SOREN
"Let me do it, Soren," Marshall whispered, "Get some rest, I'll take care of it."
"Can you handle all three kids?" I asked sarcastically. "If one cries, they all will."
I gently put Alex in the crib. He finally fell asleep after I put his two siblings, Jalisco and Helvetica, to sleep. Their names? I just felt like it. I like fonts.
"Be quiet so I can get some proper sleep," I whispered to Marshall. I immediately went to my bed and lay down. My arms were tired from carrying my little monsters. Unlike Alexa, they are quite fussy.
"I'll handle it. You shouldn't be moving around so much; you still have stitches."
He gently lay down next to me and leaned in to give me a deep kiss.
"You should rest," Marshall whispered after.
Tss. I still can't believe he's still here with me. After I ditched him at our wedding, he should've given up.
But no. It's like it didn't bother him.
"Are you still mad at me?" he asked when I didn't respond. He stroked my hair while my head rested on his arm.
I looked up and stared at his face.
How does he do it? He's so handsome. I'm really envious, but it's in his genes.
The corners of his mouth turned up, "Stop looking at me like that. Do you want to get pregnant again?"
I frowned as his hand found its way to my chest, giving it a gentle squeeze.
"It's always you who starts—" I slapped his hand, "Stop playing with my nipples, damn it. I have milk."
He laughed softly and kissed me again. When he pulled away, he had a wide smile, "Where am I sleeping tonight, missus?"
Tss.
"In the trash, like always, mister."
"You're so mean..." he muttered, his hand suddenly landing between my thighs. Goodness!
I rolled my eyes and turned my back to him, pulling the blanket over myself.
"Hey, why are you hiding your body from me?" He tried to pull the blanket off me, "Don't hide my weakness, love. Come here."
Annoyed, I turned back to face him, "What?!" I whispered angrily, "I'm trying to sleep, you jerk. Aren't you tired of me yet? Huh? Huh? Huh?" I pinched his belly in frustration. Sadly, he had no fat.
"Go away, find another dish, and don't come back!"
It's infuriating! Doesn't he know how many times I've been pregnant? FOUR! How many kids do I have now? SIX! Doesn't he feel sorry for me?! I take care of six rowdy kids every day, and he wants to add more? Goodness.
He chuckled softly, "Why are you so beautiful?" He hugged me tightly, "Your shape hasn't changed at all."
Tss.
He should find another woman as sexy as me and get her pregnant, too.
"And this," he said, placing his hand on my lower abdomen, "Still tight."
Pervert.
I sighed, "Buy some condoms next time. You haven't had any in months."
"Chill, I'm just joking," he said, kissing my cheek, "Go to sleep."
"No. You need sex, okay? I can't deprive you of that."
As a wife, it's one of my duties. This jerk hasn't had any in months; he's almost losing his mind. And yes, we're married now. It's been a while since I ghosted him at our wedding.
"But we might end up having more kids. We need to use protection first."
Because damn it, we conceive so quickly!
I turned to him and reached for his lips, giving him a brief kiss, "Let's go to the doctor next week."
He moaned, "Hmm... okay. I love you."
"Fine," I said as I lay back down, "Let's sleep, buddy."
"Buddy? It should be babe or baby, right?" he asked, frowning, "Where's my 'I love you, too'?"
I rolled my eyes, "Find it. I don't know where it is."
"Come on, Soren. Don't be like that."
Annoyed, I turned back to him and whispered, "Fine. I love you, too. Now, can you be quiet?"
He smiled and was about to grab my chest again when the door suddenly opened. He cursed loudly.
"Shit! Why do you always just barge in?" Marshall complained.
"Dad, Marcus is throwing frogs!" Louis cried loudly.
I immediately sat up.
Shit! Alex will wake up again! Damn it!
"No! It's not true, dad! He threw a cockroach in my mouth earlier!" Marcus defended angrily as he entered the room.
He's second to Alexa, the one I was pregnant with while constantly recalling Marshall's wrongdoings against me.
Look at him now, he's as ill-tempered as his father. He's mean and hits girls.
"Hey, you little piece of shit, sleep here!" I heard Alexa shout from the door. Her voice was shrill and it was clear she was extremely annoyed with her siblings.
And yes, Alexa is becoming more and more feisty. She curses more than I do! I've hit her mouth several times, but she never learns!
"I don't want to! Why should I listen to you, you lowlife?!" Marcus shouted back.
"Mamaaaaaaa! Waaaaaah! The froooog!" Louis cried.
And just like that, the three babies in the crib started crying.
Damn it.
Marshall immediately got up and picked up the two. Jalisco was left in the crib, crying softly like a cat because his cries were so weak.
"What did you call me?!" Alexa entered our room fully, her face white from a mask she put on, "Do you want me to crush your uncut balls?!"
"WAAAAAAHHHHH!"
"Okay, stop!" I yelled. They all fell silent, including the three crying babies.
"Louis, what frog did Marcus throw at you?" I asked calmly.
He sniffled and pulled out a frog from his pajama pocket, which was probably bigger than Marshall's palm. Just imagine how wide Marshall's palm is!
"Here it is."
"Kokak~" the frog croaked cutely at me. I think it has a crush on me.
Tsk. I scratched my head. I took the soft frog and handed it to Marcus, who was pouting.
"Put your pet frog back in the aquarium."
Marcus took his frog.
"Where's the cockroach Louis threw at you?" I asked Marcus. He also pulled a bug out of his pajama pocket.
Shaking my head, I took the beetle.
"Marcus, that's not a cockroach, okay? It's a beetle."
I handed the beetle back to Louis.
"But they look the same," he reasoned.
"Dumbass, just because it looks like a cockroach doesn't mean it is one. Your tuition is wasted!" Alexa angrily slapped Marcus on the head, "Where did you get your stupidity from? Mama, is Marcus adopted?"
"Don't pick on your brother, Alexa," I gently scolded her. "Where's Mingming?"
"I put him to sleep. He's with his kittens."
"Okay, good," I nodded. "Now go to bed, all of you. Quickly. You've woken up your siblings."
Louis obediently followed, giving me a kiss on the cheek before he left.
"Tss, you're ugly, you pig. I'll turn your cat into a sandwich," Marcus muttered.
I stood up and kissed him on the forehead before guiding them out with Alexa.
"Go to bed, Marcus. Don't fight with your sister. She's the one who asked for a sibling, so you should be thankful you're here, okay?"
"And I fucking regret it now, damn it," said Alexa, pretending to punch Marcus as he entered his room.
"And Alexa," I called to her.
"Yes?" she turned to me with a frown, "I love you, Ma. But I can't help but pick on Marcus."
I just laughed, "No, that's not it. You post too many pictures on social media, and you already have bashers. They criticize your daring photos too much."
She rolled her eyes, "Haven't you noticed, Ma? The ones bashing me are always those fat, ugly, dirty girls? I'm just proud of myself, you know."
I know. Just because she posts sexy pictures doesn't mean she's a slut. She's proud, what can I do about that? She wouldn't stop posting even if I told her to.
"You made me this sexy, Mom," She kissed my cheek, "I love you."
"I love you, too. Go to sleep now, staying up late is bad for your skin."
She blew me a flying kiss before going into her room.
I sighed and went back to our room. I saw that Marshall had put the other two back in the crib, and the triplets were asleep.
Marshall smiled at me and pulled me to sit on his lap, "You're so beautiful, Soren."
I smiled back, "Do you know how hard it is to discipline your kids? I'm so stressed."
He stared at me lovingly, then soon he laid me down on the bed.
"Remove your underwear, I haven't had dinner yet." He took off his T-shirt, revealing his body that hasn't changed since then.
"Hey, that's not allowed, right?"
He laughed softly. "I love you."
I rolled my eyes as he lifted the hem of my dress.
But okay.
Let's go.
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Alexa's story - Title: Aligned and Indented - Completed (Tagalog Version)
Alexis' story - Title: Justified and Underlined - Completed (English Version available)