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Having my wife against my chest as she and I spoke. Malsández was asleeped. "He looks so bello." My wife spoke, glancing at our little creation. I smiled, kissing my wife's head. We're parents. I'm a father. I'm an actual fucking father at the age of twenty-two.
Translation: Beautiful
Earlier, when I left, my brother had taken care of my family while I was away. I went to a shop that makes jewelry, I got something for the three of us. I'm just waiting for them to be finished. Marzila was tracing the palm of my hands, I enjoyed it. Felt good. Our family is downstairs, Ester came with her boyfriend. I haven't yet met him, or my wife. Just when he came in, I glanced once that was all. Marzila didn't even see him.
Trixie isn't coming, Marzila didn't want her to come even when she left not long before she gave birth. I was so furious with my wife at first because she didn't tell me she was in so much pain. Having all these contractions, yet she didn't know she was going into labor. Still, I could've been with her to take care of her while she went through it. I had a duty to fulfill, I didn't get to, I was too busy sleeping.
At least I was there to help her give birth, I got to hold our son first. Valero helped me cut the unblicored. It felt weird. Now here I am not leaving her side. I've done all the work I needed to do. I'm doing all I can to stay ahead of work.
Seeing as today I had plans for my wife. Valentine's day was something I hated after I left Marzila. I was hurt, hurt when I left the love of my life. Yeah we were kids, look at us now. In our twenties still in love – any moment with her is going to be an engraved memory.
She's my fucking queen, our son is our little prince. Maybe this life isn't for him or is. Whatever he wants to do I'm going to be here to support him, support whatever he does. If he wants to be a doctor, a teacher I'm all for it. For him. For my wife. Malsández deserved the whole damn world, along with my queen. Not a day goes by I make sure she is happy, even when we are mad at each other I'm still going to tell her I love her. Anyday, anytime we can die. We can die so fast we won't even know it. In my life I'm making the best of it, even as a King. I have a lot of work to do, yes. What comes first is my family, my wife, my son. Our little family. I have a responsibility – bigger one – besides my wife – because this responsibility is what can kill my soul. If he ever dies on my watch, I'm never going to recover. I don't think Marzila is either since she's his mother. Vengeance is what we'll feel.
"Of course he is. I'm his papá," I replied, the room door was knocked three times before my sister came in. "Ester, what do you want?" I asked, annoyed. I was having a moment with my family. Ester is my older sister. A sister who loves getting in trouble, almost two times a month I had to bail her out.
