"Baby..," I whisper to Jennifer with the gentlest voice I can produce, "Please tell me if anything hurt or discomfortable.. Should we go to hosp.."
"I am faaat..." Jennifer cuts me with her whine. "I am fat like a piiiig!!!"
I can not believe what I hear. "Who said you are .."
"I am fat!!" she says again while wailing.
"No, you're not," I deny her. I cup her face with both my hands, "You are beautiful.."
"I am fat!!" Jennifer still insists. She looks herself in the mirror. "Look, my nose likes a pig, my cheeks like pigs.. I am a piiiiigg..." she wails again and buries her face on my chest.
If only she said that in other event, we might laugh about it together and I even use it as a joke to tease her. But now, I know she really meant it. She really feels like a pig, which I really have no clue where did that idea cames from.
"Honey.. you are nothing close to a pig. You are the most beautiful woman, female human, I've ever met." I whisper to coax her. "No woman can beat your beauty, never less a pig.."
"But.. But.. I am faaat.." She says in between her sobs. She points out her slightly bumpy belly.
"No, you're not, Baby.. You are just pregnant. With our beloved child. You love our child so much, right ?"
She nods. "I do.. I do love you, Baby," she murmurs to her belly.
I kiss both her eyes. "And still, you look very sexy and alluring to me," I whisper to her. I deliberately kiss her lips with so much passion to show her how much I want her. We only release our kiss when we both are out of our breath.
"You think I am sexy ?" she asks in meek.
"Very.." I whisper to her.
"But.. but.. I will be getting fatter and fatter later on..." she is about to cry again.
"You will be sexy in my eyes no matter how much your weight, Baby," I whisper to her in husky voice, and kiss her again, this time deeper than before. "Oh, God.. I want to fuck you really bad right now," I groan to her ear when I feel my buddy grows and cramps inside my jeans.
Jennifer finally chuckles. "I want it, too.. but I can't." she giggles to see my sad puppy eyes. "I have trial at 8 AM," she says again. I know that of course, but I playfully pout to tease her.
"You can have me tonight.. if you still want me," she says, still doubting my desire to her.
"Baby.. I always want you, anywhere... anytime.." I tell her bluntly.
"Even when I have piles of fat.."
"Anytime," I cut her without a slight of doubt. "If you allow me to, I will gladly make love to you everyday for the rest of your lives," I add that word as a promise to her.
Tears fall down from her beautiful eyes again. "Baby.. Baby.. why are you crying again ? Dd I say something wrong ?" I ask in panic.
She shakes her head. "No. I'm.. I'm happy..." She says in between her sobs that makes me dumbfounded for the umpteenth times this morning.
"Damn, this hormonal," she curses to her self when she finally is able to stop her cry. I kiss her head lovingly before I stand and help her stands. She sighs then says, "Thank you."
"No, I thank you, Honey. You are carrying our child. I don't know what and how much discomforts you will having. Please let me know any discomforts you feel. The least I can do is be there to face them with you," I say to her solemnly.
"You make me wanna cry again," she says, chocking while trying to hold her tears. I chuckle and kiss her forehead. I then approach piles of suits that lied on our bed.
"Which one you want to wear ?" I ask to her.
She exhales heavily. "I don't know. Help me to pick, will you ? Nothing look nice in my eyes," she says with sad tone.
I approach her just to give her another kiss on her forehead. "You know my favorite appearance of you is when you wore nothing, right ?" I whisper to her seductively. Jennifer chuckles.
I walk toward our bed. After looking some suits, I finally choose a pair of black pant and jacket. "This one," I say.
I choose them because they have comfortable material and the pant has elastic band that will be more comfortable to be wore by her. I pair them with a sleeveless white blouse to be the jacket's inside.
I help Jennifer wears her suit even though she should not need my help. It just my gesture to show her my affection to her. When she finishes wearing the suit, I embrace her from behind and just kiss her on her neck. "You look beautiful," I whisper to her ear while admiring her reflection that is perfect in my eyes.
"Thank you," she whispers back and kiss my cheek. She puts her hands above my hands that around her waist.
My eyebrows slightly furrow to feel a harsh edge of the 'ring' on her finger. "Baby," I call her gently as my head tries to arrange suitable words to utter.
"Yes ?"
"Hmm.. Doesn't the ring hurt your finger ?" I ask.
Jennifer raises her hand to see her 'ring.. "A little," she says, showing a red circle mark on her finger.
"I thought so," I say with a wince. "Why don't you put it off for now.."
"But whyyy.. ?" she asks with a shriek.
"I'm afraid it will harm you," I say to her. "Look, the edge is so sharp. what if you cut yourself ?"
She pouts. A tear is already on her eyelashes, ready to fall.
"I promise you. I will replace it with the real ring," I coax her again while my hand wipes her tear.
"Promise me ?" she asks. I nod. "Promise," I answer to confirm.