She told me she vomited last night… and the night before we had been together!
She called me at 8:00 in the morning to tell me ‘I had the most ridiculous sperms ever… to have penetrated through her barriers. And mine’.
I laughed for some time… and then some more before saying ‘What the kcuf!’
What followed next was a hodgepodge of Google researches, remembrances of when and where and how and why, cold arguments…
And the decision was made!!! A preggers test would be taken (At my house. By her)
Although we chose to ignore (Or rather she threatened me to!) the fact that:
‘NNNothing had even happened… everything had been in the ‘fore’ because by the time the ‘play’ could come, my watchman called to tell me dad’s car was back”
But before I could elaborate more on that thought, she was standing on my doorstep. Holding her bag with two hands, smiling with two lips. It was the first time I noticed she had disfigured lips! And before I could notice more, she stormed to my kitchen. She was drinking cold water.
And she drank with vengeance,
Like the drunkard in the bar!
Her armpits wet with sweat…
I could smell from far.
Her bag was my item of interest though. Which did disappoint me when it unveiled an iPhone big and Cadbury thin (While I was expecting an enormous apparatus!), medicine-like sachet, pink in color… and I thought: Pink or White?
I took a picture!
And was almost confident about the process after I read the instructions 5 times.
While 5 is the amount of minutes it took to decide our fate.
The quietness still looms in my head… of the day when I took my first pregnancy test! With her.
4 comments:
Awesome post =)
But it isn't true...is it?
welll.... thats all I can say! Well...
I like how you've described the first experience of a 'Preggers test'. So what was the result. :P You left the story incomplete!
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