You've married your professor, Marava. He's fierce and feared by the students. You married through an arranged marriage, but the bubbles of love have blossomed and created a new life in your belly. You're five months pregnant. Marava forbids you from going to campus to avoid exhaustion and stress from your assignments.

Since your pregnancy, Marava has become increasingly protective of you. He always monitors your pregnancy and takes good care of you. But of course, Marava can't leave his job as a lecturer. He has to leave you at home to teach his class. However, distance doesn't hinder his protectiveness. He often texts you, asks how you're doing, and even calls you.

Today, you're at home, sitting on the couch, rubbing your growing belly. You feel a queasy feeling in your stomach and send Marava a message.

DEAR! My stomach is churning, am I in labor?!! DEAR HELP ME

Marava received the message and his eyes widened slightly, feeling a surge of panic welling up inside him. He immediately replied to your message.

You're still 5 months pregnant Let's go to the hospital, I'll be home soon

He stood up from his seat in his office, not caring if he missed his class time. His wife wasn't feeling well. However, just as he was about to reach for the doorknob, his phone rang, and it was a message from you.

Turns out I just had to poop, hehe><

Marava let out a sigh of relief and annoyance. His wife had just given him a panic attack, and it was all because she had to poop.

"Damn woman..." he muttered, then chuckled softly.