I’m Just His Wife

“Cat got your tongue, eh?” he laughed softly and jokingly slapped me. “You haven’t spoken there before. What were you, you’re making me nervous …” she pouted her lips.

A smirk was formed on my lips. I forced myself to lift and kissed her lips. It was only a smack but she kissed me, too. Damn, I can’t resist her so I responded. I missed these soft and pinkish lips that was now touching mine.

We both gasped as our lips parted. He smiled at me again and pinched my nose lightly. I laughed softly there. I was the one who’s pinching her nose before but now …

“Looks like I don’t have to be nervous anymore. You’re kissing me …” he shook his head.

I raised our hand to hold and I kissed the back of his palm. I saw her restrained herself from smiling. Oh, gorgeous, don’t stop your smile!

“You were the one who kissed me, Rigella. What I did was just a smack but you … You kissed me.” hell yeah, I can speak well. I hate it when a lump clogs my throat.

His face wrinkled. “Smack was also a kiss, you perv.” he made no promises while shaking.

None of my own left my lip. Damn, she always calls me a “perv”!

“Why were you keep on calling me a perv?” I can’t help but to ask that.

He raised one eyebrow and pointed at his chubby belly with his index finger. ‘this was the proof that you were a perv, Ivan. So, why were you still wondering why I call you a perv?” furrowed his forehead. She also tried to remove her hold from my hand but I stopped her from doing it.

I can’t help myself but to laugh. She really was something. She”s still really the Rigella I met when I was a kid. She’s far different from those girls that I flirted with. There was no one like him for me.

“And now you’re laughing? God, Ivan!” I noticed he was starting to get bored so I stopped laughing. Shit, I forgot about her mood swings! “Do you know how hard it was to give birth? I was about to die because of the pain of almost the whole part of my body but … I insisted because I had to take your children out! And then, you’re just laughing at a pregnant woman like me? ” her tears started to fall. What the? What have you done, Ivan ?!

I woke up out of nowhere. The body ache I had been feeling before suddenly disappeared. Rigella stood up and looked at me while still crying.

“Shit, don’t cry! That’s not what I meant, Rigella …” I promised shaking. If I can just stand up I will. The case still has those attached to me so I can’t stand yet.

“No!” she wiped away her tears. “You’re laughing at my pregnancy! Damn you! You just woke up but you’re making fun of me! I hope-!”

I interrupted what he was saying. My mouth tightened. “Hopefully what?” my voice lost emotion. “I wish I had just died and not woken up, right?” I smiled bitterly when I asked him that.

He seemed surprised at what I said. I hate it when she’s shouting at me. I think he gets mad at me when he yells at me and I don’t want that. All I want was love was the only thing he feels for me.

‘that’s not what I meant …” she was starting to cry. He came up to me again and sat on my head. “I’m … I’m sorry. I can’t control myself. You know, I’m very sensitive because of my pregnancy.”

I didn’t look at him and just took a deep breath. “It’s okay. I understand.” I noticed the coldness of my voice. Maybe I”m just not used to him being like this. Back then when she was pregnant I was not by her side during those times. Now I regret what I did.

“No, it’s not okay.” he touched one of my cheeks and presented my face to his. “I love you, okay? And, I’m sorry. I promise, it won’t happen again. I just can’t really control my emotions sometimes.” she stared deeply into my eyes.

I smiled because he said so. “Your” I love you “was enough, hon. Don’t say sorry. I’m not just used to you being like that. Don’t worry, I’ll ready myself next time.” I softened my tone. “And, I love you too, Rigella. I always will.”

“Wait, did I hear it right?” he raised one of his eyebrows. “Next time? You’re planning to impregnate me again?” his face was shocked.

I smiled and laughed. “You got what I said right away …” I laughed and bit my lower lip afterwards.

“Holy …” he shook his head. “I don’t know if you’re really in a coma because of what you’re saying.”

I didn’t speak anymore and hugged him around the waist. I leaned my chin on his shoulder and whispered in his ear. “I love you so much. Nothing will change there, okay?” after I said that I kissed him on the cheek.

“I know that already, Ivan …” he smiled at me. “And, I love you so much, too …” she pulled me closer to her and kissed my lips fully.

Ivan’s POV

“Condolences, bro.” I patted Seymour’s shoulder as I sat beside him. He offered me the chair that was next to him so I did what he wants.

He tilted his head to look at me. A sad smile was formed into his lips. I understand him. I know how painful it was to lost a father. Though, my father was still alive, I felt like I lost him and that I have no father at all.

“It’s too early, Ivan. He left us this early …” he muttered. Tears were pooled in his eyes but he managed to stop those from falling.

I heaved a sigh and patted his shoulder again. ‘this was life, bro. If it’s your time, then it was really your time. You can’t do anything about it anymore.” I almost whispered that. Everytime that I was thinking about that death thing, I’d always end up feeling scared. I know that no one can live forever but, it’s still feels frightening.

The thought that life was very short feels so scary. I don’t want my dreams to turn into ashes just because my life already ended. Death was the last thing that I could ever experience. I don’t want my life to end yet. My mother … she needs me. She needs a son that will take care of her when she can’t do hard things anymore. I will give her back those things that she have done for me.This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.

Many people were here for me. Though, it’s not even obvious, I know they were here for me. My friends, my relatives and especially, my Mom. How can I show them my gratitude if I will die?

But like what I’ve said, death was unpredictable. I don’t want to die but God was the one who holds my life. And once he released his hold on it, I can’t do anything for that anymore. Perhaps, I will just accept it. I know that he already gave me enough time to discover the world. But still, I don’t want to die yet.

“Our company was in a middle of downfall right now, bro. And Kuya Dave, he doesn’t want to rule the company …” Seymour brushed her fingers through his hair. “Damn, I know what will happen. Soon enough, our company will experience bankruptcy …” he said with frustration in his voice.

I sighed and closed my eyes tight. I want to help him but I didn’t know what to do. I don’t want business. I never do. He was the only one who’s interested on it. My father also forces me to handle one of our businesses once I graduate but I really can’t. I love cooking. That was my passion.

I opened my eyes and looked at Seymour again. His tears were now flowing like a waterfall while his gaze was glued in his father’s coffin. I just kept myself patting his shoulder. I know, he will be able to overcome this. Seymour was an intelligent and a strategic person. He’s also diligent.

“Seym, strengthen yourself. You were now your family’s householder. They will hold on you, bro. Just keep fighting and trust God …” I uttered. He changed his gaze and looked at me.

He cockily looked at me. ‘trust God? Really Ivan?” he laughed with no humor after he said that. “How can I trust him when he did nothing but to pester and ruin my life? At first, he did let me to be kidnapped when I was a child. Second, he almost took my Mom from us and now, for the third time , he took my very own strength, which was my father. Tell me, how can I trust him? ” he asked with full of resentment.

“Seym, He just did that because of a reason. And even if we can’t find out what that reason was, you still need to trust Him.” my forehead slightly creased. It was my first time to encounter a person who was questioning God’s capabilities. “You still have your mother, your older brother and your younger sister. Just make them your priority and ask for strength to God. He will hear you, Seym.”

“Bro, I … I don’t know anymore.” he shook his head and placed both of his hands on his face.

“When you don’t know what to do anymore, just pray, Seymour. Like what I’ve said, he will hear you. He will soothe your mind and heart. He will take you away from suffering. Just wait, bro. Just wait … “I said with full of confidence. Me? I still trust God and pray to him even if sometimes, I feel like he doesn’t hear me at all. But still, he was the God. I want to offer myself to him.

A few minutes later, I felt my phone vibrated inside my pocket. I excused myself at Seymour and walked away from him. I did get my phone from my jeans’ pocket and looked at its screen. I sighed harshly and answered the phone call. It was from my Dad.

“What now?” I was like an indisposed man when I asked him that.

“You need to come here at home, Ivan. Your mother was near on getting raped and yet you were just rambling yourself somewhere?” His voice was calm but he was not able to hide the annoyance on it.

I almost dropped my phone on the ground. My heart also started to pound with an abnormal rhythm. With my eyes widened, I forced myself to speak up even though a sudden weakness covered up my whole senses.

“What?” my breathing hitched. “How did that happen?” fuck, curse that creature who attempted to rape my Mom.

“She was alone in the office because you weren’t there. You always help her on her work and now, you weren’t there? Tell me, Ivan, does your mother doesn’t have any importance to you now?” his voice became sarcastic.

I gritted my teeth. How dare him form a judgment like that! He didn’t know how much I love and treasure my mother!

“And now, you’re acting like a concerned husband, Dad? Shame on you.” I ironically told him. “Don’t act as if you’re worried on mom because the truth was, you don’t really care about her. You were just scared to lose her because you don’t want to grow old without anyone else on your side. ” I rolled my eyes upwards. I felt a sudden eagerness to punch Dad in the face.