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The Mafia Monk By Lady Prim Characters: 8709

Updated: 2019-01-10 22:40


Demyan Point of View

"Do you love me?" I heard sniffling and I immediately looked down to find her crying.

Uh, what kind of question is that? Suddenly? In such situation!

"Of course I love you. That is why we are having kids." I said nonchalantly when I noticed her sniffle more and used my sweater sleeves to clean her tears and snot from her nose which I tried to ignore.

I may not tell her the whole 'I love you with my whole heart, mind and soul' speeches but isn't it clear that I'm still there with her, for her, by her side only because I have love for her.

Even though I cannot leave her by my own will, I can choose to avoid her and have flings to satisfy my needs but I'm still with her and having kids with her means I love her and I care for her.

It need not need words to tell the obvious.

"I love you toooooo, ARGH!" She yelled in pain and clutched her stomach. The nurse is still looking at the monitor saying that it still takes some time for her to dilate completely.

Right now, I'm standing near scarecrow's bed while she is struggling to deliver our first baby. It's been two years in marriage with her and to say she changed her mind-set is a foolish statement. Zinnia is still the same mental girl we ever know.

Not to mention the whole seven months of pregnancy has been the hardest time on my part. I read in books that usually pregnant women crave unusual stuff to eat but to my dismay, Zinnia's craving is what you call the definition of unusual.

The early trimester of the pregnant was tough for her due to serious morning sickness. I was so worried for her and the baby when she almost vomited everything she took in. We visited many doctors to cure it but none of their medicines could control it.

Guess what controlled her nauseousness?

Gun powder!

One day I was cleaning my favorite hand gun and Scarecrow ran into the bathroom to throw up. She was about to puke all the content in her stomach but stopped midway sniffing my hands. For a moment I didn't understand anything but then she started sniffing my gun too.

God! that was an awkward moment for me.

Who sniffs a gun and controls vomit?

Zinnia did.

That was when we discovered that the stinking ashy gun powder was her cure. Not only that, her food preference was weird too. She loved to eat baby food like cerelac and Cerber. She loved to dip her pizza in it and eat which is even weirder.

I sighed and sighed and sighed whenever she paired baby food with everything she ate. Out of curiosity, I once tasted a sandwich with Cerber fruits and nuts flavor and God was it awf

want to name your daughter?" She asked pulling out a form and waited for us to tell the name.

"Aurora" Zinnia whispered with a smile.

Aurora? Not bad. It's a very good name for our little fire here. I didn't know she already thought of a name for the baby girl. We couldn't come up with a good name even after trying for two months.

Nevertheless, it's a beautiful name.

"Aurora Lily Petrov." I finished the name cooing at my baby in my arms. The name suits her a lot. She will be one the precious people in my life.

My Aurora!

I gave her an air kiss as we are adviced to not kiss skin to skin with babies right now. The doctor noted down the name and went out leaving my family alone.

"Aurora is a good name. How did you come up with it?" I told her and kissed her soundly.

"You remember the old convenience store uncle who's ghost I always see?" She asked and I nodded remembering the story she told me.

What has this got to do with that dead man?

I don't know where her explanation is going to.

"Aurora is his wife name. After putting his wife's name to our daughter, I hope he stop appearing before me." WHAT?

WHAT THE -?

I was just being so happy for suggesting such a good name for our baby girl but as usual she has a weird story and reason behind it.

Who names their kids in such a manner?

What if our daughter comes to know about reason behind her name in the future? What will she do?

Poor my little angel! What will she go through in the coming years?

Will she become powerless like her father before her mother?

I'm so sorry, my Aurora. I can protect you from the world but not from your mother.

And...

And I love you so much, my sweet little daughter!

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