49 Strong

He quickly hugged me tightly when he caught up with me. "That's a boy!"

I cried. “The pain is gone! How did they do this to me ?! ” I'm a kid shot by a favorite toy. It hurts so much on my part.

"I know ... I know but you have to be strong," he said pitifully.

I struggle to get out of his grip. If I could run from here to the airport, I would. I can only see the child and the man.

“Please, let me go. Let me go! I will follow them, ”I pleaded. The cold and tears have mixed on my face.

"I can't." he shook his head.

"P-please ..."

“You’re pregnant. Kiera is pregnant. You are making your child Jayar pregnant. ”

Suddenly my world stopped spinning and stopped crying. Stupidly I looked at him and was shaken.

"B-I'm pregnant?"

He nodded slowly. "Those are the findings of the Doctor who looked at you. Jay didn't know it and he also didn't know that you lost consciousness last night. ”

I laughed heartily, closed my eyes and shook my head. I was suddenly dizzy and lost strength.

Somehow I am happy with the news that I am pregnant and the father is Jayar but the reality itself is knocking at me now that I am not. They took the child and a new offspring grew in my womb. Should I celebrate it? The pain that enveloped me was unforgivable. I want to get lost but my body is weakening.

"Are you okay? The Doctor said, "You should not be stressed or go through severe depression because your pregnancy is sensitive."

I nodded slowly. I don’t know where I’m going to draw this strength. The person who promised me to love and fight for me seems to have left me. Even if it hurts; so much pain, I can handle it for my pregnancy.

“I'm just here, your friend Kiera. I will never leave you. I'm here to help you get up. ”

I did not answer. One after another, I lost consciousness and I did not realize that I had lost consciousness.

FOUR years of my life passed quickly. I gave birth to two twin boys. They inherited their father's face which until now has remained imprinted in my heart but my mind has forgotten. I no longer need a Jayar Montevidad in my life.

With Esan's help, I was able to get up even with great difficulty. I almost go crazy every time I wake up and I sleep without Jai. I feel like I'm going crazy to lose two important and dear ones. But now, they are just in the corner of my heart and hidden.

When I gave birth to Erson and Jaysan, I finally accepted that Jayar and I really didn't exist. Everything he promised was not true and the love he was saying was a big lie. I thought he was ready to fight me. I thought that my life would be happy with him but because of an accident, time changed the love he said. Anger overwhelmed him and he even missed the child.

I was just mad at myself for being stupid but now, I have learned a lot. And what I learned I will use to continue with my two super cute twins.

"Ate, I put your twins to sleep," Mela told me when I arrived in the afternoon. Mela is still in my possession and she is one of my witnesses of how hard and painful life is to me.

“How's my twin's whole day, Mela? Are they okay? ” smiling I asked and headed to my son’s nursery room.

“Upo Ate. Sir Esan visited them earlier. They even played and fought. ”

I nodded. The young man really helped me a lot. He was there when I desperately needed something to lean on. He provided us with a home to live in and necessities for daily expenses. He stopped me from working when I was pregnant. They visit me on weekends and make me happy when I'm sad. He was a good friend and I am very grateful to him. I smiled when I saw Erson and Jaysan sleeping soundly. I approached the two of them and gave each of them a kiss.

"Mommy!"

I turned to the door. I laughed when I saw Esan carrying another toy. He always jokes with me like this when we are at home. After she placed the toy next to the children, I guided her out to the kitchen to make coffee. We didn’t go home together because ‘he didn’t come in. He allegedly took care of something. I have worked with him since my twin was two years old.

I brewed two coffees for each of us.

"I have news about Jayar ..."

I stopped sipping and looked at him. "Please don't want to hear his name again."

He nodded and apologized. I asked him before that no matter what happens, I hope the young man does not know that he has a child with me. It's enough that once they kidnapped Jai from me. They don’t have a heart and that’s how I think of Jayar.

We live in a subdivision with Mela that is owned by Esan’s family. He had a kind family background and considered me family. Her parents really wanted us to live in their house but I refused. So embarrassing.

After we drank coffee, he ate dinner here and helped me prepare it. Occasionally here he sleeps at home but he is in the other room. No malice. The two of us are considered best friends even though I notice in the corner of my eye that until now, Esan still loves me. But I can’t meet her love. My heart was closed and the pain that came out of it remained fresh. Only time knows how long it will heal and be ready to receive new love again.

That night, I stood beside two children. In their room I slept and hugged the two. In my heart, I really miss my son Jai but that's all.

JAYAR’S P.O.V.

I recognized shots of the brandy my three brothers and I were drinking at a bar but I still hadn't been struck by the spirit of alcohol. The three of us were together because we were both off duty.

“You're getting drunk again bro. It's easy!" Brother Bren tapped me on the shoulder.

“Until now, have you still not forgotten the woman you loved in the Philippines? Bro, you are married, ”Ermel said immediately.

I took a deep breath and reached for a bottle of brandy. I swallowed it straight away and almost dropped it. "Damn!" I couldn't help but close my eyes and cry.

Until now nothing has changed. I still love Kiera but it was overshadowed by anger and ego. I made the wrong decision to move away that day and return to the States with the child. I was so wrong. It was as if I had made my own knife and stabbed myself in the heart. I felt a lot of suffering but I tried to keep in mind that we were not really for each other, that she was not the woman for me because it was the time that rejected us.

But the truth is, I refused. I gave up. I shouldn’t have exercised those moments with my treacherous pride. I should have exercised my heart. I should have exercised my love for Kiera but out of anger and jealousy, my love was overshadowed. That was replaced by hatred and fury. I was wrong but I can't change what happened. I have hurt so much the woman I still love. I kept the child away from him even though I knew I would hurt him badly. I left him like a rag that has been used and now I am the one who suffers the most.