Lie To Me

Chapter 62: 61

"Can you scratch my back, please?" I asked my husband. He was sitting behind me as we watch a

series on Netflix.

Husband.

Until now, I can't still believe that he is now my husband. And so far, he has been nothing but a very

thoughtful and caring husband.

"Here?" He asked, scratching my back.

"Lower," I said. "There." I added.

After that, I leaned on him. His arms automatically wrapped around my waist, holding my protruding

belly.

"I can't believe we are here now," he whispered, kissing my shoulder.

"Hmm?" I responded.

Like him, I can't still believe that we are already at this point of our relationship; married and about to

have a child, a son to be precise.

He kissed my shoulder again. "I just love how everything turns out. I love being married to you and

being excited to be a father. Baby, you are making me the happiest," he said.

And just like that, my eyes started to water, a sob escaped my mouth.

Panicking, he released me and turned to face him.

"Why are you crying?" He asked, wiping my tears away.

I shook my head. "Hormones," I said, denying that it was because of what he said.

Elijah, he was a very good boyfriend and I can see how hard he was trying to be a good husband and a

soon-to-be father-although he doesn't need to try because he seems like he was really cut to be a

perfect person.

My husband is so perfect for me.

"Stop crying, mommy." He said, wiping more tears from my eyes.

I nodded and smiled at him, I also cupped his face and give him a kiss on his lips.

"Thank you for coming to my life, baby. I love you so much," I said.

I know I have said this a lot and I will never get tired of saying it over and over. Elijah, my husband, I

don't think I will be this happy if it was not him.

He had brought so much joy in me, made me feel loved and will be loved for the rest of my life. He

never failed to remind me that I deserve everything that he is giving me.

Indeed, I am so blessed for having him as a partner in life.

I am so grateful for him. ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

That day, we spent it inside our house, watching different shows until I fall asleep. I was already in our

room when I woke up.

I went out of our room and found him in our kitchen, cooking for our dinner. I stepped closer and tried to

hugged him from his back but I failed, my stomach was already big to do that.

I pouted.

"I want to hug you but I can't," I said.

My husband smiled and kissed me on my forehead. "I will hug instead," he said and hugged me.

"I love you," I murmured on his chest.

He kissed the top of my head and said, "I love you more. I'm also done here, baby. Are you already

hungry?"

I shook my head. "Not yet. But can you make me an avocado shake? I saw one in the fridge," I asked.

Smiling, he nodded. "Okay, baby. You can watch something on the TV while I'm finishing this," he said.

I shook my head. "I will watch you," I said.

"Alright. Have a seat here," he said and guided me to sit in our dining table.

I watched him finish cooking; he is making a pasta foe our dinner.

When I reached my fifth month, my OB advised me to go on diet so ever since that, Elijah limited my

food intake. We only had rice during breakfast and lunch then pasta on dinner. And for snacks, he only

gives me fruits. I barely have fastfood because apparently, my husband was so strict when it comes to

my diet.

When he's done with the pasta, he moved and started blending the avocado for my request.

I was just watching him until he was done and our food is already served in front of us.

"How was it?" He asked.

I raised my hands to show him a two thumbs up. "I love this, baby. Can you cook this again the next

day?" I asked because it was really good!

I near to believing that when God rained good traits, Elijah was present in all of that.

He's handsome, smart, kind, thoughtful and damn, he's so good in everything he does.

He's one of god's favorite, for sure.

"Okay. I will do that," he said.

We ate while talking about random topics that it took us almost an hour eating. After that, he washed

our dishes while I remained sitting as I watched him do all the cleaning.

We went to bed after that.