"Miss Siren, are you okay?"
It was Harry's voice outside her bedroom door. He's been calling her out for the entire thirty minutes since he arrived earlier.
Siren pulled up her blanket. She didn't want to go out and talk to anyone. There's something wrong inside her and she was really upset with it.
"Miss Siren?"
Getting annoyed, she throw her blanket and got up from bed.
"What do you want?" She asked Harry as soon as she opened the door.
"Miss Siren was not answering my call so I'm calling her again and again." He smiled as if not seeing her pissed expression.
"I'm fine. Don't worry. "
"By the way, I've brought some fruitshakes for Miss Siren."
"Fruitshake?" When she hear the word, she remember the strawberries earlier. But instead of having a sour taste because she had just vomit because of it, yet she can't help but to feel her mouth watering.
She followed Harry as he leads her to the living area where he put the high glasses filled with fruitshakes.
"I don't know what flavor do Miss Siren likes so I just brought different flavors."
She started smelling them.
"Mango," it's the yellow one. "Avocado," the green one. "Pomegranate," the purple one. "Strawberry." She casually took a sip on the last one.
It was sweet too. And the mixture of the fruit and milk was superb.
"Is it good?" Harry asked.
She smiled sheepishly like a child and gives him a thumbs up.
"Miss Siren, someone had just deliver this." It was Lily from her back. When she look back at her, she saw her carrying a paper bag with a chicken logo on the side.
"I didn't order anything. " She said, frowning.
"But the delivery man said it was for you and it was already paid." She walked passed and put the bag over the table.
As soon as Lily opened the bag, the smell of the grilled chicken runs to her nostrils. And with that, she feel the familiar wave inside her stomach.
She quickly run to her room again and got straight to the bathroom.
"Miss Siren? What's wrong?" It was the annoying voice of Harry again. 
Like earlier, she felt her strength got drained out of her body after throwing up. She even shed tears because of her upset stomach.
When she gain her knee strength, she got up and was going to wash her hands when she smelled the hand soap again. Without a second thought, she throw it on the bin and decided to get a new one.
When opening the cabinet, she noticed the packs being well-organized on the shelves. All of it are new and neatly arranged.
As of regular flow, she must be expecting her period a little late this month.
After calculating the days after her last flow, she almost fell on the floor. She was delayed for two weeks now.
A slow realization came to her mind. Is she...?
She shook her head harshly. Afraid to admit the possibility that she might be really pregnant.
"No, this can't be!" She nearly cried the moment she heard herself having the thought. "No!"
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Conrad was looking outside the window but only himself knew that he was thinking beyond the view.
Like the several days that passed, he was still having the thoughts of a specific person again.
Wondering how is she doing at every moment of the day. Is she still mad at him? Conrad knew he could only sigh at this point.
Reena probably do hate him for what he had done to her. After all, she was right. He jumped into his own conclusions about her and when she was being insulted, instead of comforting, he also did the same thing. Too late for him to realize, when he already wants to make up, she's was then, gone.
"Babe? Are you still with me?" Meryll's voice got him back to his senses again.
"I'm sorry, what is it again?" His furrowed eye brows indicates that he was not listening all along.
"Babe are you okay? I often notice that you don’t always seem to be on your own. Do you have a problem?" She faced him.
"No. Nothing. I'm just a little... tired these days." Only he knew that it was a lie. But he can't afford to tell it to anyone. Especially with Meryll.
"Don't get overworked. Feel free to take a break sometimes. You don't need to bury yourself with loads of works." She said with a smile.
If he's not just thinking that he was lying next to her face, he must be smiling right now because of what she said. She's really a caring and understanding girlfriend.
After dinner, he took her home for her to have rest. Before saying goodbye, Meryll clung to his neck and was ready to kiss him when he avoid it before she could kiss him.
"You should take a rest. It's been a tiring day for the both of us." He said, trying to lossen her arms on his neck.
" But I just want to kiss you before I get inside." She said.
He heaved a sigh. He's really not in the mood doing things like this now.
Guilt envelopes his chest. Meryll is his girlfriend. It's normal for her to ask things like this but he seem so reluctant whenever she's trying to reach him.
Just to ease the guilt inside him, he lowered his head to kiss her. But Meryll has another trick. She pulled him and kissed him hard.
After few seconds, he pushed her. Making her stop.
"Why? What's wrong?" She asked with full of  confusion.
Conrad swallowed hard. He couldn't utter any words as an excuse from his actions.
How can he tell her that he didn't want to do it? How can he explained that whenever he wants to try kissing her, an old familiar face always coming into his mind?
Hell no that he would do that to his fiancee. Meryll didn't deserve to hear those words.
"I'm just tired."
Meryll gave him a dry smile. And without a word, she left him.
He couldn't do anything but to heaved a sigh. He didn't have any idea that this is going to be frustrating.
Not knowing what to do, he decided to go for a drink alone. He drove for almost an hour around the city until he spotted a bar along the streets.
He looked for a pay parking space and parked his car.
The bar is not like any other bar. No loud sounds and hype teens that are having fun.  There are only mild music and costumers that looked very professional.
He chose to sit on the stool at the counter. He ordered a bottle of whiskey and starts drinking.
He wished that the bitter taste of the liquor can wash away all his thoughts right now. His frustrations and guilts, and the way he misses that old familiar face that has been occupying his mind all the while.
"Bartender, strawberry mocktail please."
He felt a strange emotion when he heard the voice of the woman sitting a chair away from him.
He immediately turned on her direction. And there, he saw the familiar figure of the woman who had been long disturbing his senses. And the reason why he was drinking right now.
Reena.
Her attention is focused on her phone. She was wearing a red turtle neck maxi dress that was sleeveless and topped with a white blazer.
She was wearing a dress that was only above the knee in length, so the pair of her round and white thighs were exposed.
Her black and wavy hair was just loose.
There was a strange flip of emotion that Conrad felt. A kind of feeling that he had only felt with this woman. He seemed to get back to the moment on the night that he had kissed her for the first time.
And because of the amount of alcohol he drank, it also gave him the courage to approach her.
When he got close to her, without hesitation he grabbed the woman and pressed a kiss to her lips.
It was her. He knew it. His mind, soul and body knew it was her. The smell of her breath, the touch of her lips, it was what his body was missing all this time.
When his lips touched hers, she felt his body ache because of that kiss.
Especially when he felt that she starts to respond to his kiss.
After a while, their lips parted.
He pressed his forehead to Reena's forehead and he stared her in the eyes. Her eyes were confused but he didn't care at all. She's here and it's all that matters.
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Siren's POV
After receiving Harry's text, we agreed to meet each other at the bar, few blocks away from Imperial Heights where we are living.
This day has been a long day for me since it came like a stormy day with different mess it has.
When we came to the hospital to get checked with what's wrong in my body, I found out that I am six weeks pregnant.
At first, I was really hesitant to accept the truth, but there's no other way to handle it but to face it.
It was when I decided to have a small talk with Todd. The guy who I spent the night with back at the resort. And when we agreed to meet up, he said that we can meet at the bar. And here she is right now.
"Bartender, strawberry mocktail please."
I want to laugh at myself. I had few sessions of throwing up today because of strawberry and yet, I still want to taste it.
It tickles my heart to think that maybe that's because of my conception.
Perhaps the complexion of my future baby will be as red as strawberries. Or my baby might be red-haired when it comes out.
Unconsciously, I smiled at the thought.
My baby... The idea of having a little figure in my arms for the next few months is such a delightful feeling I had ever felt. I know I'm not yet ready to be a mother, but who is the person who can tell if she is ready enough to be a Mother or not yet? Our future isn't clear yet, but one things is for sure, I'll be giving all I can for my child.
My phone vibrates and I saw a text message from Harry, Felix was asking him to do works a little longer.
'It's not quite right to make your boss wait for you, right?'
'Yeah, and I'm sorry. I promised that I'll be there as soon as I received my cheque.'
Cheque? Seriously? What's with Felix's mind that he uses cheques for giving Harry's salary?
And that idiot... Why he didn't told me that he wants his salary? Is he really that dumb or what? For goodness sake, didn't he know that I can give him cash if he just asked?
I was murmuring with annoyance when someone pulls me and my head went crazy when his lips met mine.