That Doctor Is Mine

While doing the ultrasound, I couldn’t help but think that the father of my future child was a doctor. And with the increasing chance that we will meet, it is still here, here at the hospital where he works.

When Doc Talaveda spoke it was only then that my attention went to him.

“You see that little bean-like stuff? That’s your baby, tho its still fetus. The fetus is still developing the facial features such as mouth, tongue and nose. The eyelids close over and won’t open for several months.” The doctor explained as I looked at my little angel. There was some pleasure that suddenly arose in my heart when I saw him. “You will feel your breast becoming heavy and full, that’s normal. I will also prescribe you vitamins that you should take for the baby’s health, and I’m demanding you to eat healthy foods because the fetus is weak. But not too weak. . ”

“Yes, doctor.”

After Dr. Talaveda gave the results we went straight to the ground floor to buy prescription vitamins.This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

“I still can’t believe that you are pegnant, Avah.” Comment by Melanie.

“Did you know I asked earlier that my suspicion was wrong? But Melanie, when I saw my baby? That was the happiest time of my life. I always regret that I asked for that kind of request.” I laughed at that.

“You really are a mother material, Avah.” Mel said in amazement. When we met in the waiting area he said, “You better stay here, Avah. I will pay the ultrasound fee and buy you vitamins.”

“All right, I’m going to take a shower too. I’ve been urinating before.” I whisper here.

“Okay, we’ll wait for each other here. Okay?”

“All right.” I smiled at Mel and we took different paths.

I entered the social bathroom, many women facing the mirror. The beauty of what these women are wearing, they are also very beautiful and the makeup on their face is the same. There are those who comb, there are those who have eyebrows or lipstick. I looked at myself in the mirror and I couldn”t help but underestimate myself. As Melanie said, I’m very good at dressing up. But since I’m not comfortable, why should I go with him? And one more thing, I have no money for those luxuries.

After urinating, I washed my hands before going to the bathroom.

I was walking alone in the narrow hallway while thinking about what my son and I were going to eat when I got home when suddenly someone pulled me while I covered my mouth. My eyes widened as I tried to scream despite covering my mouth. A stranger ushered me into a room with AUTHORIZED PERSON ONLY posted on the door. My brain is running fast. What negative things are running down my occiput.

Who is this?

Why did he bring me here?

Is he a thief? I have no money! I will not give him the for my son!

Lord, help me.

“Don’t try to scream or I’m going to seal your lips with mine.” Harvest of the man’s familiar voice. Even though it was dark and I could hardly see anything, I still knew who owned that voice.

He removed his hand from my mouth. Soon the surroundings suddenly lit up after a sound that I think was the light switch.

He that.

It was my son’s father who pulled me into this room.

I quickly hugged myself, as if I was protecting myself from him.

But I also have to admit that he looks more handsome in that kind of dress. While she was wearing the laboratory gown.

As I praised him in my mind he spoke, and every word he said only caused pain and humiliation to myself.

“What are you doing here? Are you following me? I paid you already! Is that not enough? How much do you want? Come on, name the fucking price.”

I used to think he was a good person, now my heart is filled with anger. Everything he said was like threads wrapped around my heart, it pulled and it tore at my heart little by little.

Tears welled up in my eyes at all his accusations. And even though I knew he could see the pain in my eyes he just continued his hurtful words.

“Did you really bring me here to my place of work? For what? To ask for money? Tell me, you’re not happy with the amount right? How much? How much do you want the amount?”

I raised my right hand. I was about to slap him but I withdrew my hand. The way for me to build my own dignity is not painful.

A treacherous teardrop fell from my right eye. Instead of wiping it, I opened my wallet first and looked for the check he left me as a payment after we had sex that night. When I found it, I looked up at my son’s father.

“I want you to know that I didn’t deduct even a penny from your money. Here. Here’s the check, yours. I didn’t ask you to give me money. Or pay you after that night. I’m not selling my body , so here’s the money. I don’t need it. ” As I promised myself, I tore the check in front of him.

I saw the shock in his eyes, but you quickly disappeared.

“I’m not following you, and if I only knew you were working here or we’d meet here, I’d rather go to the most discreet clinic just to look.” Even though my voice was calm, I was still simmering with anger. “I also know that you will not accept the child I am carrying, but I will not take away your right that you are probably the father of my child.” I promise him.

Whether he accepts it or not doesn’t matter. I would be even happier if he left our son to me. What mattered was that I tried to father the child in my womb.

When he heard what I revealed, his face darkened.

“You really think I’ll buy that? If you let me use you, how will I believe that I’m the only guy who has fucked you?”

My lips trembled at the same time as my hot tears were dripping.

“You’re the only man I’ve slept with. And like I told you, you don’t have to accept the child. I’ll raise him alone, I’ll love him with all my heart. Just tell him you don’t want to, you don’t have to trample on and belittle my character. The important thing is that I informed you of your right to be a father, but now I know your answer. You made it clear that you don’t want the child and I accept that. And my child will accept that. ” I couldn”t help but cry as I said those things.

When I recovered I hurried out of the room and wiped away the dripping tears.

When I got to the waiting area, Mel was already there. He must have noticed the redness in my eyes because he asked if I was okay and if I was crying. I quickly shook my head with a smile on my lips.

“No. I’m fine. Can you take me home, Mel?”

“Sure! That’s why I escorted you here, right?”

“Thank you, Melanie.” I took his hand and squeezed it.

“Anything for you and for your baby. How about you move to my house, Avah? Just be alone in that small, mejo dirty and old apartment. Honestly it’s barely an apartment, its just a small room.” I never let Mel know that I was disappointed with how he described my house. But on the other hand, I thought he was just telling the truth.

About an hour later we were back home. Melanie even took me to a restaurant and fed me delicious and expensive food. I told her several times that she didn’t have to worry about my food but Melanie insisted.

Melanie stayed at home for a few minutes until she received a call from work. After the call he also left, I am very grateful to him for all the expenses he incurred. He also bought me edible, nutritious long -term foods.

I was talking to my son while nuzzling the small bulge in my stomach.

“God’s gift, son? We can’t move our money. We’ll still have something to use in the next few days. Let it go, son. When you leave, I won’t make you feel like you don’t have a father. Just stick to it. Huh? Just come with me. I can’t wait for you to be born, son. ”

Suddenly my tears flowed. No matter how hard I try to forget the hurtful things my son”s father said I can”t help but hear it over and over again. But now that I have clarified things to him, I am somehow relieved.