Jose almost stepped on the brakes after what he heard.
“I’m sorry. I might have heard it wrong. You said, your husband?” he asked.
Aya smiled and nodded.
“Yes, you heard t right, tatay. I indeed said husband,” she told him.
“But… how did that happen?”
“It just happened.”
Jose who still couldn’t get his head wrapped up with the bomb she dropped on him, pulled over at the side of the country road. Then he looked at Aya.
“Señorita, tell me. Are you by any chance pregnant?” he asked and Aya snorted before she let out a sigh.
“I wish but no. My husband and I got married because we want to.”
“But your grandfather –“
“He’ll meet him in the coming days. He should have been here with me but he received a piece of dreadful news regarding his father when we are at the airport.” Aya said,
