Please be my mommy

chapter 22

Arthit pov

"Mr.B-ret told us he'll be our home room teacher fwom t-today and few st-tudents cried w-hen he said you're not in school" I'm picking Nine from school. It has been an whole week since i quit and i haven't tried in any other schools.

"Awww I'm honoured,  but change is unavoidable baby boy. Mr.Bret is also a very good teacher. You'll start liking him very soon" i convinced.

"Why w-would i mind when you're my mom-mmy" i chuckled at his unexpected response. he slurped his yogurt happily.

We reached home, he had his snacks and i was helping him with his homework. Yesterday me and Kongpob fixed our wedding date, it's going to fall on my birthday and on our one year anniversary, which is exactly 27 days from now.

I was a bit reluctant at the beginning but Kongpob insisted by saying that's when everything started so that date should be saved for the best. And he isn't even wrong about that.

Kongpob let us know his presence by yelling at someone over phone "i don't care, i freakin don't care. I want it done by tomorrow"

I gave him a glass of water, his mood totally changed after seeing Nine and ermm me. "Have you prepared your guest list Arthit" he asked loosening his tie.

"I did duddy" Nine brought a piece of crumbled paper with names written in different colour of crayons. "Only 2 ?" Kongpob picked Nine.

"James and Ryan" Nine smiled.

"There wouldn't be much from my side too. Hardly 40" i shrugged my shoulders. "Okay" kongpob went to shower.

"Angel, I'm so ex-ex-cited daddy and you are getting married in a beach" Nine jumped happily.

"I don't remember saying anything about beach. It's gonna happen in a church which is half a kilometre from here" i grabbed his shoulders and explained.

"No way, No" he stomped his feet starting to throw a tantrum. Nine is an angelic baby boy, unless we say 'no' to him.

"Someone doesn't want their ipad time today" i mentioned him indirectly.

"I don't wan any iPad, i wan beach weddin" he folded his hands and sat on the couch.

"Church" i said.

"Beach" he yelled back.

"Church"

"Beach"

"So here's what i think" kongpob interrupted us.

"We Ofcourse don't want your opinion" i stopped kongpob inbetween and turned my attention to Nine.

"What did you just say? What did you just say man?" Kongpob secured my arms above my head and started tickling my sides.

"Kong stop arghhh" i giggled loudly which made my eyes water. Kongpob didn't stop attacking me with his tickly fingers, we both stopped when we heard Nine crying his lungs out.

"Baby boy, what happened?" I reached to him. "Hero" kongpob pulled Nine to his lap. "Is your tummy hurting?" Kong asked rubbing Nine's tummy.

"You hurtin my mom-my" Nine extended his arms to me. "Haha, no mister you got that wrong" i hugged him. Kongpob's mouth was ajar. "I have tickled you before hero. Did that hurt?" He asked Nine, who was sniffing.

"But mom-mmy was cwying you h-held his hands too thight" Nine explained his point.

"History's biggest betrayal after Brutus to caesar" Kongpob laid flat on the floor with hands behind his head, Nine jumped on top of him throwing a fit of giggles.

"I have an interview tomorrow in st.paul highschool" i informed kongpob.

"Oh, that school's founder's son is my friend" he said playing with Nine.

"I can take care of it myself" i laid flat next to him.

"Did i say something about helping you? I love coming home to you and Nine. Can you stay at home for some more days?" he rolled and bumed his forehead with mine.

"I am thinking about starting as a therapist if not teaching"

"I would love that, you don't have to spend as much as time you usually do in teaching" I'm happy he agreed. It is not like i need his permission to change my career, but every big steps has to be informed and adjusted when we are starting a family together.

"Sir, dinner is ready" kong's cook and Nine's nanny stella informed us.

"Thank you a-aunty" Nine walked inside the kitchen following her.

"I have two wedding destinations in mind. Pick the one you like" kong  took few pamphlets from his office bag and thrusted it to me. Those were from the top wedding planners of the country.

"Kong, don't have to spend so much. We'll just do it in a church. My savings wouldn't even be enough for a flight to these places" paris? Italy? Colorado? "And please don't say you won't need my money, it's my wedding too"

"I don't mind anyway, all that matters to me is you saying 'I do" he ruffled my hair and occupied a chair in the table. I stood there at the same spot trying to calm my pounding heart.

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