I Have A Bun In The Oven, Papa Don't Disgrace Me

May 16, 2021

Part I

I Have A Bun In The Oven

Suddenly, a warm hand held my waist that sent goosebumps to my body, and it dragged me closer to his frame.

"Why you didn't tell me that you're good at dancing?"

It was Rey and his whisper tickled my ear. The peppermint scent of his mouth and his blue eyes were like hypnotizing that I can't take my eyes off him.

....

Part II

"Wanna dance with me?"

I felt like a part of me come out to play, to feel the vibe of the music, and my body went wild and free. We both dance skin to skin and sweats were sticky but we didn't care.

"Here Jane, one more." Ann handed me a bottle of alcohol.

"Thank you, Rey, take care of her."

"You're welcome." With a wink.

"What was that?" I asked.

"Nothing." He smiled.

It was my first time to dance like crazy on the dance floor with a stranger, or should I say, an acquaintance, with a bottle of alcohol in my hand. After I guess an hour of dancing, I was quite drunk. A careless man accidentaly pushed me and I bumped on Rey's body. I felt the warmth of his skin and his masculine body. My eyes searched for his, and I landed on a blue orb, mischievous and looked like aiming for something.

Rey pulled my waist closer and A soft sound escaped from my mouth. I felt like I wasn't on my own body. My hands traveled through his masculines up to the prone of his head. I heard the clock ticks on the wall and seemed like people dancing around us were slowing down. Something that I could only see in the fiction movies. He slowly bent his head down to reach for my lips and he brushed his to mine delicately. The taste of his lips lingered far even after we stopped that I craved for more.

"You want more?" He whispered softly while touching his forehead on mine, I nodded and we slip in the crowd arm in arm.

The next day I woke up with a headache and my body was covered with a thick quilt. It seemed like there's a monster in my head that started clawing at my mind.

"Good morning sleepy head." Says Ann before sipping her cup of black coffee.

"Where are we?"

"In a hotel just above Central bar."

"Hotel? It's expensive!"

"The hell I care, it's free anyway."

"What do you mean?"

"Common' Jane, don't be stupid."

"And why am I naked?"

"Seriously, you don't know?" While raising her right eyebrow.

"D**n" Words of profanity came out from my mouth when I remember what happened the last night.

"Where is Rey?"

"He left already, has something important ro run."

"What have I done?" I said while slapping my forehead.

"Fai ti la. We need to go back home." Shouted Ann.

And I hurriedly packed my stuff with the thought of my angry boss waiting for me at the doorsteps.

"Hello, Jane! Are you still there?

I ran to my boss's drawer and pulled out her pregnancy test kit.

"This can not be," I said to myself while pulling out the kit with shaking hands. Then I went back to the toilet and slammed the door.

A moment later.

I was sitting in the corner of the comfort room with a face like a wet weekend. The ones smiling lips turn down in the mouth after seeing the two red lines. How can I vomit out these negative thoughts and fears? It will ruin my integrity especially that four months from now I'll be going back home. I started to break out in a cold sweat and a bundle of nerves rises underneath my bare skin.

It's hard to fathom how I ended up having a bun in the oven. Can I even handle this? I will rather be ignorant than being in this unexpected situation that made my blood run cold. I can't just let this bun grow without a father figure.

I'm single for Pete's sake and this is a bolt from the blue. But life won't just grow without conception.

I picked up my phone and called Ann.

"Ann, it's positive." She didn't talk.

"Just tell your boss about that, you're going back home in September anyway."

I wasn't worried about my boss, I was more worried about the reaction of my neighbors, my family, especially my father. He's a monster if he's mad. What if he disgrace me as his child?

"But my father Ann." She knows my father well, and I know she knows what I meant.

"What do you want then? Abort it? It's a sin!"

"Of course not, I even want to have a child. But how will I raise a kid without a father? I'll be jobless four months from now. Do you know where Rey is?"

"Sorry Jane, I called Abby earlier and she said that Rey went back to England two weeks ago. Abby said Rey asked about you, have you received his message?"

With that thought I opened my WhatsApp and checked the unread messages I received from an unknown number a few weeks ago.

Hi Jane,

I'm sorry for leaving you without notice
that day as I need some important matter 
to run.
After that night, I can't take you off
my mind. 
I think back to the first time I laid
eyes on you. You were covering your nose
while entering the bar. I was at the bar 
counter that time and watching 
you from afar. When you sat down at our 
spot, I felt happy and silently looking 
at you. You're
quite shy but looked clever. You seemed 
to be irritated looking at my friends 
kissing in front of you and I found 
it cute and funny.

I knew right then, that I have found
someone incredible. Ever since that very 
moment, all I want is to hold your hand
and get your name. 

You were dancing wild on the dance floor
and you took my breath away.
I can't stand seeing you from
the corner dancing with random people. I
rather be the one to touch you, as you 
will be safer in my arms. I asked 
permission from Ann and gladly she 
allowed me to.

Sorry for kissing you but I
did not regret it. 

And at the hotel, it wasn't just l*s*
coz' I felt love. Although, I know you
won't remember everything once you 
wake up.

The memories with Rey started to enter my mind, from the bar to the dance floor, and at the hotel, it's all vivid clear now.

One more thing I haven't told you. 
I have a fiancé in England and I'll be 
going back one week from now. A fiance 
that I don't even love. It's an 
arranged marriage I am supposed to enter
to. But if you will allow me to stay,
then I'll choose you. If you won't reply 
after a week, that means you don't want
me to.

D*mn. The only word that came out from my mouth while reading his messages. The last one made my tears to fell.

Five hours left before my departure time.
I'm still waiting for your reply. 

I guess this is your answer. One week  
from now I'll be a married man. If the 
universe will allow us to meet again, 
I hope you will still remember my face. 
Please take care. 

I fell to pieces with the thought of him marrying his fiance.

I liked him already that day with just a small amout of time we had. But I became busy days after and doesn't even had a time to check my messages. Even Ann and me haven't met yet after the party. "How am I suppose to handle this, now that he's married already." Tears started to roll down my face and I felt like I'll be ruining my future.

I startled by the ring tone of my phone and saw my father's name calling.

"Hello nak, how are you?"

"Pa...

I'm pregnant, please don't disgrace me."

Fin.

That's all folks. Sorry for giving you a cliff-hanging lame ending 😜🤪. I'll gonna end this now. 🤣🤣 (He's gone 😭😭)

Thanks for reading.

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