Marga's P.O.V
I stuttered because I didn't know what to say and because all eyes were on me.
"T- That's... that's currently impossible,"
"Oh, Linea, leave those alone. Let us not rush them because I am confident that one day it will bear fruit and we will have a grandchild." My mother said, and they both burst out laughing.
"Well, I suppose you're correct. I'm really looking forward to meeting your daughter, Amanda."
"Who wouldn't want to? I, too, was ecstatic." Mom responded by laughing.
Okay... I'm not sure how I'm going to react. I was under a lot of pressure, and Mom even said that no one knew what was really going on, while Daddy was just sitting there, occasionally talking to Klark's Dad. Mom, please accept my heartfelt apologies.
I also have no idea what Klark's Mother's trip is every time my Mom and I talk happily about having a child or, should I say, pregnancy. I'm worried.
I was struck by how quickly they became at ease with one another. Klark's parents are considerate. Only Dad appears to be intimidating. But I could see Klark's father talking to my Dad, and he, too, became comfortable later, and I didn't see anything in their disagreement, despite the fact that the Villaverdes were wealthy in comparison to our Florendos, whose life was simple. Error.
"Linea, she is correct. I'm excited as well, but let's not rush them "Klark's father responded by laughing as well.
"I understand, Kleus. She chuckled as she said, "I know..."
The Villaverdes looked at me, Klark's father smiled at me sparingly, and Klark's mother smiled at me as well—uh, teasingly.
"Guys, you'd better make time for each other before having children. The process of reproduction is not hurried." My father also responded that he was speaking seriously as an excuse for a moment of silence.
Fortunately, Mom kept quiet about Dad's squabble, so they were able to talk again.
Klark joined in the conversation until they just told the story and laughed non-stop happily, and I just quietly listened but answered when they asked me. Despite the fact that the gap between the state of our lives is large and wide, it does not disappoint that there are still things on which people can truly agree that you would not expect.
I expected more squabbles with my parents and Klark's parents, but it seemed like a thorn had been removed from my heart, and my anxiety had subsided.
When Klark's father informed us that Ermy, their butler, was already present and waiting for us, we were instructed to leave as well.
"The night is getting darker; perhaps we should go home? So that this newlywed couple can spend more time together,"
When my parents suddenly began teasing me while Klark laughed, I was taken aback. Oh, come on. This is the time when my parents and I will be separated and Klark will be living in our home!
Klark immediately turned to me and gestured to me, which I accepted, and he smiled at me.
"Shall we go?"
I gave him a small smile and nodded. I noticed his gaze shift to my lips, then back to my eyes, so I shifted my gaze away from his intense stare.
"Wait a minute. Just a moment. Let us say our final goodbyes to our parents. You should also say good-bye to your parents first." He looked at me for a moment, then nodded, and I approached Mom and Dad.
Mom and Dad, on the other hand, were standing side by side, looking at me and both waiting for me to approach. My eyes were fixed when I noticed that Mom was already in tears as I approached, which made me emotional. I know who I inherited from, but it was Mom. There is confidence because it is genuine.
In front of them, I cleared my throat and sighed deeply. Mom is a sensitive person. I swallowed first because I was afraid I'd cry from the emotion I was experiencing.
"We're leaving, Mom and Dad. Could you please contact me if you require anything? And if my brothers are stubborn, just tell me right away, I'm going to miss you Mom..."
I immediately hugged my mother, and I could hear her sobbing at me as she hugged me tightly.
"Oh, my sweetie... we're going to miss you too," Mom's hug tightened and I sobbed a little. "I hope you're doing well, honey, and don't forget to call us your Dad, huh? I love you."
"Yes, Mom, I love you too..." I let out a long sigh. "T-Take care as well. If you have a need or a problem, please do not hesitate to contact me, okay?" As I savored my mother's warm embrace, I also reminded them.
Mom's deep sigh could be heard as she hugged me. I enjoy the gentle caress of her hand on my back. I forcefully close my eyes. Someday... someday they'll get it.
I hope that someday, even if I can't tell the truth, I can still tell because I don't want to lie to my parents, and I also don't want to take the lie I told into the pit. But for the time being, it is required. For the time being, I must lie.
The truth is not appropriate at this time. And I knew they'd object if I said it right away. Before Shaina dies, I will break my promise to her. And my parents would be even angrier with me if one of my fears, particularly Klark, became a reality. I have to take a risk, Klark, and I have to take a risk for his children's sake.
I immediately let go of the hug because my eyes were already welling up with tears and I could feel the heat in the corner of my eye, especially since seeing Mom cry made my breathing heavier to avoid choking.
"Please, Mom, don't cry. On weekends, I will also pay you a visit at your home. I guarantee it.
"It should be, honey," she said with a warm smile.
Oh my goodness! Only now will I be permanently separated from my parents, and I will be permanently separated because I know I will have my own family. Isn't it true, though, that it won't last forever? Because I know there is a limit to what Klark and I can do.
I make the most of every second, minute, and hour ahead of me, and they are right there with me. I am no longer a child; I am now a parent who will raise and care for his child as a real mother would.
I'm not sure what is the proper way to raise a child, but I'm sure I'll do what my parents did to raise me properly. I'm referring to myself. Triple and overflowing with love and concern for his son. Our son.
"That's all there is to it, Amanda," Dad said as I turned to see him holding Mama's elbow.
"That will be with you..."
Mama sniffled before letting go and fixed her gaze on Daddy.
"Whenever your father is available, interrupter!" It bothered Dad at the same time.
"I'm just worried that your make-up will be ruined, Amanda, so go ahead and you'll be ugly. You don't have to cry because there aren't any dead, honey," Dad said, prompting Mom to slap him on the arm.
Dad and I both laughed. That's something I'll miss. I make the most of my time while watching my parents. Because I have my own life to deal with tomorrow.
"Shut up, Almario!" Mom rolled her eyes and hissed.
Dads laughed. "Oh, instead of crying, just smile, honey. Be happy for our daughter so she doesn't pity you when they leave. She may find it difficult to leave."
Mom sighed.
They're just adorable.
Dad, who enjoys teasing, and Mom, who is easily irritated. They are, however, very nice to each other.
"I understand, Almario. It's just that I'll miss our eldest the most. Our only daughter. It seems like she was just a little girl when I was carrying her, but she is now married." I just laughed and shook my head at Mom's drama.
Dad just shook his head.
"And you, Almario, as if you didn't cry last night when you found out our dearest daughter was getting married the next day, I even stopped you crying- " Mom spoke up but was cut off.
My lips parted at the shock I heard. Dad cried last night? I can't imagine! I got used to him being tough, intimidating, without visible emotions and ruthless.
He didn't shut me up and was cold to me only a few days ago. I'm not sure... aww, Dad. I'm going to miss my Dad terribly. I'm definitely a Daddy's girl.
"Amanda, please stop talking. That's what I'm saying. You don't even need to inform our son." Dad made a threat.
Mom laughed. "You should be ashamed of your daughter!"
"Is that true, Dad?" I lift my lips a little.
He sighed and rolled his eyes.
Mama simply shook her head and laughed heartily.
"Mr. Almario... I'm not sure about you. It's not a bad thing to cry. So don't be so obstinate! If you can fence, our daughter is no longer a child! Accept that our daughter has grown up, that she will fall apart and have a life of their own. Why don't you just tell her how much we're going to miss our unica hija?"
Dad just sighed and frowned, and when he looked at me, his lips lifted and his brows arched. I chuckled slightly.
"Yes, indeed! Get out of there first honey, and please allow me to hug my daughter as well!" Dad reacted angrily.
Mom and I exchanged glances and laughed as I felt my dear Father's warm and tight embrace. I'm gonna miss my dad too. I'm gonna miss them.