BOUND TO MY NEMESIS

16 ~ The Calm Before The Storm (II)

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I know I've disappointed lots of you but you see I travelled to my roots through the holidays and was attacked by a major toothache when I returned, but now I'm all fit and BACK!  yes!.
Get ready to be disappointed though this chap won't be your fave.  Definitely not your fave😰.

I threw my head back laughing at mom’s words after it had sank in, Dan and I with pregnancy in the same word is like the blasphemy of the year, well maybe I might be exaggerating a bit, was this even an exaggeration in the first place? My inner self asked. The guy changes attitude more than a chameleon taking stroll on a rainbow changes colour I seriously don’t know what to expect next from him.

I covered my lips again looking around the table trying so much to stifle my laughter. Mom was looking at me surprised etched on her face her mouth agape.

I shook my head when she quirked her now closed lips in question her eyes sizing me up, my eyes landed on Dan there was no trace of laughter on his face, the sides of his lips dropped matching the scowl on his face he looked cute :if only he knew the thoughts running through my head right now. I burst into laughter again, seriously mom really thought this fury pregnant mood swinger and I were pregnant.

Having kids with him won’t be a bad idea the cute and adorable babies we could make, the guy is sexy yes he is sexy, he can hold light to all those hunk stars girls drool on.

My inner self was already warming to the thought, having as many babies as I can has always been a dream of mine but with the hunk I have for a husband only time and a major miracle from above can tell.
Babies are already miracles I know they are gifts from Allah to those he wishes to bless with but they are also made from efforts made by two adults from different genders, I mean the two genders Allah created, my eggs I know are ready waiting for their hatchers but is the one to do the hatching ready though.

I’m not eager to consummate my marriage and from stories I’ve read well some were beautiful, some horrible then there are stories that the story of the “supposed pain” is overrated, but I’m only human I can just wait for so long, mom is already whining for grandchildren and our progress can’t be trusted. I pushed my lips in a tight pout stifling my laughter, “Mom” I finally blurted covering my laughter, it was eating me up but I could only do so for so long, mom might call a psychiatrist over thinking I’d gone psycho.

“We’re in no rush to start a family” I blurted in almost a whisper, she looked over at him then slowly traced her eyes back to me, “Don’t tell me you both don’t want to have kids now” she asked her index finger wagging between us “if you don’t need kids I need grandkids” she filled in the silence her anger evident in her voice, I looked away avoiding her eyes “Mom you know how much we love kids” his voice calmed soothingly, I stole a glance at him but he had all his attention on mom holding her right hand in his, “We’re ready for them when Allah blesses us” she turned to me giving me a warning look then rose from the chair leaving me with the ticking anger machine. My unfiltered mouth just had to spoil the moment. “Do you really have to let on that nothing has happened between us” I could feel a chillness running down my spine from the coldness in his voice.

“Sissy!” the twin excited squeals filled the room.

I beamed my worries dissipating when I turned to the sight of my hot and cold sisters, I chuckled as I rose from the chair before they knock me down, I opened my arms bracing myself for the crushing hugs I’ll be receiving.

I almost toppled over from the force of their embrace, ram should be the right word. My face was abused with kisses and I wasn’t much worried about Fareedah’s but Mufeedah’s kisses, the lipstick stain she will leave on my face might take decades to wipe.