Robyn's Pov
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The sun shines early in the morning, birds chirping and the music playing on the tv.
Inside, me and Beyoncé sat on the couch, wrapped in a cozy blanket, watching TV.
My hand rubbed my growing belly, a habit I had picked up in the last few months.
Beyoncé looked at me and smiled, "How are you feeling?"
I looked up, my eyes smiling "Tired, but im feeling good. our babies kept kicking today"
Beyoncé chuckled, placing her hand gently on my belly. "Hey there, Go easy on your mom."
I laughed "I don't think they listen to you any more than you listen to me."
Beyoncé looked at me "Me? Not listening to you? Never."
Our laughter filled the room, loud sound on a quiet morning.
I leaned my head on Bey's shoulder, feeling the familiar sense of security she always provided.
"Have you thought about names?" I asked after a moment of silence.
Beyoncé nodded. "A bit. I kind of like Sir for the boy. What do you think?"
I considered it, then smiled. "Sir? I like it. It's strong. What about the girl?"
Bey thought for a moment. "How about Rumi?"
My eyes softened. "Rumi is beautiful. It's perfect."
We sat in silence, dreaming about our future with our baby.
Suddenly, I winced, a sharp pain shooting through my abdomen.
"babe, are you okay?" Beyoncé asked, concern immediately replacing her earlier light-heartedness.
"I think... I think it might be time," I whispered, my face getting pale.
Beyoncé's eyes widened. "Now? But the due date isn't for another two weeks!"
I nodded, my grip tightening on her hand. "I know, but I think the babies has other plans."
Beyoncé sprang into action, grabbing the hospital bag we had packed weeks ago. "Okay, let's get to the hospital. Can you walk, or should I carry you?"
I managed a small laugh despite the pain. "I can walk. Just help me to the car."
The drive to the hospital was a blur of contractions and words of reassurance. Beyoncé kept one hand on the wheel and the other tightly holding mine.
"You're doing great, just breathe," she kept repeating, trying to keep herself calm as much as her.
At the hospital, they were quickly ushered into a delivery room. The nurse gave Beyoncé a reassuring smile as they prepped me.
"Everything is going to be fine, Mrs. Knolwes. Just stay with her and keep her calm." She nodded, feeling a mixture of terror and excitement.
She held my hand, kissing my forehead. "I'm right here, robs. You're so strong. We're going to meet our babies soon." my eyes met hers, filled with determination and love.
"I know, Bey. I know."
Hours passed, Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the sound of a baby's first cry filled the room. Followed by another cry.
My tears overflowed as I held our newborn babies for the first time."Rumi" I whispered, looking up at Beyoncé. "Our little Rumi."
Beyoncé's eyes were wet with tears as she kissed both Me and the twins.
"Welcome to the world, Sir and Rumi We've been waiting for you two" The room was filled with love and joy.
Together, we adored at the tiny miracle we had created, ready to face the future as a family. Blue is a big sister now.
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Solange's Pov
Robyn's parents and my parents who's both in their late sixties, sat on the edge of their seats, their eyes darting between the clock on the wall and the front door.
Today was the day they had been eagerly anticipating for months, the day they would meet their newborn twin grandbabies, Rumi and Sir, for the first time.
A knock on the door jolted my dad Matthew and my sisters father in law Ronald from their thoughts. Dad rushed to open it, his heart pounding with excitement.
As the door swung open, Beyoncé stood looking radiant and holding a baby carrier in each hand.
“Mom, Dad!” Robyn exclaimed, her eyes sparkling with joy.
“Meet Rumi and Sir.” Bey and dad exchanged a glance, their eyes misting over as they gazed at the two tiny faces peeking out from the carriers.
Robyn gently took Rumi, and Beyoncé lifted Sir, their hands trembling slightly as they cradled the babies.
“Oh, Robyn, they’re beautiful,” Mama Tina whispered, her voice thick with emotion.
“Absolutely perfect.” Mr. Ronald usually a man of few words, found himself choked up.
“Look at these little miracles,” dad said softly, his eyes never leaving Sir's face.
“They’re even more precious in person,” Monica added, kissing Rumi's tiny forehead.
“We’ve been counting down the days until we could hold them.” Robyn smiled, tears welling up in her eyes.
“I know, Mom. We’ve been counting down, too.” They moved to the couch, dad and Mr. Ronald sitting close together, each holding a grandbaby.
Beyoncé and Robyn followed, their smiles wide and hearts full as they watched the grandparents bond with the twins.
“Rumi has your eyebrows, Beyoncé” I said tracing the delicate features of my niece.
“And Sir has Robyn's nose.” Dad added and Robyn chuckled, glancing at Beyoncé.
“Looks like we’ve got a perfect mix of both of us."
For the next few hours, the living room was filled with soft coos and the gentle hum of lullabies.
The couple took turns holding and rocking the babies, marveling at their every expression and tiny movement. The twins seemed to respond to the affection, their eyes twinkling and little mouths forming toothless grins.
“I can’t believe how perfect they are,” Beyoncé said, her voice filled with awe.
“Every little detail. Just perfect.”
“They are" i said.
“And they’re going to be so spoiled by their grandparents, aren’t they?” Beyoncé then rolled her eyes
“Absolutely,” Mama Tina replied with a laugh.
“We’ve waited too long for this moment"
As the evening approached, the family gathered in the nursery mom and dad had carefully prepared.
The room was painted a soft pastel blue with stars and clouds on the ceiling, creating a dreamy atmosphere. They watched as Robyn and Beyoncé gently laid Rumi and Sir into the cribs, their eyelids fluttering as they began to drift off to sleep.
“Sweet dreams, my little angels,” Robyn whispered, brushing her fingers lightly over the babies’ cheeks.
My sister stood beside her, wrapping her arm around her shoulders. “We’re so blessed,” she whispered.
Robyn nodded, tears of happiness brimming in her eyes. “More than we ever imagined.”As the house grew quiet, the only sounds were the gentle breathing of the newborns and the soft rustle of leaves outside.
Well i still need to talk to my sister after all. I need to talk to her about the investors and everything about the company
Matthew and Robald knew that this was just the beginning of a new chapter, one filled with the joy and wonder of watching their grandchildren grow.
