"Baby, buy it, please."
He keeps insisting that we do it again, but I don't want to because it's been three months since our little angel was born.
"That's not good for our baby," I say as I hold his cheeks.
"Okay, I'll just get your food from the kitchen. Don't go anywhere," he kisses my lips before heading to the kitchen.
He's been this sweet and protective for a month now. He's been so diligent, doing the laundry and even though he's tired from work, he still wakes up early to buy the food I want to eat.
Even though I offer to cook, he gets mad and prefers to serve both me and the baby.
He also tells me not to go to work and that it might stress the baby. What can I do? I just follow his advice.
He says I should continue my studies after giving birth, but I need to rest first. And he immediately starts thinking of a name for our child, wanting a girl who looks like me. I tell him I prefer if she looks like him because she'll be beautiful if she's a girl.
But then his stern face returns.
"What..." he touches my stomach.
"Baby, Daddy has work, huh, don't be naughty with Mommy, just behave," he scolds the baby that hasn't come out of my belly yet like a child.
He's so cute.
"I have work, bye," our kissing lasted for a few moments. Shortly after, he separates and leaves.
I turn off the television after the series I was watching ends.
I feel hungry, so I head to the kitchen.
It's only been a few hours since he left when I heard the sound of a car. Oh, he's back, I just smile and shake my head. But when I enter the living room, he's not who I expected to see.
"Hello, Mr. President," I smile at him.
"Is everything okay with you and my child?" he smiles back.
He just listens to my stories, to what happened in the past month. He's delighted that we're doing well. He's become very affectionate and overprotective. He also said that I've had a good influence on Shuan, but I didn't expect his reaction to change because he thought I was just making up stories.
"Is my child not hurting you?" his voice raised.
Is there a problem?
"No, sir. He's just telling me, yes," I answer and notice his annoyance.
"Are you making up stories, dear?" I quickly shake my head.
"Dear, can we have a deal?" he says seriously to me. What deal? What's that for?
"What is it?" I ask, puzzled.
"I will give you 5 million and I will take care of filing for Annulment," I'm surprised by what he said.
Shuan and I are going to separate, why is he being sweet to me now? He really doesn't love me.
"W-why?" I stop when I hear a shout, and it's Shuan's voice.
His face is dark, and his clothes are obviously wrinkled. He's very angry.
"No, Dad, you can't control me because-" he is interrupted by his father.
"Because you're already big, well, I control the whole Philippines," his father's expression suddenly changed.
They really look like father and son, you can tell just by looking at their faces.
"Why are we going to separate?" I intervene.
"Because I didn't hurt Shay, because I love her," Shuan says. I don't understand them, why would I hurt her, for what? President's order.
"Son!!!" he scolds.
"I won't follow your orders to hurt my wife and child," he shouts at his father.
"You don't have a fvcking idea, son!!!" I'm almost deafened by their shouting.
There's something I don't know about them.
In a flash, I couldn't believe what I saw when Shuan punched his father, the respected President of the Philippines.
The bodyguards intervened.
When the President left, the guards followed him out of the mansion, but I still have no idea what's going on.
I saw Shuan sitting on the sofa, taking off his shoes. His forehead is still wrinkled.
What's wrong with him?
"Shuan, is there something you're not telling me?" he looks at me seriously.
"There is, you need to get away, Fatty," I'm surprised by what he said.
What is it? What for? I can't stay away from him, just thinking about it makes me cry.
"Why?" I can't bear to be away from him. I just follow his advice.
"My dad tried to kill our baby, and I just want you to be safe, please," he smiles at me and kisses my lips.
All this time, that old man made me believe that Shuan wanted to kill my child. He's a murderer. Why did such a bad person become the president?
"And you know, the prosecutor has a lead on who killed your Dad..." I stop thinking about what I heard.
"W-who?" I ask tearfully.
"They haven't told me yet, but I know it's my Dad."
I followed what he said. We haven't seen each other since. I've been here in Bicol with Sab for a week now. No one knows me here, and I'm thankful that she agreed to let me stay here while I hide. Sab's family is kind to me, and I rarely go out, they treat me like a daughter because Sab is their only child.
"It's okay, dear, you'll get through this. Just trust," Nanay Lina comforts me inside.
"I'm nervous because of the two of us and our unborn child. What if he forgets about us?" I tell them what I really think.
The drama when you're pregnant.
"Don't say that. A man who truly loves you will be strong and fight for you. And don't think too much, the baby might be affected," Tatay Nelo advises me.
I'm nervous when I wake up to the sound of my ringing phone. It's a text from Shuan.
"It's Shuan, go to the bus station at 5:00 a.m. We're leaving and getting away from Dad." I read his message.
It's only 4 o'clock, but I wake up and get dressed. Half an hour later, I leave the house without Nanay knowing, just leaving a note that I'm leaving and thanking them for all their help.
When I arrive at the bus station, there are many people here. I open my phone and text that I'm here.
"Baby, go to the white van and get in. We'll use this to go to the airport. I can't go out, my dad is looking for me."
I feel nervous and happy as I approach the vehicle where he is. When I'm in front of it, I just touch the door when it suddenly opens and masked men inside quickly pull me in and cover my mouth with a cloth.
"Help..." I mumble weakly as my vision slowly blurs.
"Wake up, the child of traitors is awake."
I slowly open my eyes again. When I see where I am, my lips part in shock.
"Surprise, darling."
My eyes quickly well up with tears as I see the man I love tied to a chair and covered in bruises.
"I just had a simple request, to be the wife of my son and let him slowly kill you with pain, but you didn't do that. Like your father, you made my son fall in love with you and use him until you find a replacement, someone better than him." he adds.
"I won't do that!" I finally cry.
"You won't? Like father, like son," he laughs even though there's nothing funny.
"If your father didn't take away my beloved woman, you shouldn't be here. You could have lived happily, but that didn't happen, so I just took your father's life."
"W-what?" I stutter.
He killed my father without mercy.
"Yes, it only took one shot, and he was gone. And I did the same to your mother. I couldn't get her, so I just killed her so no one else could get her, but you were born and hidden!" he continues shouting.
I burst into tears. "Stop it. My child's father is your grandson. This is your Grandchild!" I scream at him.
He just laughs.
"If your father didn't steal my beloved woman, you wouldn't be here. You would have been happy. But that didn't happen, so I just took your father's life."
"Is that so?" tears streaming down my face.
"Who will save you if your superhero has already been beaten by my men?" he laughs.
"There's no mercy for you!"
"It's been a long time." he smiles at me.
My eyes widen as he takes out a gun from behind. He points it at me and smiles.
"Goodbye, dear."
I close my eyes tightly. And then I heard the successive shots of the gun.
I don't know what happened next because my vision went
dark and my eyes closed.