Epilogue Part 1

Panama Clayton 1 year later

Life with all and its things is wonderful, my brunette and I have gone through a series of things which we have managed to overcome together and despite all those mistakes we made in the past we became more united. Reinforcing the good that we put into practice in the moments that we were bad have helped us to cope this year, but that does not mean that we have not had our differences, discussions and fights of those intense as only my bitter Moon and I know how to do it.

My husband's jealousy is totally crazy, I don't have a GPS in my ass because I don't allow it and the truth is I even doubt that I don't have it. My children are the most wonderful thing in the world, my now two-year-old boy is identical to his father and not only physically but also in his personality, instead my princesses are the same as me, they love to laugh and enjoy things. They are only one year old and they are as intelligent as their brother, who is overwhelmed when his little sisters give him love, and as if that were not enough he is super jealous, if the girls approach Loan, my sun, or simply Randon, he does not detach himself from them and does everything possible to make them leave his sisters alone, the only one he allows him with complete freedom apart from his father is Malcolm.

Lucelia how expected is about to give a baby to my sun, the two are crazy with happiness, they will have the couple. Loan is an equally pampering and jealous father as my brunette and my sun.

Mom and my aunt Lourdes as always happy for all the love and madness in our family, for them the fact that Carla and I became a couple with Loan and Kahin is the best thing that could happen.

"You're not going to leave Marilí," I roll my eyes when I hear him, here we go again.

"Yes, I'm going to go out and do it alone with the girls," I keep combing my hair, which by the way I let it grow at the request of my brunette.

"Today is rehearsal dinner." I snort.

Every time we set a fixed date for the wedding we postponed it, something always happened, “I don't know why you want to have that party today, Kahin the wedding is in a week, you do everything the way you want, what about me? I'm supposed to be the girlfriend, I have to decide everything,” I say annoyed turning to look at him in the front and not in the mirror. “You ask me to marry you in an unromantic or unusual way and it's okay, I love that about you, I like you being spontaneous, but damn you can't do everything lightly,” I don't like to blame him for the way he asked me to marry me, but at times like these I can't help it. Seeing his face, I sigh, “I'm sorry to tell you all that, but Kahin you can't deny me going out with the girls. I need this, plus you're going to work on dinner day, isn't that unfair?”

He knots his tie without taking his eyes off me, "I don't want you to talk to any man, if I realize you've talked to any one, you and I will fix it."

Laughing incredulously at what he says, I put my hands on my waist, “you're kidding, aren't you? For God's sake ... I have 3 children, my husband is a renowned businessman, I am near getting married, and you still get like that? I have stretch marks and I'm fat as a cow,” I say with exaggeration, “what makes you think that someone would notice me?” Without wanting to argue, I soften my voice.

“You do not understand? Baby, you are the sexiest and most beautiful thing in this world apart from my daughters, just to think that someone will see you as it is not due infuriates me,” he approaches me and hugging me, he kisses my lips, “I just don't like you going out alone, tell them to have Malcolm accompany them.”

I sigh and look him in the eye, “no one is going to see how it is not due, besides if they did, you know very well that I would put them in their place." I caress his cheek and fix his beard. "I'll go alone with the girls and I don't want to argue anymore. Okay? I'm sorry I told you everything I told you in reference to how you asked me to marry you, I shouldn't have done it,” I smile, “I love you, brunette, only you are the owner of my body and my heart, only you make me feel happy, do you understand? I have a family with you, I would never notice anyone else,” I kiss his lips.

"Tell me you'll never leave me."

My smile widens even more, I love it when he puts on those just for me to pamper him, "I would never leave you Mr. Hamann, you are my life." His hands slip through my pants until my buttocks are covered by them.

"You don't know how you put me when you say those things, it's a fact I'm the best thing that ever happened to you."

I laugh at his arrogance, “don't believe it too dark, I think I said that the other way around, your life without me was chocolate shit,” I laugh more when he takes his hands out of my pants and takes me in his arms and then throws me on the bed and starts undressing me in a hurry.

"I'm going to show you and affirm what I've told you, I'm going to hit you so hard that you'll shout that ‘La mia abbronzantura é la migliore!’” He begins to undress me while I resist laughing.

"What are you doing to Mom?" Seeing our son with his little sisters holding hands makes us separate, Kahin kneels in front of our children so that I can fix my clothes.

“Hey champion,” my husband kisses our son on the head and takes our daughters in his arms, “ma was sad so I was tickling her. Do you want to comfort mom?” My son tilts his head to look at me.

"Mommy, are you sad?" I smile almost wanting to cry, despite the fact that Kahin is a maniac of jealousy and has his anger problems that on many occasions he does not control if I am not here, he is teaching our children and especially our son to be loving, understanding and sensitive to the feelings of others.

"If you give me a mega hug and a mega kiss, I'll be very happy. Can you give it to me, Marrone?" My baby approaches me and, holding out his hands, asks me to take him in my arms, happy for that little person that I love so much. I hug my son and he makes it more intense, it is a protective hug.

“Here I am Mommy, I take care of you,” with my heart swelling with so much love filled with my son with kisses, I approach my future husband and we get rid of love with our children, these are my favorite moments, being with my tremendous things and my man, the love of my life.

“But what a tender scene,” Susie takes out her mobile and takes pictures of us, we have photo albums full of them and I won't get tired of filling as many as I can, “Miss the girls have called and say they are already in the mall,” I sigh looking at me husband.

"Honey, can you take me?"

My brunette nodded, “take care of my children Susana, supervise the babysitters, you know what my children ask for if they don't have to buy it."

I roll my eyes, "zero sweets for them Susie, they should take their nap and if they have tantrums you should correct them. Okay?" The woman is always in that uncomfortable position of whom to obey, but fortunately she always listens to me even though my children know everything. Tell their father, I will not allow Kahin to wrongly raise our children, “well my precious treasures, Mommy and Daddy must go ...”

"No," Nasya, who is the most spoiled, interrupts me, starting to pout.

"No darling, don't cry my love." Kahin gets out of my arms and takes Marilí in my place, my girl is totally independent, she kisses me and follows her brother, she gives everything for that bitter brunette. Nasya has made a unique connection with her father, she is the most dependent and because she is so spoiled she is the least developed, she simply refrains from developing as she should, or to truly demonstrate her ability.

"Kahin leaves the baby and let's go, you're late and I want to come back soon so that everything at dinner is fine." He refuses to let her go, taking the girl from his arms I kiss her on the head, I don't like my baby crying, but she must be more independent, Susie takes her in her arms to comfort the heartbreaking cry of my daughter who throws tantrums so that her father can take her in his arms again.

Kahin, like the chicken heart that is before the cry of our daughters, approaches her and gives her how many kisses he can, he also says goodbye to Marilí and Kahin, he takes my hand with some force and we leave the room and with it out of the house.

"I'm sick of you wanting to detach my daughter from me, she's not ready yet," he says, starting the car. "Don't you realize that she doesn't have the same capacity as Marilí and Kahin?"