along his cheeks and a strong jaw, a perfectly sharp nose, thick eyebrows and lips curved like a bow, on a warm brown skin.

Forth has a fragrance like cinnamon and cloves, even without him wearing perfume.

His body was perfectly formed. Every curve and twist of his muscles exudes strength and promises warmth.

Beam sighed and put his head on Forth's chest which was beating softly. He feel peace.

Forth moved, when he felt something warm hit his chest. He opened his eyes and saw Beam curled up beside him with head resting on his chest.

Forth felt Beam's lashes twitching. Beam does not sleep. Forth's hand moved to stroke Beam's hair which was smooth like silk.

"Baby, why aren't you sleeping? What are you thinking?" asked Forth softly.

Beam's slender body curved perfectly in his arms. Like a puzzle, their bodies stick together harmoniously, as if they were created to fill each other in any gaps.

Beam looked up and his eyes met Forth's eyes who were staring at him. Beam shifted and sat back against the head of the bed. Forth followed his movements. Forth's hand slipped behind Beam's body, hugged  Beam's body with his body from behind. Beam leaned his head on Forth's chest.

"I dreamed about you," Beam said with a sigh. "It's a beautiful dream."

"Why do you look sad?" asked Forth confused. He kissed Beam's ear. "You don't like dreaming of me?"

Forth's kiss on his ear gave Beam goosebumps. He sighed. "No. I just want the dream not to end."

"Hey, you have me here. You don't have to dream and feel sad that it's over. I'm here for you. Always."

Beam looked up and kissed Forth's chin. Sadness and fear ran through his heart. His dreams are very beautiful, for him. However, he doubted, Forth would feel happy to know what he was dreaming of. Forth will probably hate him. Beam didn't want that to happen. His dreams for the past two days are making Beam nervous.

Beam's dreams stirred his consciousness, it turns out that he has contributed to Forth's problems lately and his involvement is also not only because of his relationship with Stefan.

Beam pondered a lot during these two days, after the incident that night, when Forth asked Beam to marry him after all the problems were resolved.

What he dreamed of, if indeed it was the form of what he had done before meeting Forth, was something that might make Forth dislike or even hate him. Beam restless.

"You must be too tired playing with the twins," said Forth, tightening his hug. He kissed Beam's neck lightly. "You look like you really like them. Do you also want to have children?"

"Umm ... is that possible?"

"Why not? You see Kit and Ming. The twins were obtained from IVF using their sperm and using a surrogate mother, right? They both look very much like Kit and Ming."

"What about the mother who is carrying the baby? Will she not lose the baby she has been carrying for nine months? What if she suddenly wants the baby for herself?"

"Usually, a woman is willing to become a surrogate mother of her own accord. For that there are many conditions that must be fulfilled and it is certain that everything is confidential. The woman and the people who use her services do not know each  other's identities. They are bound by a secret agreement that is secretive, very strong and official, with legal consequences in case of violation by one of the parties. All the needs of the woman and the baby she is carrying are met by the person who uses her services, then after the baby is born, the woman will receive a number of rewards that have been agreed upon, and all will end according to the agreement. "

Beam didn't answer. He drowned himself in the warmth of Forth's body.

Forth felt a warm breath Beam against his skin. He smiled, when he heard Beam's subtle snoring not long after. Beam must be tired.

The twins Kit and Ming are very active and littered. They played all day long and Beam seemed to really enjoy their company, although sometimes Forth caught Beam daydreaming and staring blankly ahead.

Forth knows, something is bothering Beam's mind. Could it be because of his request to get married that night? Didn't Beam believe it yet?

Kit and Phana have told Forth that since childhood, Beam has had a crisis of trust because he has been neglected several times. It has also taken Kit and Phana years to earn Beam's trust.

Forth looked at the clock on the nightstand. It's almost five in the morning. Forth lay down Beam carefully and covered him. He walked out of the room slowly and sat on the front porch.

His cell phone vibrated. Message from Phana.

[Professor Razak is willing to help Beam. We're leaving by plane the earliest tomorrow. Can you prepare Beam? I was a little worried seeing his state last time.]

Forth replied to the message quickly.

[Don't worry, Pha, Beam is fine. He played with the kids Kit and Ming. We will be waiting for your arrival.]

Forth just put down his phone when it vibrated again. Call from Tul.

"Hello, Tul? What's wrong? You don't usually call this early, unless there is something very important," asked Forth, surprised.

"Forth, is Beam near you at this time?" asked Tul straightly.

"No. He's still sleeping in the room. I'm on the terrace. I was just about to check the production report that Lam sent last night, before making breakfast. What's wrong, Tul?"

"Good. I'll send you some photos. Take a good look at the photos. I'll call you back later in the afternoon. Don't let Beam see the photos and keep this a secret from anyone. I don't want what I found to make a scene before we know the truth. "

Forth stared at his dark cellphone screen after Tul disconnected. Not long after that, photos of Tul's shipment arrived. There are eight photos.

Forth looked at the photos questioningly.

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