639. The Tale V

639. The Tale V

Sonarot helped with brushing the twin’s teeth, while Adam cleaned the triplet’s teeth, and Jurot assisted his sister. Lanarot complained at first, but since it was Jurot helping, she opened her mouth wide for him.

“Did you listen to mother?” Jurot asked.

“Yes,” Lanarot replied.

“No,” Jirot stated, yawning lightly.

“You must listen to your nana,” Jurot said, reaching out to place a hand on Jirot’s head. Jirot shyly moved away from his hand and cuddled with her nana.

“I can’t believe that you would take away the children from me,” Adam whispered. “I didn’t even get to hug my chonky boy.”

“You may hug Gurot tomorrow,” Sonarot said, brushing Jirot’s hair gently with a brush. “He may not remember you since you have been away for so long.”

“Why did I even leave?” Adam thought. “It’s been almost a half year since we’ve gone, of course they’d forget us. Luckily, we didn’t miss his birthday.”

“Murot was born today,” Sonarot informed.

“Murot?”

“Gurot’s younger brother.”

Adam smiled. “Is he a chonky boy too?”

“He is not as chonky as Maygak and Faygak,” Sonarot said. “Maygak and Faygak are both so big for their age.”

“I’m going to spoil them all,” Adam whispered, almost as though it was a threat.

Jarot eyed the Half Elf up from the corner of the room, all the while holding his twin sister’s hand. Jirot yawned and mewed quietly to Jarot, before she dropped down with her brother onto the thick blanket. She pointed up to Adam and babbled quietly. Jarot just nodded. The pair then kissed each other’s forehead, and they turned to the triplets, who came over to hug and kiss their younger siblings too, embracing them tight.

Adam was sitting down against the wall, closing his eyes as he ate the dessert for his heart. ‘No. This should be illegal. My kids are too cute.’ He sighed.

“Papa,” Lanarot called, hugging his head before kissing his forehead. “Good?”

“Yes, very good.”

“Weading?”

“You want me to read for you?”

“Yes.”

“Okay, sure,” Adam said.

“Lanarot, it’s time to sleep,” Sonarot said.

“No,” Lanarot replied. “Book.”

“Tomorrow your papa can read.”

“Books!” Lanarot stated firmly.

“Lanababy,” Adam said, picking her up, blowing against her stomach. “Papa will read you a book tomorrow, okay?”

“Book...” Lanarot pouted.

“I will,” Adam said, brushing her hair gently with a hand. “If you sleep like a good girl, papa will read you a book tomorrow.”

“Mowoh?”

“That’s right.”

“Jurot, will you hug them?” Adam whispered. “If you hug them, they’ll drop their defences around us and then I’ll be able to smother them.”

“Okay,” Jurot said, before holding out his arms. “Jirot, come.”

Jirot looked up at Jurot, before looking back at her nana. “Oo?”

“Go, hug your uncle,” Sonarot said, brushing the girl’s hair.

Jirot slowly walked over to Jurot, clasping her hands together shyly. Jurot slowly lifted her up and hugged her, the girl resisting for a moment, before she slumped, melted against her uncle.

‘Bell, how much is that now?’

[One hundred thousand.]

‘Damn,’ Adam thought, biting his lower lip. ‘That’ll take me a couple of years.’

“Ah!” Jarot cried aloud, before Jurot let Jirot down, and held out his arms for the boy. Jirot slowly awoke from the aftermath of the hug, and quickly ran back to her nana, her eyes darting towards Jurot in shock. Jarot ran away after her and held onto his nana’s leg too.

“That’s what I’m saying Jirot,” Adam whispered. “Isn’t it scary?”

“I do not hug as well as father,” Jurot stated, simply.

“Where are Murot and the others?” Adam asked, realising he didn’t want Lanarot to ask about him yet.

“They are elsewhere for now,” Sonarot replied. “They will be taken care of by the extended family and their parents.”

“So it’s just going to be Aunt and the bois,” Adam said.

“The girls as well.”

“No, not the boys, the bois,” Adam said, trying to emphasise the word. “You know, like... the homies.”

“The homies?”

“Jurot, I told you to interrupt me when I was being cringe,” Adam whispered.

“Were you being cringe?”

“Yeah.”

“Okay. Stop it, Adam.”

“Alright.” Adam sighed, looking at his kids. “Do you think daddy is cringe?”

“Yes,” Konarot replied, giving him a thumbs up.

“If nothing else, my children are not liars,” Adam said, ruffling her hair. “So how is it that my twins have forgotten me?”

“They are growing up quickly,” Sonarot confirmed. “They are already speaking and moving so well. They understand as much as the triplets and Lanarot.”

“My kids are too smart,” Adam whispered. “How the hell did that happen?”

Jurot remained silent, also wondering how his children were so smart. “Perhaps it is because of their mother?” Jurot asked.

“Right, maybe you’re on to something,” Adam said, slowly nodding his head. “It can’t be because of me.”

“Yes.”

“Oi.”

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