Marga's P.O.V
Mom rolled her eyes and smiled at us as Daddy hugged us.
"Dad..." As I felt Dad's hug tighten around me, I closed my eyes tightly.
I know Dad is still upset about my decision, but I'm glad he was able to attend our wedding earlier and still came. Because I was well aware that he couldn't stand me. I understand how he feels, but I am grateful that even though he had some reservations about our marriage to Klark, he was still willing to accept it for me.
First, I sighed deeply. I know he's still vehemently opposed to it, but he can't do anything. My decision is fully formed. I'm Daddy's girl out of the two of them. But I adore them in the same way. I just got used to Papa because he said I was his favorite child when I was a kid. She is the only princess she has ever known. Aside from his mother, who is the queen of his life. I can't help but feel heavy when I smile at Dad as if I've just... I was crying to Dad because he hadn't bought me my favorite candy. But I'm crying now because I'm married to a... Prince.
I looked at Dad, who was already staring at me. He was weakly smiling at me, the edge of his eyes twinkling, and I knew he was trying to keep emotion from escaping and causing him to cry.
"Dad... I hope you'll accept him completely. He's a nice man, Dad, and I'll prove and assure you that I'll be happy to spend the rest of my life with him. I hope you understand."
"I know... for the sake of my daughter's happiness. For you, my dear, I agree," he said softly as he nodded slowly at me.
"Oh, Dad, I'm going to miss you,"
I hugged my father once, and I was moved to tears when I saw that he was crying all the time because of what I said. I once heard his deep sigh as he hugged and whispered to me. His mouth released a faint rasping voice, but the emphasis of his voice could be tuned to suppress intense emotions.
"You just have to be happy, my dear, and don't come home with us regretting and crying because I won't hesitate to hurt your husband." It threatened in hushed tones. I chuckled slightly.
'Dad!' At the same time, I patted his shoulder. Dad was always mentally intimidated, no matter where he was.
We both burst out laughing.
When Dad and I turned to face each other, I noticed a smile on his face. He gave a weak smile. I know Dad doesn't want to show his emotions to me because he hates seeing her cry. He immediately handed me a brown cardigan and draped it over my shoulders. I let out a snort. It smells nice.
"Seriously, Dad?" I responded with a laugh.
His lips lift slightly. "Let me do this to you one last time, my dear; I'm still not used to you wearing that," he said with a frown as he stroked my clothes, and when he turned to face me, he smiled.
"Dad, it's my wedding. I hope you grow accustomed to it."
"Yes, but you're stunning, honey. My princess is so... so lovely, and your husband is lucky to have such a lovely wife as you..." We both burst out laughing at the same time. Even he is a staunch conservative.
"Oh, come on, Almario, who else but I will inherit that beauty? Isn't that one of the things you drove me insane about when we first got married?" Mom is bragging.
"Your Mom is too full to herself," Dad simply shook his head, and the three of us laughed together.
I will undoubtedly miss them.
After eating, I kissed my parents on the cheek. I said goodbye and thanked Klark's parents as well, and I saw Klark say goodbye to my parents as well, and I saw Dad speaking seriously in front of him while Klark nodded though I didn't hear much while Mom gave Klark a big smile.
"We're getting out of here." I bid Tita Linea and Tito Kleus farewell.
"Don't forget what I told you, hija. My son is attractive, and you are as well, so I hope our race grows in increase." And she laughed as she hugged me tightly.
She has a very open mind. Fortunately, Klark was engaged in conversation with my parents. Because of what he said, I immediately blushed, and I was a little embarrassed inwardly because Klark's father could hear us.
"Come on, Linea. They may arrive late, and traffic will still be present even at night." Tito Kleus stated, " Linea's hug immediately vanished from me, and she kissed me on the cheek. Klark's Mom.
"Take care, hija. Take care, you two of my sons and grandchildren "Kleus reminded me and patted my shoulder; I bowed my head slightly and smiled.
"We'll be careful, too," I said.
I simply bowed and thanked her. In fact, I'm still not used to calling them Mama and Papa. I let out a sigh. I'll get used to it eventually.
Klark and I left the hotel together after saying our goodbyes. It was also not difficult because a car was waiting outside the hotel. Rius and Zeus were already in the front seat when he entered it. While Klark was speaking with Ermy, their butler said his goodbyes and went inside to fetch Klark's parents.
"Auntiemommy!" exclaimed the child. Klark's youngest son, Zeus, greeted me with a hug, while Rius was busy and focused on playing Psp in the backseat.
That's what they always call me because they consider me to be a mother as well. I recall paying frequent visits to Shaina because she has a difficult time caring for both of them at the same time, and she doesn't want to be cared for by other helpers even though she just wants the two of us to have fun. Shaina tells the children that Auntiemommy is what they call me as they grow older. As if she were a second mother to her child.
I hugged him and lavished him with kisses on the cheek.
"Hello, baby boy..." And that's how I feel about Zeus.
I returned my gaze to Rius, who was fiddling with his phone.
"Hi Rius," I said as I smiled at him.
He cracked a small smile at me.
"Hello," he said politely.
I sighed and bit my lower lip. I simply diverted my attention by caressing Klark's youngest son Zeus, who had been hugging and teasing me earlier.
So it's even sweeter because, unlike his big brother with Rius, Zeus is very quiet and aloof, which may be how he is when he's a teenager. I know I lose my sweetness as I get older because my siblings are all boys. This boy was also nice to me and never treated me badly.
"Papa! Papa!" exclaimed the children. When Zeus got into the car, he was overjoyed to see Klark.
"Hey there, kiddo."
And Zeus was sitting on my lap while we were in the front seat, and as Klark turned to face his son in my arms, he lowered his face and kissed the boy on the forehead, and I was barely able to sit in the seat as he drew even closer to bring our faces even closer.
His breathing is audible to me. I bit my lower lip and turned to look out the window in the opposite direction. I could detect the odor of wine on his breath. I only heard a click when he buckled my seatbelt.
"For your safety," he said, smiling, and I pinned his dimple.
The car's engine was running at the same time, and I turned again.
I rolled down the car window so I could see our parents outside, and I just smiled and waved at them. I just pretended to be ecstatic like a newlywed.
"Are you tired?" he inquired. His gaze fixed on the passage.
"Hmm-hmm," I said, nodding. "Just a smidgeon..."
My eyelids are getting heavier, but I feel like I'm wide awake in my system. I couldn't close my eyes and fall asleep; I was drowsy but couldn't get to sleep. My brain has too many bad thoughts to think about, so my system wakes up.
"You should sleep because we have a long ride ahead of us and the distance is still great. When we get home, I'll wake you up."
I just closed my eyes, exhausted. Who would have guessed that these tears were the result of joy and self-pity? I immediately leaned against the window and wiped the last of my tears away.
I just hope it's a lot of fun. I hope I'm content. I'm hoping so.
During the ride, I kissed Zeus on the cheek because he fell asleep on my arm while I was cuddling him. Rius, on the other hand, closes his eyes and rests both arms on his head, occasionally waking up to look out the window and play in his Phone again. I catch a glimpse of him now and then; he looks exactly like his father, but he's younger. Klark's appearance has recently matured and he now appears even more intimidating.
Unlike Zeus, Shaina and Klark's mixed faces have a more visible aura, which is why they are more appealing than their sibling. Rius has the snobbish, dark appearance of his father Klark, while Zeus is cheerful and light. That was my first impression of Klark when I first saw him; he appeared to be a snob and intimidating. It appears dangerous, but it is exceptionally marvelously attractive.
I was thinking to myself. I couldn't take my gaze away from his handsome face as I watched him drive.
'What would it be like to be married to Klark?'
How does it feel to also have a child from him?
I let out a sigh.
I can't help but feel nervous as we get closer to moving into our new home. Sounds plausible, but it's not entirely accurate.
I almost forgot when Klark turned to me and smiled as I stared at him.
"What's the point of staring at me? Is it possible that I have dirt on my face, sweetie?"
I gasped in shock. Oh, crap.