1 bulan later.
-1st bulan of pregnancy-
My dad had surgery,he was put back in to coma afterward.
I grew confident that my dad would be fine,I had to be strong.
It was hard to say goodbye again but if it meant saving his life,then its worth it.I was at utama with Zayn,He laid in the bed,as I stood on the scale.I looked down at the number,I felt fat.I was so hungry from the cramps,I had already ate al most
all the Makanan in the house.
"Oh my gosh,I felt so fat."
Zayn got up and hugged me.
"You are beautiful."
He put his hand on my stomach.
"Still feel fat."
"Your pregnant not fat."
"Well its just the first bulan and I have gained weight from eating."
"So anda are calling me fat?"
"No I never berkata that,Honey."
"then what did anda mean?"
"It's beauty,Your going to be a mother soon,And I'll be a dad."
Dad was released from the hospital,And I was glad.
I went over to spend some time with him.We sat together on the couch.
"I missed you."I told him.
"Well I missed doing this."he smiled as he tickled me.
"Oh my gosh,Stop...I can't take it!"I laughed.
"What's the word?"
"Well I don't have to because Im your dad."
My phone rang.it was Drews mom.
"He's been shot,Drew he was shot in combat."he was crying.
"How?Is he okay?"
"He got shot in the chest.He's still over seas.They're trying to save...."my dad took my phone and hung it up.
"I'm sorry,He can't possibly make it."
He hugged me.
"Why?Why not?"I cried.
"It's a cold world,Sweetie.They have limited items over there."
He looked as he was remembering a tragic tale from when he was in the army.
I cried in his arms.