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I turn to look at who's there, and see a man who looks old, wearing a black shirt and a red trouser, with a blond hair.

"Who are you?" I ask trying to hold my tears.

"I am David, call me Dave." He sighs. 

"So why did you stop me from doing what I want to do?" I ask, a drop of tear coming out of my mouth as he sits on the head of the big fountain.

"My dear, please have you sit." He puts his two hands at his both sides on the head, as I sit close to him crying.

"Why are you crying?" He asks.

"You can't understand Dave." I sniff in.

"Why?" He uses his left hand to hold my hand.

"Because you are not in my position." I begin to sob as he sighs.

"I might not be, but I can advice you."

"Well, okay."

*********

"And so that is my story." I continue sobbing.

"So, you wanted to commit suicide because of a man?" He uses his hand to touch my chin, and faces my head to his.

"Listen to me." He sighs. "Men are so wicked." He holds my two hands. "The man you want to commit suicide for is right in your house enjoying his life with another woman." He removes his left hand from mine, and uses it to touch my cheek. "Look at you, who will see you and say you are not beautiful? Don't spoil yourself because of a foolish man, he is enjoying himself, while you are here crying and about to commit suicide." 

"Dave,"

"You can just easily divorce him." He adds as a shake my head and sniff in. "There is,"

"I can't." I interrupt him as he gives me a confused look.

"Why?"

"Because I'm pregnant." I begin to sob as he opens his mouth.

"Oh my, you didn't tell me you were pregnant, I thought." He removes his right hand from mine.

"I am pregnant."

"Well, you are pregnant, but that doesn't mean you can't divorce him, I mean you can be a single mother." He smiles a little.

"I can't." I stop with my sobbing and sniff in.

"What do you mean?" He asks, no longer smiling.

"I can't let my child be fatherless, I am so sorry but me making my child fatherless is not what I will do." I retort in a low and not a rude tone.

"But,"

"I am so sorry Dave, my child will still want to have a father." I sigh.

"Okay."

"Dave, I am so sorry if I was being rude,"

"No no no no no." He smiles. "You were just telling me your mind."

"Thank you for understanding Dave."

"Well, even though you might not divorce him, I will still advice you to not do anything he asks you to do, make him know who you are, make him know you are not his maid, make him know he is useless without you." He smiles as I nod then smile.

"Then my child and I will be best friends." I chuckle.

"So you must never attempt to commit suicide?" He smiles. "Now what I advice you to do is to go to a theatre and enjoy yourself? watch a movie? and take your medication? Then after that you can go to the mall? Enjoy yourself?" He tells me as I nod.

"Thank you so much Dave." I smile.

"You haven't told me your name?" He reminds me as I nod smiling.

"I'm Babe." I tell him as he reaches his pocket and brings out money, as he stretches his hand.

"Just take this as he gift from me, you can use it to go to the theatre." He smiles as I collect it.

"Thanks, I'm 23." I tell him my age not knowing why.

"I'm 69." He tells me as I open my mouth.

"That means I'll call you dad." I joke as we both laugh.

"Now I think you should go back home and prepare for the theatre."

********

I take a blue long gown from my wardrobe.

I think I'll wear this to go the theatre next week. 

I smile.

"Babe!" Kelvin's voice causes me to fling realising the grip of the cloth from my hand, making it dirty as I groan.

This guy needs some manners.

I remember what Dave said then smirk as I walk downstairs, and see Kelvin looking angry.

"You stupid woman, where is my food?" He asks sounding and looking angry.

"Why are you asking me?" I ask trying to make him know I'm not his maid.

"What do you mean?" He asks looking like he's getting more angy. "You are my wife so you have the right to cook for me,"

"But do I have the right not to cook for you?" I ask folding my hand resting them on my chest.

"No you don't." He replies me as I eye him.

"I have the right to do whatever I want, and if I say I don't want to, I won't." I give him an elderly look, and walk upstairs.

Kelvin's p.o.v

—————–––

I groan, then sit on the couch as I feel an arm massaging my back which makes me feel good.

"Why are you feeling sad?" Babe's voices causes me to involuntarily turn, as I see her massaging my back.

"Babe, it is you who's making me feel sad." I reply her facing the front enjoying the cool massage.

"Well, I just did it because of what you have been doing to me." She stops massaging my back and comes to my front as I stand up, then move close to her, standing at her front.

"Well, I don't like it, I am the head of the family." I tell her in a low tone as I close my eyes and we kiss.

I open my eyes and see she's no longer there, it was all my imagination, she was not here at all.

I sigh, then sit down. 

This girl is such a fool, I hate her.

********

Babe's p.o.v

——————

I smile, then look at my stomach.

The child coming out of this stomach, I am so happy to have you, you will be my first child, and might be my last child, but I don't care, as long as I have a child.

I yawn, then look at the time.

Wow, I didn't know the time has gone, this is 8:12.

I said I want to be sleeping by eight.

I lay on the bed, then use the blanket to cover my body.

*********

"Babe!" Kelvins voice causes me to open my eyes as I groan really annoyed.

I am pregnant and this fool is waking me up.

I check the time at the wall clock and it's 9:54.

I said I want to be waking up by eleven, then order food to eat, this Kelvin is a fool.

I stand up from the bed, then put on my slippers.

"Babe!" He screams my name again as I roll my eyes and exhale.

I walk out of the door folding my hands together resting them on my chest.

I walk downstairs, and see him frowning.

"You foolish woman!" He walks up to me folding his hand like I've made him so angry and he's about to punch me, but putting his hands down. "What have I done to deserve this?!"

"Go to the point fool." I get a little angry, but tell him in a cool way, not really interested to know.

"You are calling me a fool?" His eyes turning red. "When you are a big fool!" His vains showing, as I sigh.

"What do you have to say?" I ask as he grabs my arm, pinching it.

"What have I done to you?" He ask making me get angry and a little curious to know why he's so angry. "I hate you! I hate you!" His eyes getting more red every time he talks.

"Mr, would you tell me what I did? Or just keep blabbing?" I ask so he can tell me, why is he wasting my time?.

"You are the worst!" He tells me as I roll my eyes. 

"Just tell me." 

"Okay."

"Baby." A female's voice interrupts him, as we both involuntarily turn to look at who's there, and I see a female wearing a black mini skirt and a white shirt, which is obviously going to be the girl he'll spend the time with.

He releases his hands from mine, then walks to her, as he kisses her.

"Go to the room I'll meet you there." He tells her as she nods, then faces me eyeing me, as she hops upstairs, and he comes to me, his eyes no longer red.

"Can you just tell me why you called me? I need to go back to sleep, don't you forget I'm pregnant." I tell him. 

"Fool, after what you've done you still want to sleep?" He asks in a low angry tone.

"I am pregnant." I remind him. "Just tell me what I did."

"Okay, you."