Aggressive Aidan

Chapter Twenty-One

Months flew by quickly, I continued living with Aidan and I feel like I'm becoming more and more dependent on him. I feel like, I can't move a day without him. Alright, that maybe an exaggeration but the thing is, I know deep in my soul that I'm falling further with Aidan.

Now that I'm on my fourth month of pregnancy, my little angel is becoming more and more obvious that my dress fit a little too snug at the stomach. I guess I should start upgrading my wardrobes into maternity stuff.

I also noticed that the contours of my body seemed somehow more rounded and feminine, gently swelling and fecund. Well, this is what pregnancy is all about.

I slurped in the last drip of juice in my glass before I stood up, bringing my iPad at the kitchen counter. Today is Aidan's twenty second birthday. I don't know if he knew that I know it's his birthday, he never told me. I just saw it on my facebook notification last week.

Aidan is kind of busy these past few days, he's a graduating student. Maging ako nama'y abala sa sarili kong pag-aaral.

Today is Friday, so based on his schedule he'll be home by seven in the evening. Hindi niya ako nasundo from my last class every Friday kasi may klase siya, so I always end up hitching rides with either Kade or Oxygen. And this afternoon, it was Oxygen who sent me home. Umalis din siya kaagad dahil susunduin pa daw niya si Tita Moana sa DS Foundation.

Kanina, naisipan kong mag-luto ng dinner para samin ni Aidan. Palagi nalang kasi siya ang gumagawa noon, so I realized that this will be a little favor for him being a good husband.

Hindi naman ako magaling mag-luto, but then nowadays everything can be googled. I remember his mom told me that his favorite food is salmon and Aidan likes Italian foods.

So, I've decided to make a Cilantro Lime Salmon. Cilantro gives a fresh boost of flavor without the addition of sea salt or other seasonings and is reach in phytonutrients, flavonoids, and phenolic compounds. See, eating healthy isn't always boring.

And for his Italian cuisine, I'm making him a Cauliflower Baked Ziti. Still healthy with less carbs.

After I'm done cooking, I took a quick a shower and changed into a nice pair of lingerie, thank God it fits me. I topped it with a robe then I blow dried my hair.

When I went out of the room, I looked at the clock. It says, seven o'clock. I smiled and looked at the arrangement I made. The candlelight. The setup and everything. Perfect for the evening.

I sat behind the table as I waited for him to arrive. Normally, during Fridays, Aidan would come home like thirty minutes after seven so that we could still have dinner together. So I expect him to be here by seven thirty then.

The day had ebbed by slower than old treacle. My usual slouch had been replaced by a stiff mannequin pose. I turned my eyes on the wall, clock keeps ticking. Seven becomes eight and eight becomes nine.

I stood up and took my phone, I started calling his number but he's not picking up. I've been repeatedly being redirected to his voice mail and the Hi it's, Aidan. Leave a message thing started to annoy me.

So I stopped, I've had enough. This isn't my night, alright. Hindi ako dapat nalilipasan ng gutom. And these, all of these are just a waste of time.

I ate dinner and left everything there at the table. Even the plate and utensils I used, so he'd be able to see it. Then I went inside our room and prepared for bed.

To lessen the annoyance that is consuming me, I took one story book from the shelf nearby, it was from my OB. I started reading my baby some bedtime stories. Science says that taking to the little one inside your womb can reduce your maternal stress, and I do need to reduce the stress that's clouding me bad.