All I want is your love

Chapter 60

Aisha’s POV

      7 months later...

   I'm in my 3rd trimester now, 8 months of pregnancy, ever since I passed the first trimester, pregnancy have been moving perfectly okay just some headache, bodyache and the nauseatic conditions making me throw up time to time. Usman is morethan a sweetheart he has been taking care of me just like a baby, everything I want he does it for me. Fiona and Ryan are my new servants at school, Usman has to make them promise to take good care of me.

           They carry my bag, walk me to class and cafeteria go errands for me and everything. They are one of a kind. I don't get to attend school everyday because of some morning sickness sometimes so normally Ryan will be the one to help me out. Our baby is in good health. We always visit the hospital together, Is like Usman loves our baby morethan I do. We have shopped, shopped and shopped for our baby on board until we don't know what to buy anymore.

      I will be delivering my baby in a month time, anytime this realisation hits me I suddenly feel terrified and scared but Usman will caress me and tell me soothing romantic words which eases me a little.

      I hate to say this part but my tommy is too big, its huge omi'god. It looks like I'm carrying a baby twin, I sometime feels embarrased when Usman stares at me, he sometimes even teases me and call me pot bellied which I really don't like, I miss my old figure, the slim me. I've tried so hard to stop myself from eating alot but I can't even if I wanna I can't stop myself from eating alot, food is bae now! Usman has warned me several times not to, he is afraid I might not be able to deliver my baby myself, 'cause people say eating alot makes baby grow bigger and hard to deliver.

     Usman has told me times without number that I easily get mad now, just a little thing will make me get furious and mad and angry. I didn't believe him and asked Fiona and Ryan instead, unfortunately they told me thesame thing too. Well, maybe its the baby that is making easily get furious.

        Usman and I are sleeping so peacefully as always, legs interwined and arms crossed when I woke up. I couldn't sleep 'cause I'm craving for chicken like I ate two chickens yestarday but I still want some more now.

     I glance at the wall clock and see its 12:30 midnight, just as I tried to move out of the bed to grab a chicken I remembered that I've eaten it all yestarday, the chicken Usman bought me to last for the weekend. Oh god no I can't wake him up now. I avert my gaze back to Usman, he is sleeping stressfully, exhaustedly and tiredly. He sure must sleep like this because we stayed awake yestarday, I made him massage my back even after knowing that he was stressed out of work.

     “Usman baby” I mouthed to him and he didn't respond. “Sweetheart you need to get up, now!” I screamed in his ears.

      “Arghhh!!” He groaned “baby mamah but we just fell asleep now and theres no work tomorrow can't we sleep?” Usman state in a hoarse sleepy voice eyes closed.

     “Actually you're not getting up for work, its saturday remember?” I replied in my sweet voice gently rubbing his bare back as he ways sleeps shirtless.

      “Then why don't we sleep honey?” He asked vaguely. “Where are you?” he touched beside him searching for me and I moved backward.

        Oh no! I'm really craving for a chicken now I have to stop pitying Usman and tell him since he is the one who got me pregnant right? Then we have to share the burden together.

       “Usman baby I'm hungry.” I mouthed in his ears. He kept quiet and continued sleeping pretending not to hear what I said, “baby didn't you heard what I said?”