Their Wild Obsession (Completed)

Special Chapter

Warning: Spg!

Her POV

I really thought life would end at 23. That being in a casket was my end point. That even if how much I shed tears, heavens would still play deaf on me. But I was wrong.

“Mommy!"

I smiled at my five year old triplets. They are waving at me while showing me their skills in swimming. I shake my head. Even at a young age, they are very fond of exploring things.

Nahalia Maurich, Nite Mackerel, & Nacho Murray are my triplets. People would always have a say on their names. Mahaba raw at kakaiba, but I just laugh at them.

Growing up, I didn't see myself having kids in the future. I was busy with the idea of portraying as a kind daughter to make my parents proud. To make them see me, just like how they see my sister.

Natatakot ako na maramdaman ng anak ko ang pakiramdam na hindi sila belong, na balewala sila at hindi sila kailangan. As much as possible ay iniiwasan ko iyon na maramdaman nila that's why I gave my very best to be the best parent that they couldn't ask for more.

“I love you, mommy!" They said in unison which melted my heart.

Naiiyak ako habang pinapanood sila. At 23, I was so hopeless, I thought I wouldn't find happiness after that. That I would end up regretting things because I didn't took the chance of grabbing it.

“I love you, babies!" I answered, giving them flying kisses.

I could still remember that day, where I needed to be sent in a private hospital to be monitored. I prayed for a better result, I shed tears and kneeled. I asked his guidance, and asked him to spare my life because I have so many things that I still needed to do.

I have kids, how would they survive without me? I still have some things left unsolved. So I badly needed to live. I kept in mind that I will live, that there are people who were patiently waiting for my come back. And that I shouldn't give up.

They hurt me, yes, I hurt them, yes. But that doesn't make them bad, that doesn't make me bad. We were just a victim of someone's selfishness that we let those things happen to us.

It was successful, I was out of danger. But I needed to undergo cesarian on my 8th months because the device needs to be out from my organ. They didn't left, and somehow deep down my heart I appreciate them.

It wasn't easy staying with me while I give them a silent treatment. It wasn't easy to be yelled by me. I was trying to make them give up on me because I want them to keep holding on despite my mood swings.

Their promise of leaving after didn't happen because they need to be hands on to the kids while I'm still healing. Hindi naging madali lalo na at pinapahirapan sila ng mga anak ko.

I thought romance is dead. I thought no one would ever want me. But once again, I was wrong. They actually want me. They proved me wrong. They are not the same as other men. They never give up when they felt unwanted.

My eyes narrowed at the wide pool area. The kids were swimming with their Daddy Isaac. The happiness and enjoyment on their eyes were visible. Para bang bago lang iyon sa kanila, but honestly that bond will always happen every Sunday.

I smiled at Al who's carrying our two year old son, Zye Kalsen. That little kid probably went at the backyard to get some of my planted walnuts.

“Mom..my!" He giggled.

I waved my hand at him. My little chipmunk is so naughty.

“My my! Wansam?" He even raised his hand where he held the walnut.