It’s only now that I notice how my belly has gotten bigger. It’s a small change, but it’s certainly there. I had stopped fitting in some of my clothes, but I never noticed this change before. I touch it. What to make out of it, I don’t know. The reason for this is simple.
I go to our room. Jurian is in front of the mirror, still in his uniform shirt.
“Jurian, remember the time we slept with each other?” I ask, appearing behind him to see my own reflection in the mirror.
“I do,” he says. “Very clearly, actually.”
I blush. “That wasn’t exactly what I wanted to talk about…”
“What wasn’t exactly that you don’t want to talk about?”
“Never mind. It’s not all that important yet,” I say. “Never mind.”
He scowls. “You know, I hate it when you don’t finish what you’re saying. It’s not a nice habit to have.”
“I’ll tell you later.”
“And when is later?”
“When the time is right.”
“Do as you wish.”
“Why are you annoyed?”
“Because you make me all curious and now you don’t say anything,” he says. “What’s the point of mentioning it at all? Yes, it was a good night, but where exactly are you heading to?”
“Don’t mind it, I’ll tell you sometime.”
“And just when is this?”
“Sometime.”
He rolls his eyes. “Then I’ll wait.”
“Jurian?”
“Yes?”
“I love you.”
¶
The bump is bigger. And with it bigger are the problems. Me, Jurian and the guys are at the park. It’s a rare thing for us not to be in the conference room for such matters, but there’s so much hurry that there’s no time to go there.
“They got us,” Aaru hisses. “I never expected that to happen.”
“What do we do now?” Felix asks.
“Otro hits first this time, huh? We’re still at an advantage, no?” Melecio says. “Of course it didn’t go according to our calculations but it speeds everything up.”
Melecio doesn’t seem in the least bit worried. Neither does Jurian. Rather than worried, they’re serious.
“Our men are battling now. Even if we’re at an advantage, we need to think fast. Right now. What do we do?” Jurian says, his tone business-like.
“I suggest that you just let the men shoot and add on more of them. We can circle them and simply take them out,” Felix says. “Or just surround them and set off a couple of small bombs into the crowd.”
“Ansel, you go to the battlefield. Tell them the plan and call up the rest of the army. Let’s outnumber them,” Jurian orders.
“Yes, yes,” Ansel says. He jumps up from the bench and sprints in the direction opposite to the bridge; where the battle is.
“Will you win?” I ask.
“I will,” he says. “I can promise that to you.”
“We’re too strong to lose now at this stage,” Aaru says. “Plus, the bullets we have are poisonous. Even if our men miss their target’s vital points it’s only a matter of time until the target drops dead. Unless they get the antidote, of course.”
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