Diary of Fragile Heart (Spin of Loving You Too Long)

Gladwin hugged his wife’s trembling body tightly, stroking her back and kissing the side of her head.

“I know. That’s why I’ve been patient. Waiting for you to contact me first, even though I was actually frustrated myself.

“I thought you would take revenge by leaving me for five years before finally coming back,” he whispered with a smile on his face.

Flavia moved away from his body and looked at her husband. Gladwin, instead, reached for her waist again and led Flavia to the bed.

“I once left you for five years, and I thought you would make me suffer for that long too,” she answered honestly. Flavia smiled, feeling guilty.

“I did intend to do that,” she replied casually, which left Gladwin wide-eyed. But then Flavia smirked mischievously. “But turns out, I’m not that strong.” She pulled Gladwin’s right hand and placed it on her flat stomach. Her left hand pressed the back of Gladwin’s hand while her right hand touched Gladwin’s jaw. “We want to be close to you,” she whispered before kissing the corner of Gladwin’s lips. Gladwin tensed, his eyes widening.

“We?” he asked, unsure, looking at Flavia’s face while his hand rubbed her stomach. Flavia smiled and nodded. “You…?” he asked again, and Flavia just nodded again.

“Oh, my God,” he said, deeply moved as he hugged Flavia tightly. “Oh, my God, is this a miracle for us?” Gladwin kissed Flavia’s stomach, resting his head there while his hand embraced his wife’s waist. Flavia hugged her husband’s shoulder and kissed his head. “When did you find out about this, Darling?” Gladwin looked up. Their eyes met with teary gazes.

Flavia tried to divert her tears by looking at Gladwin’s slightly long hair, which she deliberately combed with her hands.

“Yesterday afternoon,” she replied softly, her voice slightly hoarse from holding back tears. “I didn’t know and didn’t realize that I was pregnant. At first, I felt dizzy and my stomach ached. But unexpectedly, I fainted at Uncle Gian’s house. Uncle called a doctor to the house, and after the examination, the doctor said there was a possibility that I was pregnant.

“I bought a pregnancy test kit, and the result indeed showed two lines. Then this morning, Uncle Gian took me to the obstetrics clinic recommended by the doctor. And I saw it, our little baby is already fourteen weeks old,” she replied again.

“So, does that mean?” Gladwin smiled. “When you left, it means?” Flavia nodded. “Oh, my God…”

“Forgive me, if only I had been a little more patient then…” she whispered again.

Gladwin shook his head. “Don’t apologize,” said Gladwin, rubbing Flavia’s stomach again. “Our story has to be like this,” he continued, filled with emotion. “My baby, keep growing and healthy in your mother’s womb. Your mother and I are very happy with your presence.” He said and kissed Flavia’s stomach again.

Something squeezed Flavia’s heart, and she knew it wasn’t sadness or disappointment. It was happiness.

Gladwin rose from his seat, climbed onto the bed, sitting with his back leaning against the stack of pillows he arranged high. He opened his arms wide, inviting Flavia to enter his embrace.

Without much talk, Flavia crawled onto the bed and returned to the arms of her dearly missed husband. The one she loved so much. Gladwin’s right hand became a cushion under Flavia’s neck, his palm tilting her head so he could kiss the top of it. Meanwhile, his left hand reached for Flavia’s body and pulled her closer.

Flavia’s left hand was bent in front of her chest while her right hand hugged Gladwin’s waist just as tightly. The two bodies longing for each other merged in a tight embrace with their legs intertwined.

“I love you so, so, so much, Flavia Hampton,” said Gladwin with a voice so melodious in Flavia’s ears. Flavia looked up, pulling her husband’s face down towards hers.

“And I also love you so, so, so, so much, my husband, Gladwin Hampton,” she said without ever diverting her gaze from Gladwin’s eyes. She wanted Gladwin to know that there was no doubt in her words.

Gladwin laughed. “You don’t want to lose, huh?” he said. Flavia smiled. ‘Oh God, Your creation is so beautiful and wonderful. Thank you for making her my wife. I swear to God, I will never leave her no matter what. Allow us to live together in heaven. But if we must part, let only death separate us.’ Gladwin’s prayer in his heart. Before he turned his wife’s body over so she lay on her back.

Gladwin pinned his wife down, making sure his weight didn’t burden Flavia’s stomach. Slowly, he lowered his head. He kissed Flavia’s forehead, then moved to her nose, then to her left and right cheeks. Then her chin, ending with a gentle kiss on her lips. Flavia clasped her hands around his neck, slipping her fingers through the black hair of her husband, pulling him closer.

Their lips met in longing. Their tongues caressed each other. It was unclear who moaned and sighed. What was certain was that both felt the pleasure of the pent-up longing they had held back for so long.

Gladwin pulled Flavia up. He took off the T-shirt and jeans that had been pressing against him, leaving himself naked. The lower part of his body was already erect and firm. Then he slowly removed his wife’s clothes until she was wearing nothing.

Gladwin pulled Flavia onto his lap. Flavia wrapped her legs around her husband’s waist. They kissed again. Slowly, but it felt so arousing. Gladwin untied Flavia’s hair, throwing it aside.

Just as Flavia’s fingers had slipped into his hair, Gladwin also slipped his fingers into his wife’s long hair. They continued kissing with their hands touching each other, seeking the pleasure they had withheld for months.

Gladwin lay down, pulling his wife’s body into his embrace. Their bodies were covered in sweat. Their breaths were still racing, and their chests were pounding so hard. Oh God, this is the beauty of marrying the one you love. Gladwin kissed Flavia’s head again. He gently stroked his wife’s back. And it was unclear who closed their eyes first, but both of them fell asleep not long after.