Finding unripe mangoes was not an easy matter for Vino as a husband and father-to-be, people said when a wife was pregnant there always an appetite that is difficult to fulfill, but it was not allowed for his wife, after waiting for almost half an hour on the yacht bridge (second highest position. after the chimney) he could finally breathe a sigh of relief as the helicopter circled over his head.

He could not hear his secretary's voice shouting from inside the helicopter, he could only give sign language, asking his secretary to hand over the mangoes his wife ordered.

"Can't you call me for some reasonable business!" Kim shouted with earphones in his ears so Vino could hear his voice.

"What! I can't hear your voice, quickly give me the fruit! I'm already heated waiting for you!" he hissed in annoyance, now that the sun was almost overhead and they were in the middle of the sea, you can't imagine how hot it would be right now.

After getting what he wanted, Vino ran down the stairs, leaving Kim's annoyed face. "We're waiting at the harbor!"

Kim asked the pilot to take the helicopter back to port.

"How long will it take for the yacht to reach the port?" Kim asked the pilot in charge of the helicopter he was flying in.

"Probably about two hours!" Answer the pilot.

"I should have brought him in this helicopter earlier!" He hissed with a disappointed face.

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Vira is very happy to get what she wants.

"Honey, peel this mango skin off for me," Vira requested with a spoiled tone to her husband who was wiping the sweat on his forehead.

"Peel off?" Vino asked with a tense face, he glanced at the midwife who was standing not far from the bed, the midwife was tidying the table and putting the fruit that Vino had just brought.

"Madam, if you don't mind, I can help peel this mango for you." The midwife opened her voice.

Vira shook her head with a frown on her face. "No... I want my husband to peel with his own hands, my baby wants his father's hard work."

Silence for a while.

The midwife looked at Vira's stomach which still looked the same, there was no change at all, what was clear, Vino's face, the husband's face looked so surprised and tense.

"Honey, how do I peel a mango with my hands? I've never even done that in my life," he whispered with a red face.

Vira doesn't care. "Then I won't eat the fruit, just get me a banana, I want to eat a big banana!"

Gulped!

Vino gulped with a red face.

The midwife felt awkward between this husband and wife chat. " Looks like I have to go," said the midwife.

Vino couldn't answer but gave a stiff smile.

After the midwife left there were only the two of them, his wife who was frowning and looking away with her back still leaning on the head of the bed.

Or, Vino's face looks confused and full of burdens, his life choices are heavy right now, should he peel the mango for his wife or waste the mango that has been sent by Kim, this mango has even gone through many paths but must be replaced with bananas that have been around this room for a long time ago. Since the beginning bananas were already on the table.

"Okay then!" Vino sighed, he thought to fulfill his beloved wife's wish.

"You're going to bribe me?" Vira asked.

Vino smiled caringly. "I'll peel the young mango for you." He said pointing at the mango basket which was still small because it was not yet old enough to be picked.

Vira shook her head. "I don't want to eat unripe mangoes, I imagined the taste would be unpleasant, I thought to eat bananas instead, aren't pregnant women recommended eating bananas?" She pointed to another fruit basket. She insisted on eating bananas.

"So?"

"So get me a banana, my dear, my husband, the future father of my baby." Vira's voice sounded spoiled.

"For whatever reason, I will do it," Vino said then moved from the edge of the bed, he looked at his wife's spoiled face, he would not be annoyed or angry, maybe he would vent his frustration on other people, which clearly in front of his wife must still look sweet and warm.

"How many fruits do you want to eat?" He asked.

"Choose bananas with something that's not overripe but tastes sweet."

Hearing his wife's request, Vino turned around with a wrinkled face, he didn't understand the sentence that was not too ripe but sweet.

"Should I try it first before giving it to you?" Asked Vino.

"Tsk! It's up to you." Vira replied.

Vino chose three bananas and brought them to the edge of the bed, he sat beside his wife who was half lying down, he showed it to his wife. "Which do you think is the best?" she asked.

"You should try it first," Vira asked with sparkling eyes.

Vino shook his head. "Did you know that bananas are sweet and not overripe?" Vino asked with suspicious eyes.

"What's, the one in your hand?" Vira answered quickly.

"No, I won't be wrong this time. If you want, you can try it." He started flirting.

"..." Vira couldn't answer, her forehead wrinkled.

Vino lowered his head, approached his wife's ear, and whispered lewd words.

Vira pinched her husband's waist with a red face. "What did you just say, you naughty…" she whispered in a spoiled tone.

"Do you want it?" Vino asked, pressing his lips to the nape of Vira's neck, he kissed his wife's neck and left a kiss mark there.

"Ahh..." Vira made a soft sound, she hugged her husband's waist tightly, both of them got down on the bed, getting under the blanket.

So what's up with the fruit there? If the bananas had arms and legs, they would cover their eyes and flee from the room.

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Sarah returned to her room, while here she lived on the second floor, even though she lived in rehab, she still got a decent place, she got a room with studio-class apartment facilities.

She lay down on the couch, grabbed the tv remote, and searched for programs of interest to her but she had been pressing television channels on the remote for a while and nothing matched her mood.

She felt really bad right now.

"How long do I have to last here? He blocked all my access. I don't want to live with relatives here, I feel uncommon to them, especially those from my mother's side. I will not be comfortable with them." She was talking to herself.

"Doctor Andrew may be annoying but he's not a bad friend to share stories with, I'm annoyed to hear his love story with his mother, how can he be so close and dear to his mother, while I am? her eyes drifted, she left the tv remote that fell from her hand to the floor, her eyes looked glassy, remembering the word mother made mixed feelings in her heart.

"Now it's all over, all my revenge plans can't be done, all failed, Sarah! You lost before joining the war, I can't avenge you." She said with a sad and disappointed face. "I want to see Vino and his father suffering, I want to destroy that family, I want them all to suffer like what she did to you!" tears fell, sadness was evident on her pale face, even though she wiped the tears many times, the tears still flowed down from her eyelids.

She tried to dry her face but it still didn't work, now she was having trouble getting her voice out, everything felt so tight in the chest, her voice lingered in the throat

"I should be able to help you, I should be able to happy with you, I want to live happily, I want to have a warm mother, I want to tell everyone about my mother who cooks and feeds me, as doctor Andrew said earlier, he has made me jealous, all the children who happy in the world, they make me jealous!" she stomped her foot, accidentally stepped on the tv remote.

Television commercials stole Sarah's eyes.

A mother wearing a white dress, her face looked panicked, she called someone's name while crying.

Sarah's tears flowed harder, this was not the first time she has seen this ad, she always cries every time she sees this ad.

The mother in the white dress kept screaming and running, she was missing her four-year-old daughter, but at the end of the ad with a happy ending, the mother found her daughter sitting on the side of the road accompanied by a clown.

The clown comforted her kid and made her smile. seemed calm, happy, not crying, and panicking at all.

"Whoa...." Sarah's cries grew louder as if filling the room. She continued to cry until all the weight in the chest felt a little lighter.

The clown waved at the little girl and his mother, and they parted.

"Huaa!!! Sob, mommy! Mom! I want to call you mommy!" She shouted in a hoarse and choked voice, the weight on her chest was so heavy that she couldn't catch her breath properly.

You, the woman who comforts me, you make me smile, you give me warmth, I… I want to call you mom!