Chapter 28 - Are Intruders Still Asleep? - meters
Roland
"What are you thinking, kid?"
My father-in-law looked revitalized, and so did my mother... don't think about that, I can't put my mother in a sexual situation, she... better not go down that path.
"Right now, about my kids."
I lied, it wouldn't have been good to tell him what I was really thinking. Miguel and Simón arrived galloping.
"Thinking about which of them will love the countryside, or who will lean towards design, or animals like their mother. They keep us on our toes, and Verónica is tired, besides being reluctant to let anyone outside the family take care of the kids.
"The interviewees don't please her; none have passed her scan. The only problem is when they start their concert for food. At that moment, I wish they'd grow up fast, but when I see them sleep and laugh, I don't want that. I'm really screwed." My father-in-law's laughter caught our attention.
"Sorry, Roland. Knowing who you were, who you are, and what you can become goes against the image of seeing you in such a common and ordinary position of a father loving his children. It's incredible. Actually, seeing all of you in these roles as devoted parents and spouses only makes it clear to me that the power of God is immense."
"Father-in-law."
For the past few months, I had been calling him that to tease him after he became Luisa's and my stepfather. This was madness. Mr. Fausto smiled.
"How did Luisa and the girls wake up?" he asked.
"My precious little girls, they're growing up so fast. Plus, Luisa is going crazy with all the wedding stuff."
"I can imagine," Miguel intervened. "With Diana bedridden, thank God she hasn't bled again, and yesterday at the clinic, everything is going well with the pregnancy. In two weeks, we'll know the sex. I hope it's another boy so that when the girl arrives, there'll be three of us to look after her."
My father-in-law laughed again. The three of us looked at him while the foremen finished counting the cattle.
"You can do whatever you want, but when the slacker comes to take them from your fortress, no human power will stop it."
We looked at him, and just imagining some jerk sniffing around my princess... no, no, no.
"I'd shoot him," I said.
"Yes, in my head, I shot you millions of times." We looked at each other and burst out laughing. "You won't be able to do anything when they disarm you and say, 'Daddy, this is the man I love. Don't you want to see me happy?'"
We looked at each other again. I imagined Verónica must have said that to him at some point. I had heard her defend me several times.
"From now on, I can only advise you to teach them to choose a good man. If the guy is willing to give his life for my granddaughters, that's enough guarantee for me that he'll make them happy." He patted me on the back. "Enjoy your daughters while you are the only man in their lives. That's all I can say."
"That's not much of an incentive, Mr. Fausto," commented Miguel. Rata had a furrowed brow.
"What's wrong?" I asked Rata.
"Just projecting into the future. I have two little girls. I'll teach them to fight well so they won't get hurt."
"Are you going to put them through training similar to what you gave us?" Rata looked up.
"Absolutely..." I started thinking.
"When you have the program, let me know so I can put my three kids and my princess in it."
"You already have two candidates from me, and the ones I still have to have."
"Whatever you do, you'll lose them. Be smart; when that happens, stick to the son-in-law."
We laughed again and this time joined in the work. Each of us, with our staff, began to herd the cattle. Jacinto, three other men, and I set off to get to El Renacer. Once there, Jacinto and the guys continued with the cattle tasks. I dismounted from Pomposo.
I alternated between my two horses. I arrived at the thoroughbred semen bank. We had several orders to deliver to various places around the world. The workers in this area only dedicated themselves to that. After an hour, I headed home to see my wife and kids. Besides, I wanted to take a shower; I smelled like manure.
When I entered the room, my wife was asleep with a book on her chest, and my kids were still deep asleep. Thank God Inés would arrive on Saturday. Without making a sound, I headed to the bathroom, took off my dirty clothes, and showered again. I put on a pair of boxers and lay down next to Verónica; we were both very tired. If one child is exhausting, we had four. Verónica barely noticed me, she placed her head on my chest.
"You smell nice."
I stroked her hair, and as if it were a sedative, we fell asleep in each other's arms. To me, it felt like a very short sleep, or maybe I slept more than I thought. The caresses from my Beautiful woke up my brainless head, and I was already fully erect.
"I wanted you to rest, but it's already late, Love," I heard her laugh.
"I love getting you hard."
"And you'll be in charge of getting me soft again. Are the little intruders still asleep?"
"Yes." I turned her over, got on top of her, and looked at the clock. "We have at most fifteen minutes before those little gluttons wake up. Quickie?"
My wife wrapped her legs around my waist, giving me access to that part of her I always longed for. I unbuttoned her shirt and put one of her breasts in my mouth; I loved her skin. We got lost in our caresses, already naked, and I was ready to thrust when Enrique's cry made us look at each other.
"Should we finish?"
My voice was in agony; she couldn't leave me with such a hard-on. My second intruder was wailing, and I saw that look in her eyes that said, "Forgive me, but I can't let them cry." I closed my eyes, sighed; this had to be sacrilege.
"I'll take care of him," I said resignedly, and Verónica burst into laughter. "I don't see the humor in it; you don't know the damn pain I'll have in my balls."
I put on my boxers, went to prepare his four-ounce bottle, and grabbed a T-shirt along the way since the air conditioning was on. Verónica went into the bathroom, and Enrique must have woken the others; if he hadn't, it wouldn't be long before the new symphony began.
With the bottle in hand, I reached the crib. All my kids were awake. Three of them smiled at me as if they knew what they had just done, and the crying one sighed emotionally as soon as he saw me. Those four pairs of eyes messed everything up inside me; I loved them.
I picked up my second intruder, and with that feeling and his tear-streaked face, he got to me. I sat on the edge of the bed to give him his bottle, which he gulped down in no time. I burped him.
"The good thing, young man, is that you're a man like me. What you just did to me with your mother, some girl will do to you too. It's not pleasant to be left wanting to screw, young man."
"Roland!" I closed my eyes, now came my reprimand for being a big mouth. "Watch your language around the kids!"
"Beautiful, because of him, I was left with a throbbing erection."
As I faced her, she had her hands on her hips. Dear God, she was a beautiful woman. I looked at my son, who was now smiling. Of course, he had satisfied his need. Seeing our son with that face would melt anyone. Verónica barely looked at him and changed her expression. I kissed her.
"Mommy, Daddy and I talk about man stuff." I placed myself behind Enrique's backrest, and Verónica burst into laughter.
"Who are you?" she said, holding our son with that bright look in her eyes.
"The man you made me."
She kissed me, then we got the rest of the kids and put them in bed. I stayed with them while Verónica prepared the other three bottles; they wouldn't take long to cry. In the meantime, I played with them, tickling Liam, and that beautiful laugh made his siblings laugh too.
Then I did the same with Victoria. My princess was gorgeous; she now had some strands of light brown hair, taking after her mother. Dante and Enrique, the strongest ones, looked bigger. Verónica picked up Dante.
"This young man sets the pace for the others to cry. Let's see if what I read works."
She started feeding him his bottle while I played with the others. This moment was etched in my memory. I wouldn't let anyone take it from me for anything in the world. But one thing I was confident in, dear God, was that you took me out of that world because you wanted me on this side, living the importance of life. I no longer see you as a stingy being, so you won't take them from me. Just guide me to stay on the path you desire.