Secret Girl Masked
24. The Difficult Explanation
Elma took a deeper breath before explaining to the husband the birth of their first son.
"At that time our relationship was not good. I gave birth to my son alone without you beside me." Say Elma as she is.
"Have I been so mean to you, baby? Did I make you leave?"
"Nothing matters from that story, Darren. It's all over and I don't have to explain everything. I'm just asking you to focus on your health so we can prepare for the birth of our daughter."
"Is my baby candidate a woman?"
"Hm!"
"Surely she's as beautiful as you."
"Goddessa. May it be more beautiful than me." Reply Elma.
"How can we get acquainted and finally get married?"
"I don't want to explain anything to you. I just want you to ask for today and the one to come."
"alright. I won't ask you again. Maybe that's the part of the story that hurts you. Maybe I wasn't the best husband to you. I agree it's better to think about today and plan for the future of our family.
Regardless I was a bastard before, but I want to thank you very much for your loyalty and love Elma."
Darren says he can kiss his wife's big belly.
A few days later, they occupied the same apartment they had rented in the United States a year ago.
Because it has memorized the ins and outs of the apartment room, making Elma has no trouble doing her activities as a housewife.
His birth will be expected at the end of the year. That means they also feel the snow again.
Elma smiling herself could return again to the same place where her seeds grew in this country and would give birth in the same country.
"It seems like you're happy to be in the cold, baby. May you not marry a Caucasian someday."
Elma muttered to talk to her baby herself.
"But, after knowing who your father is to me, should I hate him? But I didn't manage to hate him. The love your father had for me was greater than the mistakes he made for me. She's in love with mommy again, baby."
"Who fell in love with you again Elma...?"
Darren asked who was behind his wife's back made Elma flinch spontaneously turned her body.
"Aissh..! Can't you call me without surprising me like this?" Elma was cooking in the kitchen.
"Sorry baby! I was going to hug you from behind, but I heard you say that someone fell in love with you again, who is he? I'll strangle her neck for daring to fall in love with you."
"Do you really want to strangle her?"
"of course. I don't like to see another man impressing my wife."
"alright. If you want to strangle him, I'll tell you who that man is."
"Say who is he..?" Darren asked with a flushed face
"Yourself."
Glekk...
"Now giggle yourself, do you dare?"
Challenging Elma made Darren stuck.
"How do I strangle myself if I'm a special man to you, baby...?"
Darren said as he penetrated his hand up between his wife's thighs.
"It's a shame we haven't had breakfast and you have to take your medicine on time."
Elma then turned off the stove.
"Later breakfast. Looks like your body is a panacea for me to heal faster. I want us to fuck on this dinner table. Our son is not awake yet."
Early morning begins with a hot romance after doctor Melendez allows Darren to do his job as a husband to provide an inner living for his wife.
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Heavy snow covered the earth until every roof of the house and tall buildings turned white.
As already characteristic of the nature of snow that likes to boil in place he wants to stay longer no matter where he falls.
Darren and his son play snow in the apartment park. Elma could only watch over the two while enjoying her warm drink.
After helping his son make a snowman, Darren leaves his son to play alone with the snow and he immediately approaches Elma who is sitting not far from them playing.
Elma gives her own homemade hot coffee to her husband. Daren, who had just felt the coffee made by his wife after recovering from her illness, felt there were memories with the coffee.
A glimpse of the face of the masked girl before him wearing an OB uniform.
Darren sipped his coffee again.
The shadow of the masked girl's eyes flashed back in her mind. Darren glanced at his wife who had been wearing the hijab since they arrived in America.
"Who's the masked girl? Is she my own wife? Did Elma used to be an OB in my company?"
Darren muttered and then sipped the coffee again until the toilet.
"Are you okay, baby?"
Elma asked Darren.
"I'm enjoying your coffee. Very delicious and second to none."
"Because coffee's what makes us so close to Darren."
"How can this coffee bring us closer together?"
Darren's fishing rod wants to make sure that the masked girl is his own wife.
"I work at your company as an OB and I'm assigned to make you coffee. From then on I can't make coffee for anyone else but you."
"Do you still have photos in your OB uniform?"
"I still keep it. Waita minute!"
Elma looks for photos when she first worked at her husband's company.
Darren noticed Elma's face wearing a mask and sure enough, the masked girl was his own wife.
"That means I have a chance to recall my life with things that are memorable in my subconscious. One of them is with Elma's coffee." Inner Darren.
He wanted to know more by getting something memorable from his wife. But baby, as little as the story that came to his mind he did not tell Elma.
"Mommy! Why don't we just stay here? It's so much fun to play snow and make a lot of snowmen."
Said his son taking his bottle and gulped it down a few times.
It's just going to be snowy for a little while, baby, and it's going to be summer and it almost burns your skin and it's very uncomfortable." Darren.
"Means whenever there's a snow season we can play here, Daddy."
"We can get snow season in South Korea and other Asian countries such as Japan which also has snow.
And there are still many other countries that we will visit such as Switzerland, France, Canada and there are still many countries that we can go to, dear." Darren Timpal.
"Ohhght...! Darren! My stomach hurts so much."
Elma's cry held something that seeped from the door of her womb.
"Darling! Are you going to give birth..?"
Darren asked in panic.
Elma nodded while squeezing her coat firmly.
