Crave (Completed)

Chapter 30

Mew's POV

"Bii, I am sorry. I was just stressed. Face me, please. You know why I got mad, right?"

"I know...because I am a failure mom and I don't deserve to be a parent."

"Bii, trust me, you are not a failure parent. I know you are trying hard and I am sorry for what I have said earlier." I caressed his cheeks. "Please have enough rest."

"I am fine, boo. Can you just get me pain reliever meds? My head is aching so much."
I kissed his temple.

"Do you want me to take you to the hospital for a checkup?"

"No, need. Just leave me alone please."

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I set an appointment for twins' general checkups. Gulf woke up in the middle of the night to ask me this.

We want to be sure that there is nothing wrong with them. Gulf is worried because Natasha cries a lot.

Outside the pedia room, we are waiting for our names to be called. It was almost time for our appointment. We can feel those stares again. They are judging this family we have for sure but I do not care. Even Gulf is not that affected anymore.

"Boo, can I rest when we go home?" He looks so drained.

"No need to ask, bii. You know you can rest anytime. I would love it if you do. I don't want you to be tired of taking care of our twins."
I am serious about this.

I just want him to know that I am thankful already for having him beside me, and more than grateful that he had given me a chance to have beautiful kids too.

The checkup turned out pretty well. They are perfectly healthy.

"Does it mean that Natasha likes you more than me?" He is so serious about this issue.

"Bii, you know it's not. They are still babies. We don't know maybe when she grows up a little, she would ask for you more than me."

He sighed heavily.

"I'll give more of my time to them,bii. Sorry for being busy this past week...and more time for you too."

For the past months, everything ran smoothly in our home.

We have moved to a bigger house.

I want them to grow up in a beautiful home where they can freely play in the backyard.

Gulf has been a very caring mom. I am proud that at a young age he managed to take care of us and do a pretty good job at school. He enrolled for last semester when our babies turned 8 months. He was hesitating to go back at first but I have encouraged him since I promised that to him.

I still work at home. I hired 3 nannies for my babies that will work on shifts. Two for the morning shift and one for the night shift. I don't want Gulf to get exhausted since he was busy on his thesis too.

These past weeks, I can feel that he is upset about something but I can really not understand why and he is not telling me anything about it.

"How are my babies? Miss mommy?" When he got home from school he quickly showers and rushed to our babies' room to play with them.

"They miss you of course, but daddy misses you more." He raised an eyebrow.

"Look at your daddy, baby. He is flirting with your mommy again. Should I believe in him? Did he really misses me?" He asked Natasha playfully.

"I do, of course." I moved closer to them and hugged Gulf. "Why do you look extra enticing today? This scent too...I've been craving for it since morning.