16 weeks later
Mikhael's POV
Ayara's face contorted in pain as another contraction gripped her body. She squeezed my hand, her nails digging deep into my palm.
"Push, my love" I whispered urgently, my eyes locked on hers. "You're doing great, you're good"
Ayara's breaths were shallow and rapid, but she nodded determinedly. With one final push, the room erupted in a chorus of wails.
I grip on Ayara's hand relaxed, replaced by tears of joy streaming down my face. Ayara's exhausted smile mirrored me.
"We did it" she whispered.
Together, we gazed at our newborns, wrapped snugly in hospital blankets. I planted a tender kiss on Ayara's forehead.
Ayara's eyes sparkled, her gaze shifting between our children. "Welcome to the world, Kairo and Kyle" she whispered, her voice filled with emotion.
I smiled, my eyes shining with adoration. "Perfect"
The nurse gently placed the twins in Ayara's arms. She cradled them close, marveling at their tiny features.
"You did great, baby. Ang lakas-lakas mo, you're very strong" I whispered, wrapping my arms around Ayara and the babies.
As we shared a tender moment, the hospital room faded into the background, leaving only the love and joy surrounding us.
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All I thought was it's easy to take care of a baby, dahil nakayanan ni Ayara na palakihin si Kian at Avy noong nawala ako pero hindi pala. Maya't-maya ang gising ko para buhatin sila at patahanin dahil maya-maya ang iyak nila, nabanggit ni Ayara na hindi naman daw ganon si Kian at Avy noon. Apat-apat ang pinapatulog ko gabi-gabi at sa totoo lang, it's tiring pero gusto ko ang ginagawa ko. I'm happy to do this, kahit nga madagdagan pa sila hindi ako magrereklamo pero may family plan kami ni Ayara. Hindi na rin ako nakakapag gym dahil mas pinagtuunan ko ng pansin ang pamilya ko, sila ang mas importante sa'kin.
I stumbled through the darkened nursery, sleep-deprived exhaustion etched on my face. Twin wails filled the air.
"Kairo, please... Kyle, shh tahan na..." I juggled two bottles, desperately trying to soothe the screaming infants.
I carried them in my arms but they won't stop.
Ayara entered, a gentle smile on her face. "Need help?"
I exhaled, defeated. "Ginawa ko na ang lahat, they won't calm down."
Ayara chuckled softly. "Maybe they're tag-teaming us"
Together, we navigated the chaotic night, our laughter and whispers a calming balm amidst the chaos.
"Bakit nanahimik si Kyle nung binuhat mo siya?" I asked, feeling betrayed.
Ayara chuckled "I don't know honey, maybe he's Mama's boy"
"No! Hindi pwede, dapat lahat sila Dada's boy" pakikipagtalo ko.
"Damot mo naman" Ayara pouted that made my heart melt in her adorable facial features.
"Joke lang po misis ko, come here nga" I said and Ayara came closer.
I kissed her forehead softly.
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I jump right in the bed and breath heavily, facing the ceiling.
Ayara followed me and sat down next to me.
"Let's cuddle" I said and pulled her closely that made her flinch.
"Cuddle ba talaga?" Ayara asked, grinning.
"Oo naman" I responded and hugged her tightly.
"Aray ko naman, ang higpit ng yakap mo" reklamo ni Ayara pero hindi ko binitawan.
"Let me" I said and stuff my head in Ayara's neck.
"M-Mikhael, it tickles me" she stuttered and grip on my hair.
"Huwag kang uungol ha, baka magalit si junjun ko" I joked but I received a slap on my arm.
"Anong huwag uungol? nakasiksik ka sa leeg ko eh tumatama yung hininga mo sa leeg ko" Ayara said and rolled her eyes.
I fixed myself and stared at her. I found myself staring at her for a little longer and wandering my eyes in her kissable lips.
Ayara bit her lower lips. "If you want to kiss me, just do it" Ayara said.
Without hesitation, I brushed my lips against her. Ayara sat on my lap and wrapped her arms around my neck while continue kissing me. I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her close. Our lips met softly, then intensely, the world narrowing to our passionate kiss.
I travelled around her waist, pulling her even closer.
"Mhm" a little moan escapes in her lips between our kisses.
And with just a few minutes, Ayara pulled away.
"T-that's enough, baka hindi ko mapigilan sarili ko" Ayara said and was about to leave on my lap when I locked her waist above me.
"What?" She asked confusedly.
"Wag Mikhael ha, wag mong subukan" She added.
"You don't have to stop yourself though" I said and flashed a smile in my lips.
"No, no no Mikhael ayoko!" Ayara shouted and hurriedly left on my lap but I carried her na parang sako.
"Saan mo ako dadalhin?! Mikhael ibaba mo ako please wag!" She protests but I continued walking through the bathroom.
"Gusto mo ng basketball team? Ibibigay ko sayo" I said and closed the door.
- The End -
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