Brimo's smiles widened as he ignored Marco's evil stares. All he could feel was the joy that prevailed in his heart. His system revived, and he stepped nothingness into the bathroom of the kitchen.
"He— Hey!" He even heard Marco yell with a mixed tone of protest.
He passed in front of Karina, and also she followed her eyes to him. He stopped for a moment and watched Halia vomit in the toilet bowl.
"Are you okay?" he asked Halia calmly, and he approached her. He bent down and touched her back, then caressed it to help ease her feelings.
Halia continued to vomit in the toilet bowl, and her face also turned pale. Halia raised her head and looked up at him. She was in tears because her stomach was in sickness.
He held Halia and ran his hand on her arms up to her face.
"Why is my  Mother cooking stinky food? Did you smell it?" Halia asked and touched her belly. She rubbed it and vomited on the toilet bowl again.
"I never cook stinky food, okay?" Karina yelled in the kitchen as she went back to cook.
Halia ended her vomiting and looked at the open bathroom door. "It so stinks, Mother! I won't vomit if I don't smell that!" She put her face on the mouth of the toilet bowl and vomited again.
Brimo continued to caress Halia's back as he felt Marco's presence peeking through the bathroom door. Brimo was gulped, but Halia suddenly stood up.
"Mother! I can't stand the smell anymore! The stench is too much!" Halia burst out of yells from the bathroom and left Brimo inside smiling.
Halia just passed her father and got on straight to the kitchen. Marco, on the other hand, was gaped as he pointed at his daughter because he did not think that he would just pass by her despite the mistakes she had committed against them.
Marco's index finger followed Halia walked towards Karina. Moments later, Karina screamed.
"Halia? Why did you turn the pan upside down?" Karina shouted, and Brimo stood up quickly when he heard that.
When Brimo came out of the bathroom, he saw Halia standing in front of her mother, frowning. Karina gaped at Halia, and the stove went out. And currently, the pan was upside down on the stove.
"I said it stinks! Why are you still cooking? Who's going to eat that?" Halia complained angrily and stormed out of the kitchen.
Brimo smiled and followed Halia because he knew the reason why she acted like that.
"Brimo!" Karina yelled in the kitchen.
"Why are you smiling? What a son of bitch, Brimo!" irritated Marco yelled and followed Brimo, who also followed Halia into the dining room.
"Brimo is not to blame for Mother's stinky food!" Halia corrected and rubbed her belly again.
"Because of Brimo, why your smell is like that?" Karina shouted too.
"What a son of bitch! And why are you still really smiling, Brimo?" annoyed Marco pointed at Brimo, but Brimo couldn't resist the smile he was wearing "Where is my bolo knife? Give me my bolo knife!" Marco made a weird move as if he was searching his bolo knife around his stance.
"Eyh?" Halia just frowned and scratched her forehead.
Brimo happily hugged Halia around her waist and kissed her on the cheek.
"Why are you hugging my daughter? Let her go!" Marco yelled at Brimo, and the steps of his approach to them grew bigger.
"Father?" Halia rebuked her father again.
"Karina give me  my bolo knife!" Marco ordered Karina.
"Father—"
"Shut up!" Marco pointed at Halia's face and then reached for Brimo who was hugging Halia from behind and his face was sunk into her neck.
Halia furrowed her forehead as she wondered why Marco treated Brimo like that. Brimo was blissful the way he smiled as if he was teasing Marco.
"Eyh?" Halia scratched her head and tried to look at Brimo, who was hugging her from behind.
"We'd been talked Brimo! I said you can court my daughter but you stay it for a year! Why didn't you keep the promise?" Marco yelled.
“And you!” Marco pointed at Halia. “Do you know what you're throwing up? Do you know what that means? Why did you give up your pearl?”
Halia's eyes widened as she looked at her father and removed Brimo's arms from her waist. She beat Brimo in the chest. “Why did you tell them?”
Brimo shook his head. "I did not say anything!"
"Needless to say, because we can already see the result," Karina said and sat down on the couch, disappointed.
"Eyh?" Halia frowned.
"You're pregnant," Karina replied, and Halia just covered her mouth as she looked at Brimo.
Brimo's grin widened and mischievously raised his eyebrows.
"And you're still really happy," Marco shuddered and flicked Brimo's ear.
"Ouch!" Brimo held his ear and looked at Marco. "She accepted my love right away, what can I do?" Brimo philosophies, and rubbed the heated skin on his ear.
"You're still insisting!" Marco's resistance became more to Brimo.
"Father!" Halia stopped her father and separated Brimo from him. "I'm pregnant?" She asked to be more sure.
"Yes," Karina replied as if sulking. "That's why your sense of smell changed. What I'm cooking doesn't stink," she added.
Halia just frowned and faced Brimo.
"I'm going to be a Daddy," Brimo said happily and hugged Halia.
"I still have many dreams for my daughter, Brimo!" Marco's voice rose again.
"She's pregnant," Brimo justified and tightened his hug with Halia
Halia's smile widened, and she hugged Brimo back. Marco just acted like he was roaring like a child.
"I still want my daughter to graduate from school!" he sighed and faced him again while embracing. "Why did you put a life in her womb so early?" he asked regretfully.
"You didn't even tell us that you were in a relationship. I thought you were still courting with my daughter," he said sullenly. But Brimo caressed Halia's belly.
"I'm willing to pay an effort, Uncle," Brimo said and stared at Halia. Halia also looked at Brimo with a smile. "I want to marry Halia," Brimo formally pleaded and Halia was still staring.
"You just have to! You really should marry that daughter of mine!" Marco was still sulky on him.
"I do! I do!" Brimo replied happily and hugged Halia tightly.
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The smiles never left Brimo's lips as he caressed Halia's belly. They are currently in the room and plan to discuss their situation.
They were both happy because of the good news. They never thought they would have a child. Brimo just kissed Halia's shoulder while holding Halia's belly.
Halia also smiled and held Brimo's hands on her belly.
"You'll be a father," she whispered to Brimo.
Brimo hugged her tightly. "I promise to be a good father to our child," he said softly to her.
Halia sighed happily and felt Brimo's tight hug. "I'm excited to feel him or her in my womb. I want to feel his or her pulse, his movements, or her movements inside my womb. And you are always there beside me—"
"Let's get married. I want you to be my wife. "
She slowly adjusted her seat and faced him. "I want you to be my husband too, Brimo," she said with a smile.
Brimo smiled and slowly kissed the bridge of her nose. "Let's get married as soon as possible," he whispered.
She smiled and nodded. Brimo immediately pressed his lip to hers. With the simple touch of their lips, they gradually became earnest.
Her lips followed the rhythm of Brimo's lips. She was also held in his arms and went up with her hands simultaneously wrapped around his nape.
Brimo's grip on her waist tightened. He slowly laid her down on the bed, and Brimo placed at the top of her.
She let out an accented moan. And her legs opened spontaneously. Brimo stopped kissing her and stared into her eyes.
"I missed you so much, Halia," Brimo whispered.
She bit her lower lip and wrapped her legs around Brimo's waist. "I missed the feeling that you are inside me," she whispered and bit her lower lip again.
Brimo looked at their position and grinned widely. He quickly moved his brows up and down repeatedly as he placed himself at the top of her.
"Uhm, Brimo," she moaned as she even closed her eyes, and let Brimo do what he was doing.
"You want?" Brimo whispered to her.
"If you want, I want too," she replied in whispered.
Brimo quickly got up and took off his T-shirt. She giggled as she watched him hurriedly undress.
When Brimo had taken off his clothes, he went back to grabbing her lips. His kiss became aggressive which she responded to.
They acted quickly, and soon they were both naked. They shared the hot night, and moans filled the whole room.
"Brimo," she moaned as Brimo continued to move over her. She grabbed his hair tightly and bit her lip as he gave her too much sensation
"I'm getting near, Halia." Brimo's thrust into her femininity accelerated. Her legs were already shaking because of the pleasure he brought to her.
With Brimo's thrust harder he suddenly fell silent over her. He pushed his manhood to her and gasped as he looked at her.
"I'm sorry, I'm hungry," Brimo whispered breathlessly and chuckled.
"You truly missed me huh!" smiling she said as she combed his hair with her fingers.
Brimo left on top of her and lay down next to her. "I miss you so much, Halia. There's a lot of things have happened in these recent days." he looked at her. "We had bearly time with each other."
She smiled bitterly. "Yes," she said and leaned over to face Brimo. "I'm worried," she said and Brimo looked at her. "I don't know what will happen next, especially when my belly is growing. How can I fulfill my role as the holder of the magical bow?"
Brimo also leaned over and faced her. “I’m not going to allow you to always face off against vampires,” Brimo said frankly. "I want you to take care of our child. He or she is more important than everyone else," he added.
"I have an obligation—"
"Our child is more important, Halia," Brimo snapped quickly. He raised his hand and held her arm. "We, werewolves must protect people. I want you to forget yourself as the guardian of the magical bow first. You also have an obligation as a mother, " he said.