" Why?" She asked him.

" Hmm, are you questioning for the safety of your baby? I'm frail and small. What if I don't have a milk, can we see surrogates around? And this is all responsible parenting, even the littlest preparation is needed and besides, this is wartime. We can't just call for help from the neighborhood. We shall not compromise the 'what ifs' for our baby. If something happens, we might blame the world and put us both to shame and guilt forever. So sleeping together on fire is not happiness when on its end we'll lose someone we really expected. At this vantage, a soon-to-be-mother speaks, respect her. So come, hold my hand, help me deal with room number six. At least, you should be happy - since you're already my husband so you can slightly flirt, that's I guess vise versa. Come, don't be sad anymore. Everything will be alright soon."She moved back and tickled his armpit that made him stood up and put his arm on her shoulder.

" Great! that's an army father my baby deserves."

" You charmed me a lot. Can't say anything at all. You have good reasons and I stuck in my miseries. Just leave my thought from drowning and just paddle our canoe my wife. Your views on marriage made me more in love and I haven't just found the sweetest woman, an amazon buddy, a responsible mother to be, and the smartest woman of control and values." She kissed her forehead again.

" Go! let's attack room number six!" He smirked.

She smiled and followed him.

"Wow!" There's a bathroom and a comfort room, an exit door going up with a flowing water at the lavatory. Mag, let's open the doors two to six, agree?" He smiled and carried her on his arms and puts her back to room number three.

" You're heavier now, what are you doing here?"

" I found chocolates, I ate them everyday." She smiled sheepishly.

" What? Where is that?" Then she ran and took its small box.

" Haha! this makes you heavier. But this is not good, just eat in moderation. You will labor hard of this. Okay, where's the journal?

"Its in my bag.

" Can I read it now while sitting at the bench of our receiving area. I liked it there too because I don't belong in room number three yet." He seriously said.

" Hmm...okay, I'll get it for you. You wait for a while." Then she walked off.

"Wow!" What a nice bedroom. Its like in the west. Thanks to my Dads. Ten years for this house construction isn't easy and filling it with supplies was a great supplication of hope.