Almost every night for the past few months, Richard had chosen to come into his room very late. He made sure that his wife had fallen asleep before he entered the room to avoid the conversation that Richard did not want to repeat about his decision to sleep in a separate bed from his wife.
Although later Richard changed his decision and chose to sleep in the same bed, Rich made sure that his wife was sleeping soundly when he got into bed, even Richard put the bolster between them as a boundary to remind himself that what he was doing right now was to protect himself. his wife's pregnancy.
But different with this night, somehow, even after midnight, she was still enjoying watching TV. Richard, who thought that his wife had fallen asleep, was quite surprised when he entered the room and saw that Christabell was still awake.
"You're still awake?" Asked Richard, while walking towards the bed.
"I was waiting for you on purpose." Said Christabell while turning off the wide plasma screen on the left side of the room which was deliberately added at his request.
Richard seemed to knit his brows. " There is a problem?"
Christabell tried to get out of bed and grabbed a pillow to cover her enlarged stomach. "Am I that bad?" Asked Bell.
"What do you mean?" Richard looked very confused.
"Am I that bad that you don't want to touch me again, Rich?"
Richard smiled broadly. "I don't want to talk about this any more honey, we both know what the reason is."
Christabell pursed her lips. "I've consulted the doctor and the doctor said that my pregnancy condition is getting better, I'm getting healthier and stronger, so is the baby." She said.
"That's good." Richard Answered.
"The doctor said that the placenta moved to the correct position and there was no more risk. I even read various literacy about my condition and there are no risks that you fear, Rich. So I'm starting to wonder maybe that was your reason for avoiding me. Am I no longer attractive to you?" Christabell grumbled with tears in her eyes, while Richard, who had been watching her, grinned once again.
"Do you feel that way, really?" He asked when his spoiled wife had curled up in his arms.
"Yes ... I feel that you changed since I got pregnant, and our relationship is getting worse. I feel even worse with the way I look now, my stomach is getting bigger, and it makes you no longer interested in me." Bell said through his sobs.
Rich's jaw tightened at a glance "Damn hormones!" he said to himself. Richard knew that all of Christabell's feelings of insecurity were due to hormonal instability during pregnancy. It also affects his mood.
"Honey, I really don't want to hurt you or the baby," Rich said, rubbing Bell's belly. "Believe me, I miss you every day. Seeing you around me, laying in front of me is rising my heartbeat. I'm crazy of you." Richard kissed Bell on the forehead.
"I want to make love to you as usual, even more than usual, my fantasies run wild every time I see you sleeping in front of me. But I don't want to hurt him or hurt you. Seeing you helpless in the hospital, I can still feel the horror whenever my desire almost suffocates me, I remember all that happened. I remember how it felt to be afraid of losing you. " Honestly Richard.
"Is it true?" Bell wiped her tears, looked up at her husband, who was hugging her tightly.
"Trust me." Richard nodded, he looked so calm facing Christabell who suddenly became difficult to control.
"Stop acting weird by sleeping naked and all, all your strange behavior will only make me tormented more." Said Rich, which of course made Bell bite his finger.
He remembers how ridiculous she was, starting from sleeping in lingerie with various models even though her stomach was very distended, sometimes she even took off his clothes on purpose and lay under the blanket. She hoped that when Richard touched her skin, her desire would rise and they would have sex. But it has been so many nights spent in various silly acts and Rich has never touched anything.
"I know, being pregnant with this child makes you very tired. Even when I replace the lingerie you wear with pajamas you no longer realize it. So stop think or act silly."
Christabell rubbed Richard's face. "Will you promise me that you won't look for another . . . " Christabell asked fearfully. She even couldn't continue her sentences.
"Of course not. Get away from all those stupid thoughts." Answered Richard was firm though still gentle.
Richard shook his head. "You think I'll find another woman to replace you?" Richard asked. "You really think I'm that low?"
Bell gasped, she didn't mean to offend Richard. "That is not what I mean. I'm sorry."
Richard released his embrace, covered Bell, and then inched out of bed. He walked out of the room under Christabell's regretful gaze