I had a very though day today. My schedule was filled with so many meetings. I need to answer some queries. I had to over see the whole operation of the new wagons.
It's already midnight, my wife might be sleeping already. I tiredly drove home. And I was right, the whole house is quiet already.
I went to the room on the rightmost, I saw my Joszue Lukas sleeping soundly. This guy has the cleanest room among them all. He's 15 already and he's so great. He can perfect his exam easily. He was a genius. He's well behaved and grew up very responsible. He got his mother's IQ. But he definitely looked like me.
Then I went to the next room. Here's the room of my other son. Jozsef Matteo sleeping like he's on war. He got my sleeping habbit of wearing only boxers at night. His room is so messy that's the reason his Mom always pinches his ears. This boy is so naughty that the school principal became his mother's friend. But nonetheless, I saw myself in him. He loves his mother more than anyone and anything in this world even he's 14 and acts like 4.
Then to the other room. My youngest son. Joakim Markus is fast asleep while his hands are still on his laptop. Oh boy, If your Mommy sees this, surely you can't find the laptop for the rest of your life. I came near him keep the laptop away from him. I just put it on his study table. This kid is a total snob. He wasn't friendly at all. Maybe, Auckland's environment where he was conceived and born wasn't so good in producing friendly babies. He's just 11, turning 12 next month.
Time flies so fast. I can still remember how those three boys were when they orchestrate tantrums everytime Mommy's out. I can still remember how I made running after them my daily exercise, and now, they are so big. I am sonptoud if these three. They may not be perfect but they grew up fine loving their Mom sooo much.
So I smiled upon opening our room. My wife isn't sleeping yet. She was in the recliner.
"Hi Sweetheart. Why aren't you sleeping yet?" I asked.
She smiled at me.
I suddenly remember how a young girl in that bar copies the drinks everyone beside her orders.
That time, I had a hard day in the office I decided to shrug it off. I was looking for a company tonight. I saw a girl on the bar stool, she was alone I thought. I observe her first laugh on how she copies drinks someone's orders. I decided to seat beside her and she smiled at me.
I wanted to laugh at myself, she's beautiful. Yeah, but not the beauty I am looking for. I just don't know why my heart started to beat faster. She talks like local, maybe she's a local.
We started to chat, and there I found out, I was wrong. She's a Filipina, just like Mama. She gives comment that really makes me laugh. She seems not to notice that I completely understand her side comments. Until I blurted out I knew what she's trying to say. I love how shock she was. Unexpectedly, she kissed me.
I was sure as heaven that I know what I'm doing. I want her. So I dragged her out and went to her hotel. I thought I wasn't her first but she told me why I haven't teared any inside her. She was so honest with me. That night she told me things she wanted to do. And being married secretly, raged my whole system. It keeps on shouting 'Take that chance!' so I did. I married her the next day.
On the next days of being together, I felt really really happy. I surely felt home on her arms. She was so caring and loving. She doesn't want my money. She never asked something. Then she needs to get back home. I terribly miss her. I wanted to reach her but I'm afreid I'll end up running to her and not be able to finish what I'm supposed to do. I wanted to take a leave but I can't until Uncle George offered me something. He'll gonna give me vacation and work to The Philippines. I was sure happy.
I spent the two months doing my job so I can leave the soonest and visit The Philippines. I wanted to see my wife. And things happen perfectly. She's still the wife I married at Vegas. She never changed. But she became more wifely because of the chance we had together.
We survived being in a long distance relationship. We almost made it not until I stayed but we've lost our first son because of some selfish brats. I really wanted to kill them already but I don't want my wife to be bothered anymore. We were almost wrecked but she choose to trust while I choose fight. And here we are now, happy, very happy and contented. I know, where ever my Jacobo Juan is, he's happy for us.
Our son Joszue Lukas was born in Singapore. Our Jozsef Matteo in Germany , our youngest son, Joakim Markus in Auckland, NZ and our baby princess, Annikaeleen Mariya here in the Philippines.
"Etong bunso mo po kasi, ayaw magpababa kaya eto kami gising pa po." Nikka
Our youngest, is finally a girl. We actually never expected to be pregnant again until she came. We were all very happy and excited especially the boys. The moment we knew we'll be having her my boys were all giddy and excited.
"Princess, why won't you sleep in the crib? Huh?!" I asked my baby girl and carried her from her Mommy
This two month old baby holds my whole world in her very tiny hands. She makes me literally kiss her foot. And she makes me fall in love with her mother over and over again.
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"She maybe is waiting for you." My wife smiled
"Oh, you're waiting for Daddy my princess?" I asked while I snuggle her round arms
And rock her a little to make her sleep.
"She really won't sleep without you Sweetheart. So you should be home earlier."
"Oh my princess. Daddy loves you so."
"Have you eaten?"
"Yep I had an early dinner but a cup of hot chocolate and a slice of your custard cake will help me." I said while I lay my princess on her crib.
"Okay, I'll prepare you one." Sabi nya
But before she leaves the room I grabbed her.
"I change my mind, I think milk's better than that." And smiled naughtily at her.
Ofcourse we stumble to bed and create mag again. I can hope for another baby. I smiled, faced my sleeping wife and hugged her tight.
