6. CRAVINGS

“What does he want?”

              Feby was clearly upset. Her precious time with Ares was interrupted by a call from the man's first wife. Only then did she realize who she was.

              Meanwhile, Ares was now poking at his cell phone while glancing at Feby who was starting to frown. Inevitably he rubbed his second wife's head gently. As if giving a code that things were still under control.

[“Yes, honey. I know.”]

[“...”]

[“Yes. That's it. I am busy right now.”]

              The call for about two minutes ended. Ares breathed a sigh of relief, while Feby still looked angry.

“Angry huh, hmm?” Ares gently tweaked the tip of Feby's chin. The man then landed his lips in the same place.

Feby, who did not want to spoil the atmosphere, shook her head and then changed her face to cheerful again. “I miss you. Do you know, baby?”

“Yes, sweetheart. I'm here now.”

              There were many more sweet words spoken by Ares. Making Feby lulled until she ended up continuing their hot game together until the night was getting late.

***

              As if never satisfied, this time it was Ares' turn to control Feby. Their morning activities opened with exercise on the bed for who knows how many rounds.

              Feby clearly felt victorious as she was now above the clouds. Her age, 18 years younger than Ares, makes her husband addicted to the role they are currently playing. It's natural for a young wife to be more challenging, right?

“Ares, our child is moving again,” chuckled Feby, who was enjoying the cake in her right hand.

“Oh yeah?”

              Feby's nod made Ares, who was only wearing boxers, move closer. Then put a hand on the distended stomach. Until a few seconds later, both of them chuckled.

“I think he's really happy because he was visited by ... oh yeah. What will we call our child? Papa Mama or what?”

“Papa Mama is more interesting,” Ares said quickly. The man still hadn't removed his hand from there. He was now stroking it gently. “Be well, son. Papa is looking forward to seeing you.”

“Yes, baby. Visit me and my mom often,” whined Feby as if representing the voice of her baby.

              Ares responded with a big smile. Showing both dimples that also added to the man's good looks. Of course, the behavior just now was one of the reasons that made Feby even more fascinated with him.

“I told Angga to bring food for us until tonight. Take another look. Anything you want to add, hmm?”

              For some reason, Feby suddenly thought of a brilliant idea. Maybe it was time for her to repay Angga's rude treatment yesterday. Until then the pregnant woman began tapping her fingers in front of her lips.

“Actually I want something,” Feby murmured a little doubtfully.

Ares, who always agreed to her requests, frowned. “What is it? What do you want to eat, hem?”

“Not food anyway.” Feby shook her head quickly.

“So what, hmm? Jewelry? New bag?”

              Feby grimaced. She then came closer and whispered something right in Ares' ear. Afterward, she blinked her eyes repeatedly while wearing a pitiable face.

“Honey?” Ares chuckled then. “Are you... serious?”

“Hu um.”

              Feby inwardly squealed with joy after hearing Ares convey his wish to Angga. You can imagine how upset her husband's personal assistant was. However, she didn't care. When else would she want to get revenge while she had the chance?

              The door to the hotel room was already wide open. Soon Angga emerged from there. Meanwhile, Feby, who had just finished bathing, peeked out from where she was standing.

“Sorry. The wife's cravings are a little strange,” said Ares to Angga who was in their room now.

Angga just nodded while forcing a smile. The man then looked down without intending to say anything.

“Baby,” called Feby who pretended not to notice the existence of her husband's personal assistant. Until then he glanced to the side with a sly smile.  "Angga is here. I thought it was still long.”

“It was almost a minute ago, dear. What now? Do you want him here after delivering the food or -”

“Just join us,” Feby cut in quickly. “I want to eat while looking at him like this.”

              Trust me. Angga's face was bright red by now. While Feby was indifferent while enjoying the catfish with peanut sauce in front of her. She even deliberately made an intimate scene with Ares to prove that her position was now favorable.

              Half an hour had passed. Now Feby's stomach is full. Even so, her heart is cheerful. Especially after confirming again that Angga was still wearing the pink shirt he wanted earlier.

“Your request is quite strange, dear. Why does it have to be Angga? Why don't I wear that shirt, hmm?” Ares muttered while shaking his head.

Feby casually shrugged her shoulders. “I wonder too, but this is our baby's request. Maybe he was upset that Angga came to the room that time, instead of you.”

“Honey?”

“It's okay, baby.” Feby started to whine. “I'm already satisfied. Oh yes. Thank you, Angga. You can go now.”

“Okay. Excuse me.”

              Feby was very happy after pranking Angga. In her heart, she felt satisfied that she could use pregnancy as a means of revenge. That was the result of daring to upset him.

              Enjoying the sunset was the beauty she and Ares were feeling right now. Sitting close together on the balcony of their room, they were busy discussing how to welcome the birth of their future baby.

“I'm going to have a c-section, Mas. I'm afraid of having a normal birth,” Feby said during their conversation. “Besides, it will keep my pussy tight. I can continue to spoil you.”

Ares laughed at the vulgar statement just now. He nodded while lightly rubbing the thin beard that grew on his jawline. “Whatever you want. What matters is that you're happy, darling. Our child is also healthy and safe.”

“That's all right. What about the date, when would be good? Do you have time until at least the fourth week of next month?”

“Whatever you want,” Ares replied later.

Feby was even happier to hear what he had just said. “So you're ready whenever I'm going to give birth?”

              The husband's shaking made the smile on Feby's beautiful face slowly fade. Instantly she knew that the man she loved would never be able to accompany her.

“Hey! Don't start again, honey. Did you forget who your husband is, hmm?” murmured Ares who then held her body tightly from the side.

“Yes,” replied Feby who bowed her head.

              Wake up, Feb. Let alone appearing in public, even going home will never happen.

              That's what Feby is lamenting right now.