You're doing this on purpose

He gave me a look, I swear if looks could kill, I'll be six feet under right now. I was trying so hard not laugh.

"why make me cook if you know that your not going to eat?" with a mouth full of food I turn to look at him with puppy dog eyes, swallowing my food I said "don't blame me, blame the living being growing inside of me, he or she change its mind." he grumbled and went to his seat.

"Amaya, will you like to go out tomorrow? I know you've been stuck in here since you came, I know my brother won't take you out." I heard Lydia say, I wonder how they are related, they are two different people, one is kind and the other well you know already.

"Sure, I am tired of sitting here and doing nothing." I said to her and she hummed. I ate my meal though it wasn't as tasteful as i thought it was, I wonder what happened because I tasted it earlier and everything was fine.

"Mason I have a question to ask but not here." I heard Lydia say,
"sure we will talk in my study after this." its none of my business so I didn't ask anything about it.

"I am done, I'll be in the room." I left them on the table, with an apple in my hand I make my way the room.

I turn to look at Lydia after she left, wondering what she wants to talk about. "what do you want to talk about?" I ask her since Amaya has gone to rest.

"why don't you tell me and that about her?" she ask, I had a hint about what she wanted to say.

"because I know mom won't approve of it, l will wait till Amaya gives birth before telling her. You know how mom can be." she purse her lips thinking about something, she said

"how are you going to hide her pregnancy from mom, especially when the baby pump starts showing." she is right but then

"mom called and she said they are extending their vacation for some months, this should be okay for now, we will think about what to do when they come back." I tired sigh left her lips, she said "okay, I'll be here if you need me." I smiled.

In the room, Amaya thought it wise to tell her. family about her current condition.

I dial my brother's number, he pick on the third ring "hello Bloss,"

"hello princess, how are you?" his voice sounded like someone who just woke up from sleep. "were you sleeping?" I asked.

"yes I decided to take a rest, I have a slight headache." should I tell him about it? what if it only increases his headache? I ask myself. No I should tell him and Bello.

"sorry about that, have you taking medicine?you should drink paracetamol or medik 55." I advise, I heard him hum, his voice sounding stressed.

"are you okay princess?" he ask me, I took in my bottom lips due to nervousness.

"are with Bello?" I ask him.
"yes we are together, he says hi." I smiled
"can you put me on speaker? I want tell you something, both you and Bello and mom too."
"I am on speaker mode."

"ugh, I just found out today that I.. uh. am two weeks gone." there was silence, I could feel my palms growing wet, the nervousness sipping into my soul.

"how are you holding on?" I heard Bello ask.
"am fine, there's nothing to be worried about." I inform him.

"Don't beat yourself OK, we are in this together.... Hold on mom wants to talk to you." I felt my breath hitched.

"Amaya?" I heard her soft voice through the phone.

"mom, mom am sorry, I didn't mean to disappoint you." I cried out

"hush now baby, don't cry, think about the baby in your womb. You shouldn't stress yourself, it might cause complications and we don't want that." came her motherly voice, fill with love and care.

"I know and I will be careful." I dry my tears.
"I wish I was there to take care of you and my grandchild." I shut my eyes, this child is first grandchild yes, but the baby is in fact none of us our family.

"mom it's not like this will be last child, I am going to give birth to children in the future, same as Bello and Blossom." she chuckled. we spoke for a while and disconnected the call, my chest feels light now.

Late at night when everyone was fast asleep, I woke up from my sleep because I was tasty, I took the jug of water which was on the bedstand.

And idea flash in my mind and I gave a wicked grin mar my face, the dump ass man doesn't know that a two weeks old pregnancy can't make a pregnant woman behave like I am doing now.

I shook him harshly on his shoulder, he woke up with a frown on his face "what?" he asked.

"I want to have orange juice, freshly squeezed." He grunt "then go get it, why wake me up? for the love of God, it is two in the morning." with raise brows I said

"how do you expect me to get it myself? who got me pregnant? whose baby is this in my womb?" gathering up tears in my eyes, I let fall.

"fine! I'll get it for you." he left, a wicked smirk on my lips, I dry the tears on my cheek "you haven't seen anything yet." I lay down on the bed, acting like I am sleeping.

He came in thirty minutes later with a glass of orange juice, I peep through the duvet which was hanging on the bridge of my nose.

A tired sigh left his lips, he place the glass of juice on the bedstand and came to my side, his hands gently shook my shoulder but I didn't open my eyes, "Amaya" he called, slowly I opened my eyes.

He took the glass of juice and gave it to me but I didn't collect it, "I don't want that anymore, took a lot of time and my craving flew out the window. I am tired, let me sleep." I lay back down but my eyes didn't shut, I gauge his expression and trust me, it was priceless.

"your doing this on purpose." he said, with a loud thud, he dropped the glass and got to bed, God, I am still surprised as to how I didn't laugh.