unborn child

" chris, the DNA test results are positive..that corpse is truly your wife..so sorry bro"..

a sudden text snapped chris out of his deep thought and his immovable posture.when his father came out .chris stood still on his position like a status trying to memorize the situation he was. for a time he felt too confused for the first in his lifetime.

the sudden incoming text cut his off. just after he realized what it was all about. the half of him became completely drawn off. " it's not real.,"

the very last hope of his was cut off. he had all hopes that wasn't her beloved wife, how can the DNA results come positive. he never mourned when he had the news of his wife's death, seeing that corpse gave him full hope that wasn't the woman he loved. he knew her better, the every inch of her body was in his mind., his brain memorizes very well every feature of his wife. not matter how burnt she was to be. he is assured to notice her at a first sight, unless if she was already bones if not ashes itself. thus not her., my wife is somewhere alive and for that belief in him, he would go beyond the world to find her.

so how come., just how that turns out his wife. this news was hard for him to intake.

he felt himself not being him anymore. all memories he had with her, went flashing through his mind. as he slows sags down.feeling his powers, energy and all he had slowly leaving his body.if the brain was the CPU then his system body was completely shutting down.

just like that chris fell on his knees hopelessly throwing out a depressed shallow sigh. and from the corner of his left eye.,the so-called emotional liquid with all pains and sadness in it, is seen slowly to slide through his cheek falling down.. his eyes become narrowed covered with cloud of tears. it hurts from the bottom of his heart. the fancy world of drama became him exactly. he is main character in a tragedy script. something he felt, world never made it fair. love pains right!! this is too hard to take.!!

the door opens slowly and that figure of a super woman, whose hug can comfort the sadness. was standing right in front of the door straighly looking forward towards chris' side.

yes, Mrs wang,. who suddenly felt a sharp edge of abroken glass piercing through her heart, was taken back at the sight of her beloved son drown into the world of pains. her very first born, the child who made her feel the warmth of being a mother. was no longer a perfect man who can handle a family, by then he looked like her three year old chris who fell from up the tree and harm his arm and all he need was a hug and a kiss from his mama.

Mrs wang hurriedly rushed towards him. she bends and on her knees, she longers her hands widely around him and pulls him slowly toward her small chest which to chris felt like the big world in disguise. feeling his mother's warmth. chris wept even harder and a slight voice of cry was heard from a far. Mrs wang tenderly rubbed the back of her son. leaning her cheek on top of his head hair.

" it's fine to cry son., your mama is here. you can cry as much as you can. no need to hide it inside..aah. it's all oky. mama is here for you ...oky.."

she is his mother. she can feel the pains her son is passing through.this was the most tragedy part of his life. losing someone you love is like losing the half of you. on top of that all, chris is forcibly to move on without even getting a time to heal the wounds and the broken pieces left in his heart. he wasn't able to grieve for his beloved belated wife. it was too harsh for him,her son doesn't deserve it at all.

it took a time for chris to end his cries. his tears that never seem to leave his eyes were now slowly vanishing. he pulls himself aside and sat down the floor folding his legs apart leaning the front side of the table behind and straighten his hands laying them on top of his lifted knees, letting his palm hands falling free,

his face looked a mess., reddish like a red tomato.

so hopelessly, that he couldn't determine whether he was this way because of his contract marriage business or his dead wife, and everything that he finds a curse to him. his mother beside him looked at him so humbly.

"mother.".

chris uttered ,his sound burnt deep down,. his red eyes said it clearly what the world meant to him..his a curse born not to survive..with every dark marks he has in him can he really see what light is...can he really ask time to take him back to a year ago. when everything was light and shinny..

he evil smirks., " am I really that much cu rsed"

.,for a time his mother beside him was a bit brought down... she breathed calmly falling her head down.

" my first unborn child died within her mother's womb. I never even got a chance to hold it. my wife died in mystery I can't even explain about..I never even got a chance to show her the beauty world beyond my true love for her. now my family is down., am the heir to raise it up..but I feel hopeless,. I can't feel a man at all.,"

he smirks again and evil chuckles the world must be so harsh on him. even fate hated him.