"You are pregnant, Khalifa."
And he said this in such a matter-of-fact way that one would think he was telling them the probability of rain in the afternoon.
This naturally killed the mood a bit and she asked the men to get out of her, and she faced the man with a serious expression.
"Are you certain?" She asked. "You did say that there are many things going on in my dew."
It had been too early during the first blood sample, and there were too many things going on with her ejaculation so they always studied the samples with a certain focus.
Although Khalifa could check her own body, who would do it often? She didn’t feel anything wrong either so she didn’t check the contents her own stomach unsolicited.
However, Sigmund nodded with certainty on his face. "100% sure," he said. "I tested it multiple times to be sure."
She blinked and just sat there in a daze, still unable to completely absorb the news.
Actually, after getting to the island—inspired by Auntie and Grandma’s words—she didn’t manipulate her fertility, deciding to go with the flow.
But… so fast?
Her hand moved on her bare stomach, and her eyes warmed up as she looked at it.
A new life was growing inside of her.
What a fascinating thing.
***
Later that morning, Cauis and the men went to wake her up (i.e. take her away), but they did not expect a bombshell while they were eating.
They were having their usual breakfast then, but Sigmund frowned when Khalifa was about to drink her coffee. "You shouldn’t be drinking that," he said.
Kaize wanted to sneer at him when—to their utter shock—Khalifa actually didn’t continue drinking.
This increased the man’s threat level even more, making the other men look at him badly and plot him to suffer.
Then they watched as Jacob dutifully took the cup farther away from her.
They gave the youngest a bad look, though he did not seem to notice them at all.
Did someone betray?
Khalifa giggled when she saw their reactions. She wanted to tease them for a bit, so she didn’t tell them immediately.
"Hm, I’ll definitely miss my coffee…" she told them, looking wistfully at the cup.
Cauis held her hand. "There’s no reason to follow him. You can do whatever you want."
She gave him a sly smile in response. "They said pregnant women can’t drink too much caffeine."
Clank!
Bang!
Crash!
The men stood up and gaped, several chairs falling back at their abrupt movements.
Whatever Kaize was eating even fell down the table, while Hugo’s cutleries had fallen down the floor.
"WHAT?!"
***
Some minutes later, the group moved to the living room, the men frantically surrounding Khalifa.
"So how far along are we?" Cauis asked, gently patting her hands and then looking at her stomach.
He looked as if it was really his child in there.
"Two weeks," Sigmund said, watching how the men surrounded the woman. They do realize they can’t all be the father, right?
This made the men pause, thinking.
Two weeks ago…most of them had been with Khalifa. Everyone except Sigmund was a possibility. It could’ve even been during their 5P back then.
Rather, if one had to be very exact, then it was really likely during the 5P—meaning one of the 4 men was likely to be the father.
Hugo smirked. "My seeds are definitely superior."
Kaize rolled his eyes. "Superior at getting dried," Kaize said, "My seeds are definitely the most flexible and sly."
"So confident? Are you hiding illegitimate children somewhere?"
"TSK—"
Cauis cleared his throat to stop the manchildren from arguing.
Kylo was silent, though his eyes were warm as he looked at her stomach, while Cauis just thought that as long as it was Khalifa’s, then it was his child.
However, despite all this, every man still hoped that it was their seeds that succeeded in the race.
"This meant less hard sex," Cauis said bluntly, making every one frown as they looked at him.
This included Khalifa herself.
Cauis smiled and gently pinched her nose. "We can’t risk it. The first trimester, I hear, is the most sensitive time. We don’t exactly have modern hospitals—"
This sent alarms to all the men.
Right! Medical professionals!
Without further ado, the men rushed to different places to contact or just find necessary personnel for her.
Cauis and Jacob was to contact the Ports, while Hugo and Kylo went to call their own turfs.
"We’ll import them right now!"
***
The news of Khalifa’s pregnancy naturally spread all over the island and, soon, even people from the Ports were talking about it.
They received various gifts from the people they had helped. At this time, the resources were limited, but they gave what they could—whether it was fruits, vegetables, or crackers.
There were also people who were clearing a nearby supermarket and reserved all the baby products for her, and no one complained.
Rather, they were even subtly racing on contributing more to her reservoir of baby products.
One must know that half of these resources, if done under the base, had to be surrendered. These people took the gifts to Khalifa from their own shares.
So, about a day after the news spread, Khalifa would find the warehouse with a lot of baby products, household products, and the like.
"Well, tell the people not to be too passionate about this. I worry about the mobs they could encounter while clearing…"
Cauis chuckled and rubbed her shoulder, before gently hugging her from behind. "Let them be," he said. "If it’s too much, we can just hold on to them for safekeeping. Maybe someone else will get pregnant soon."
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That way, they could provide these needs quickly and efficiently to those who would need them.
He leaned down and kissed her head. "The most important takeaway is that You are loved, and so is the child."
Khalifa giggled, rubbing her head on his shoulder.
"And what a happy thing, that is…"