Burning Passion

CHAPTER 40: RESULT

I'm home, and glad mama did not ask why I took so long before I came back.

Later in the evening, I received a message from Miss Erika to come down to a street not that far from my apartment.

She handed me a box, and I wondered what it was.

"After you did the test, let the master know the result," she said.

Test? Then this box is? Pregnancy test kits?

Instantly, my chest throb. Anticipation overwhelms me. Tighter, I hold the box closer to my chest. I could finally see if I am pregnant now. It's been three weeks since we first made love. I bowed to Miss Erika before I closed the car door.

I guess I have a light foot walking back in the apartment. My mind filled with what result I would get.

Glad Mama was already in bed, and Jessica was reading a book in the living room. I head to the bathroom and lock it. I open the box and take out one of three test kits I found inside. I read the instructions all over again before I did the steps to get the result.

Waiting for a few minutes was like forever. I held my breath and calmed my fingers. It has been trembling non-stop.

Finally, the result is shown. I took a photo and sent an MMS to him.

It was NEGATIVE.

It means I have to sleep with him once again. Quickly, I put the test kit back to the box. I hid the test kits in my bedroom. Tomorrow, I need to throw it away somewhere.

I heaved a long sigh. It worried me, true. How could I go out tomorrow night that mama won't have any suspicious?

I can't just tell mama I will go out with some friends and then come home the next day. In the past, it was rare for me to stay overnight at a friend's house. These sudden changes would create suspicious of her and our neighbors.

I want to be careful. Mama is still in her recovery state, and she hasn't completed her treatment yet.

Sitting in my bedroom, pondering what excuses I will tell mama tomorrow, my phone screen lighted.

It was him.

"Erika will pick you up tomorrow at 1 o'clock in the afternoon."

Hmm, he had a pleasurable time, huh? It surprised me. He must think of my situation. I did not anticipate he would be this thoughtful. He perceives that it was hard for me to meet him tonight, and then stays overnight. He was considering my situation, and with this, he earns more of my trust.

By morning, I told mama that I have to meet some friends after lunch. I will go back to work soon, after then, I won't go out anymore. Mama did not doubt it and allows me instantly.

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Wearing the dress he bought for me from the last time, it feels different to come in his place during the day. Are there any differences coming here during the night?

I guess it was way more romantic to meet him at night. Anyway, the blinds of his high floor-ceiling window are down. But a soft light lit on the corner. One under the stairs, and there is also a blue light lit under the mini garden on the left corner and—

He has this time. Different wines displayed on the shelves. Once I get pregnant and give birth to his child, I wonder what arrangement we will have by then? He was just living nearby. So it was like we fall in love because we are neighbors? But that love didn't last, so the end of our story.

I dropped my body to the sofas. I was thinking of crazy plots once again, but it looks acceptable. That's right. It was easy to tell other people that we meet in the neighborhood, and it is easy for me to sneak and be with him anytime. And those nights are the time we made love and now blessed with a life growing inside me.

I was waiting for his instructions, and I think I have been sitting here for 15 minutes. I was looking at my phone the whole time and another five minutes had passed.

I began worrying. Is he coming? Either way, I don't want to ask him but will wait patiently.

30 minutes since I arrived, then finally he remembers to text me.

"I'll be late. I have to attend important matters. You can have some drinks while waiting. If you like, you can try some wine or champagne."

Hmm, he's busy. Then, okay. I will make myself like home. So what's good to drink? I am not a night-outer who will be in bars and clubs, but my course prefers me to know different liquor. A few of them are familiar to me, but some are already not in their original bottle.

I wonder what wine he drank the first time we made love. That wine is sweet which made me drunk through his kisses. Since the permits me, I will raid his shelves of drinks. How about tasting them? Right!

I went behind the counter and I picked a bottle that was half left. He must always drink this. It smelled hard, but I still tried it.

"UMM…" It's hard for me. I will try another one.

I saw a blue crystal bottle. I sniff and the smell is not that strong. I pour it to my glass and add more ice cubes.

Damn. Can't judge to its scent. It was stronger than the first one. My tongue got stung. I need something to ease the bitterness.

I run toward his huge fridge and look for something. I found lemons. I made a lot of thin slices. Carefully, I place the plate on his wine countertop. I eat two of the slices. I just feel better. This bottle has to hide somewhere. It looks alluring in the eyes, but it's super strong. I hide it behind his other drinks.

Hmm, I can't find that wine until now. There are a lot of bottles here, so which one of them?

Vodka! I had lemons here, then I need salt and everything will be perfect. I saw vodka glass inside a drawer, just below the wine shelves. I excitedly pour the liquor. I add ice and picked up one lemon. Held by my one hand, I inhaled.

"1, 2, 3…" I cupped the vodka, straight. "Hmm." Quickly, I put the lemon in my mouth. "Hah!" That's something.

I poured another glass, but I stopped on the third one. I could feel the ceiling beginning to go whirling above me, but I wanted that wine. Should I ask him?

Nah. He's busy. Maybe I will just take a guess. There is a lot here. I scanned the whole section, and something caught my eyes.

"Bingo! I finally found you!" I was happy of course. Because I had to try 5 different liquors before I found it.

I made a gradual step toward the living room. It looks like I am feeling the effects of those drinks. I am dizzying but I made it on the sofa.

"Oopsie!" I stagger my feet. Carefully, I place the bottle and glass in my other hand. I sit on the floor.

Excitedly, I made a dramatic pour in the wine glass and slowly I sip on it. Hmm, strong, but tastes the best!

Later, I can see the ceiling circling on top of me. My head.... I cannot remember what happens next.