Chapter 91- Baby Twins are Out. 🥰
Chapter 91- Baby Twins are Out. 🥰
Faith's POV
It felt like everything happened just yesterday. Amy was finally imprisoned, but her mind couldn’t handle the scene—she was the one who killed her own child, Daphnie, and she watched Justine die right in front of her. She went insane, so instead of being put in jail, she ended up in a mental hospital.
Now, I’m nine months pregnant. My cesarean is scheduled for next week because the twins are in a malposition. Austin hasn’t been going to the office either. He wants to stay by my side all the time. Ever since we reconciled, our relationship has been smooth and happy. Jairee has continued her studies and is now in Kindergarten. Jake is still her personal bodyguard and nanny. He hasn’t returned to nursing. I once asked him if he wanted to go back to working in a hospital.
“No, Ma’am. I’m happy with what I’m doing now. It’s honorable work, and the pay is much better,” he replied.
“Are you sure, Jake?” I asked to confirm.
“Yes, Ma’am. With my salary, I can provide for my family, save money, and I don’t have to go abroad like I planned,” he explained. His words made me understand him more. I couldn’t argue, and my child was happy to have him around. It really is a blessing to have him with us.
Austin slept soundly, hugging my waist, his gentle breathing brushing against my neck. He rarely relaxes like this.
But in the early morning, a sharp pain woke me.
“Ugh…” I clutched my stomach.
It wasn’t normal pregnancy cramps—it was stronger… and it felt like something hot was flowing between my thighs.
I opened my eyes suddenly.
“A-Austin… hon…” I whispered in shock. “Hon… wake up…”
He groaned, reluctant to be disturbed. “Hmm… why, hon? Are you hungry?” he murmured, still with his eyes closed.
“I think my water broke.”
It was like cold water was poured on Austin. He bolted upright, hair messy, eyes wide.
“W-what—Ha? Now? But… your schedule is next week!”
“Tell them, Argh,” I pointed at the twins in my womb. “They don’t follow the schedule.”
Austin couldn’t help smiling despite being nervous. “Babies, you don’t follow the schedule, huh!” He really spoke to my belly. I flinched, clutching his arm, my nails digging in slightly.
“Hon… it hurts!” I said, unable to describe my expression.
He quickly helped me sit up, fumbling with his pants while I held my stomach, trying to control my breathing. Soon, I heard the sound of footsteps running in the hallway.
When he returned, he carried my bag, still clearly nervous. Jake and Manang Elvie followed.
“Hon, I already called Dr. Raiza. Okay, just calm down.”
“Sir, better to change Ma’am’s dress and put her in an adult diaper,” Jake suggested. Thank goodness he thought of that—otherwise, Austin would have brought me to the hospital soaking wet. Jake left while Manang Elvie and Austin helped me get ready.
“Ready, hon? Let’s go?” Austin asked.
I nodded, though my heart raced.
“I thought it was next week,” I said nervously.
He held my face gently. “We don’t control their timing, hon. But I’ve got you. I’ll take care of you, okay?”
I smiled despite the pain.
“You should be. This is your fault,” I teased.
He laughed, flustered. “Yes, yes, it’s all my fault… like I’m the only one enjoying what we did to make them come… Ouch!” He yelped as I pinched his side, embarrassed in front of Manang Elvie.
“Sorry, let’s go.”
He guided me to the car, carrying me whenever the twins made me stumble.
At the hospital, Dr. Maria Raiza was already waiting, smiling in her scrubs.
“Faith, we’re ready. Don’t worry. The babies are safe. They’re just malpositioned, no big deal. They’re just excited to see the world early,” she reassured me.
I didn’t know if I felt fear or excitement. My hands trembled, and I felt Austin’s grip tighten even more. He didn’t let go.
“I’ll go in with her,” Austin stated firmly.
Dr. Maria Raiza smiled. “Of course, you can. But don’t faint—I’ll kick you!” She and Austin were cousins, and her family owned part of the hospital.
Austin held my hand tightly, breathing deeply.
“I’m right here. I won’t leave you.”
Not according to schedule… but my heart was ready.
The operating room was cold, bright, smelling of disinfectant. But I felt comforted with Austin holding my hand. His worry was clear, especially as I was injected with anesthesia in my back. I requested not to be fully sedated—I wanted to see and hear our babies’ first cries.
“Hon, I’m here,” he whispered, stroking my forehead.
“Okay, Faith. No drama, just routine. The babies are safe. I’ll take care of you,” Dr. Maria Raiza said from the foot of the table.
I smiled nervously.
“Doc, don’t make me cry,” I joked, though tears threatened.
“Oh dear, you’re already crying,” she laughed back.
I could hear the instruments, the soft chatter of the nurses, and Austin’s heavy, rapid breathing beside me.
“Austin, are you okay?” I asked.
“N-no,” he said, trying to stay strong. “But for you, I’ll be okay.”
“Start,” Dr. Maria Raiza instructed.
And then I felt the strangest sensation—not pain, just pressure, pulling, movement inside me.
Moments later—
“Baby A, out! It’s a boy!”
The first cry was loud and clear, and both Austin and I immediately cried.
“One more,” Dr. Maria Raiza said, calm but excited.
Seconds later—
“Baby B, out! And what a lively one! Our baby girl.”
Two tiny cries filled the room.
Austin’s hands never left mine.
“Honey… we have twins,” he said, choking back tears.
“So fast…” I whispered, breathing deeply.
“Just routine,” Dr. Maria Raiza laughed. “But congrats, mommy and daddy.”
Austin cried freely now.
“Honey… they’re beautiful,” he said, wiping his eyes with his sleeve.
Exhausted, dizzy, trembling… I had never felt more complete. I was officially a mother.
I felt relief and fell asleep despite myself.
I woke in a private room to the sound of many voices. When I looked around, I was stunned to see all of Austin’s friends—Charie, Charls, and Nicole—gathered around the bassinet where the twins were sleeping peacefully. They had already seen their faces.
“Ehem…” I called, and they all turned to me.
“Honey, you’re awake,” Austin said, hurrying over. “Are you thirsty? You can’t get up yet, says Raiza. Tilted only, hon.”
“I’m thirsty, hon, but I want to see our babies first,” I said.
“You can see them in a while, sissy, don’t be disappointed,” Charie said, and Nicole playfully hit her arm. They seemed close already.
Austin pushed the bassinet closer to me.
“OMG!” I exclaimed, looking at him, smiling widely.
“Cheater!” I added.
“You did well, Faith, nothing wasted. The twins are all Austin,” Hero said.
“Don’t be sad, Faith, you contributed too,” Charie added. I wasn’t sure whether to be annoyed or happy.
“Anyway, what are the babies’ names?” Casniel asked.
“Where’s my Ameer France and Amelia Frances?” Greg followed with Axel. Axel answered, as agreed with Austin.
“Beautiful grandchildren,” Greg praised. “I have many. Keep adding more, Austin and Axel, for our great lineage,” he said, making everyone laugh except me.
“How are you, iha?” Greg asked.
“I’m okay, Dad,” I said. Austin wiped my lips with a damp cloth, since I couldn’t drink yet.
“Olah! Olah!” Dr. Maria Raiza cheerfully entered. “Hi, Tito, you’re here!”
“Thank you for taking care of my daughter-in-law and my grandchildren, iha,” Dad said.
“No problem, Tito. Faith is awake. Once she burps and pees, you can take her home, Austin,” she said.
“You can seat her now, but with a pillow behind her,” she told Austin, making me more comfortable.
“Hello babies! Make more babies like this, please,” she added.
The twins woke and cried together. Austin handed Amelia Frances to me, and kept Ameer France.
“I think they’re hungry, hon. How do we do this—both at once?” he asked, and everyone shook their heads.
I prepared Amelia first, and when she was full and asleep, I nursed Ameer. Austin’s friends left afterward, leaving only Charie, Nicole, and Charls, who slept on the sofa.
“Honey, thank you and I love you so much,” Austin said, sitting beside me while I nursed Ameer. I leaned on his shoulder.
“I love you more, honey,” I replied.
I hoped no heavy problems would come our way. But I knew that whatever challenges arose, we would overcome them together.