Genius Child: My Triplets Smart Kid
Following His Desire Only
"Mother father?" I said in a disbelief tone.
Melda, touch the back of my hand, "Yes, baby. You're our daughter" she's still able to maintain that smile.
But why do I feel so uncomfortable with all this. I took off my hand touched by that skinny, wrinkled hand immediately.
"T-no. Y-you're not my mom and dad," I was suddenly in a daze myself.
The woman's forehead I saw her wrinkled. However he remained silent by emitting a sad aura that was quite profound.
"We knew we were wrong" he said. "Anger scorches all your goodness into a handful of ashes, useless in our eyes. However, after you actually left the house, we realized. … That we have lost one of the most valuable people in our home and life. Now, everything's been ruined. Mom; ah, I don't know what to call myself. I am a bad woman for you. Pardon. At least that's what I can say with my heart."
He went away.
Quietness.
The party, yes.Everything that happened seemed to be completely unable to be referred to as a party. Drama is more accurate. Guests are watching a drama, not a birthday party. I found out after deliberately circling around where many eyes were focused on us, without saying a word.
"Mommy. Yo're my mom!"
My eyes were turned to the boy who said I was his mother. Ha's? Mommy. I can't believe he said that to me. I am indeed a mother. But for my three children. It's weird that I'm adding one more kid.
"Daddy, I want mom to accomplish me to blow out the candles," [Dad, I want mom to accompany me to blow out the candles] she even said softly. Over time, I felt sorry for him.
The man looked at me a little guiltily. "Y-you. Apologize. I'll explain everything soon. But accomplanying my son to blow out the candles, it feels like an honor for me"You. I'm sorry. I'll explain everything immediately. But accompanying my son to blow out the candles, it was an honor for me]
Yeah, that's what I'm doing now.
I took three of my children. He asked through his eyes if they would allow it. But they don't seem to have decided yet.
That child, it seems true as if it was my step-sister's son. It looks a lot like my very spoiled sister to me.
I finally decided, I'll come along as the boy requested. My children also do not forbid at least by holding my hand so as not to move away from my present position.
"Mom carry me" he asked again as I passed the boy and his father.
Very awkward, I ended up cradling her small body.
The birthday went well with my help.
One and a half hours was not felt. All the guests are gone, there is family. Me, my children Celica and her children.
I honestly don't want it at all. But those who forbid. "There's something we want to talk to you about." [There's something we want to talk to you about]
We sat together in the same room. I was with my kids on the long sofa, and so was Celica and the others just with different sofas. The atmosphere is very awkward. It was as if the wind could sound very good here.
Author Notes
Hi.. Author has moved, and will not write on this platform. Author at Dream3 or Innov3l. The title of my son remains mine, up every day and free until it's over. Please stop by. No need for money because it still applies the free system. Could yeah.