*5 weeks later
Me and Deshawn was packing up for our trip to The Carribean. I wasn't looking pregnant, but definitely felt it.
"Well Mrs. Omar, what's first?" I said aloud.
"Well you can give daddy a kiss?" Deshawn said.
I laughed. "Daddy? Since when?" I asked.
"Don't play with me. I'll take your bags to the car." He said.
"No, I can carry it." I said.
"Uh uh, I got it." He said.
I may be pregnant but I ain't handicap. Deshawn ignore the comment and grabbed my bags.
As he left his phone began to rang.
"Hello. Is this Mr. Deshawn Omar?" The caller said.
"He's stepped out for a minute. Could I help you with anything?" I said.
"This must be the miss? Congratulations on your marriage. And you may help us. We're going to need your husband to come in October. Four months from now." They said.
"May I ask who's calling?" I asked.
"U.S military." They answered.
Deshawn didn't tell me anything about the military. What is he trying to do? He told me he'll never leave. Tears built up.
"Alright I'll tell him." I answered.
"Okay. Thank you. Have a nice day." They said.
I hung up. Why would he keep something like this from me?
I laid his phone back down. Moments later he returned. He kissed my cheek. I turned and walked to the car and ignored him the whole ride to the airport.
I decided to text Destiny.
Me: Bruh, I got shit I wanna tell you.
Deezy: Good morning to you too.
Me: Oh yeah, Good morning. (Laughs)
Deezy: Whaat's up thouu fat ass?
Me: I was sitting in the room and Deshawn phone had went off. So I answered it.
Deezy: Why are you answering this dude phone?
Me: What's mines is he's and what's he's is.
Deezy: Who was it and what they say?
Me:U.S military. He gets deported in October.
Deshawn reached over and snatched my phone out of my hand.
"Why the fuck are you ignoring me? What did I do to you?" He asked.
I sat and said said nothing.
"You're seriously going to do this. You can sit there and text your friends, but can't fucking talk to me." He snapped.
"I have don't got shit to say to you. Now give me my phone!" I yelled.
He tucked my phone away in his pocket.
"You wanna talk. Alright fine. I answered your fucking phone while you was putting the bags in the car. And wanna know who they were and what they said?" I said.
He shook his head.
"It was the U.S military! You're being deported in October. When were you going to tell me?" I continued.
"I spared your fucking feelings. I didn't want you to be upset with me. I didn't want you finding out the way you did and I apologize for that." He said.
I turned my body and laid my head against the window.
"Conversation is over." I said.
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We made it to our room and it was huge and exotic. There was a built in jacuzzi. The spacious, airy interiors flow organically between bedroom, bathroom, and living areas, while private terraces with soaking pools complete an environment of clean, conscious and luxurious living. Hand-selected furnishings and accent pieces complemented by a contemporary tropical aesthetic. An elegant simplicity and harmonized balance make the villas an ideal home-and-away habitat. Room amenities include king bed, room phone, cell phone with own dedicated number, mini-bar/wet bar, 500 thread count sheets, mini fridge, 46” LED Smart TV, cable and online movie archive, iPod cradle, home theatre system, walk-in closet, bathrobe and slippers, hair dryer, iron, ironing board, full maid service including evening turndown service, safe, shower, private terrace,
"Oh. My. Gosh. It is so beautiful. What are we going to do first?" I asked.
Deshawn walked up to me and kissed my neck.
"Well-- we can do that." I said. As he was seducing me I gave in.
(9:30 a.m)
I woke up and Deshawn wasn't there. Instead there was a note. I read:
"Krystal, I need you to meet me downstairs in the dining room. I bought you an outfit. Get dressed. See you in 30. Love you fat ma.
-D"
I looked down at the foot of the bed and there was the outfit. It was a white and blue maxi drsss and a white plain top.
I smiled at the peace offering.
I walked downstairs and saw Ed Sheeran and was literally lost for words. "What's going on?" I asked.
"I'm making up to you. If that's okay with you?" He asked.
Ed started singing.
"Baby your smile forever in my mind is memory. I'm think bout how ... People fall in love in mysterious ways. Maybe it's all part of a plan. I'll just keep on making the same mistakes. Hoping that you'll understand."
"I'm sorry for keeping it a secret. I really am. So I decided to make it up to you. I know that this is your song-- better yet our song." He started. "I just want to keep you happy. Forgive me?" He said.
"You're such an ass kisser. But I love it. I forgive you." I said smiling.
This was the best honeymoon ever. He has changed my life for better and worst.
He's the one.
