Mommy, Where's Daddy? The Forsaken Daughter's Return

"This is my side," said Kenzie while applying body butter on one side of Samantha's belly.Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

Kyle was doing the same on the other side. He said, "And this side is mine. This is where Kaleb is right, Mom?"

Samantha who was sitting up and leaning against the headboard nodded. She answered, "You guys got your sides right."

"Great!" Exclaimed Kyle.

"Woah! Was that Kate moving?" Kenzie probed after feeling a kick in Samantha's stomach. At eight months, the second baby at thirty-three weeks, her stomach was already very huge, given that she had twins. She badly needed more moistening, especially with her growing stomach.

Since her new set of twins turned seven months, the doctor advised her against going to work and just rest it out at home. Thus, Kyle and Kenzie often spent time with her.

"Yep, that was her," acknowledged Samantha, feeling a mild pain after her baby's movement.

"That was so cool!" Kenzie remarked happily. "We'll let them listen to music later so they are happier."

"Yup! I got that ready!" Announced Kyle while raising his iPod.

After completely putting body butter on their Mommy's tummy, Kenzie asked, "How come Daddy is late?"

"I already told you guys, Daddy went on a business trip and his flight is arriving late. He should be here late. In the meantime, it will just be us for a while," responded Samantha. Kyle first placed large headphones on Samantha's belly and yawned. He said, "I can't - I can't wait for Daddy. I'm sleepy."

He rested on the bed without saying more, struggling to fight his heavy eyelids.

Soon Kenzie followed, and both kids were sound asleep in no time.

Settling herself on her lazy-boy chair, Samantha dozed off in no time but soon awoke after two hours.

Samantha went to the bathroom and came back, wanting to give Ethan a call. She muttered as he dialed his number, "Where are you, honey?"

Carelessly dozing off as he called him, Samantha wound up dropping her phone on the floor.

Everything seemed like a tragedy altogether!

Samantha's jaws dropped, and her brows drew together. She asked herself while looking at her belly, "How am I... going to pick this up?"

Like how she struggled to lie on the relined sofa, she thrived on getting up.

She bent over, looking past her belly, and found her phone at the foot of her lazy-boy chair. She shook her head and sighed, "Why is this happening to me?"

Since her stomach had grown big, bending was a big problem. She bit her lip before she tried to use her toes to reach for her mobile.

Just as she did, Ethan called her back. She wound up grunting, "Argghh! Get the damn phone!"

It took some time, but she managed to clip her device in between her toes while she supported her back with her hands. Now, her next challenge was how to lift the phone in her grasp.

Slowly, she dragged her device to the side of the bed where her children were sleeping and there she sat. She gradually lifted her mobile, using her feet, and soon enough, with sweat forming on her forehead, she finally held her phone.

She took a deep breath, ultimately being able to call Ethan again.

"Honey?" Samantha called back. "I'm sorry, I missed your call. I was." She frowned before telling, "I was busy, having an oversized belly."

"Sam, I've just landed in Braeton. I'll be home soon. I miss you already," said Ethan on the phone.

His words made Samantha smile. She answered, "I miss you too, hon. Be home quick."

She settled back in her lazy-boy chair, anxiously waiting for her husband.

Minutes passed, and she badly needed to take a leak.

Having two babies sitting on her bladder did not help at all! It had been for nearly two months that she was constantly visiting the restroom, needing to address the call of nature.

She sped her steps in the direction of the bathroom, but as soon as she acted to take off her underwear, a bit of wetness damped her panties before she finally took it alloff.

With another sigh, she muttered as she let it all out, "I have to change again."

She washed up in the shower before going to the closet. She grabbed her underwear and yet again, endeavored to put it on.

Just as Samantha was raising her leg up backward, she heard a knock on the door.

A wave of relief filled her heart, and her eyes watered, knowing it was her husband.

She walked to the door, carrying her undergarments with tears streaming down her face.

The second she opened the door, she hugged Ethan outright. She said, "Honey, I don't know what I'd do without you."

"Sam, honey. What's wrong?" Ethan asked while caressing her back. He did not see how his wife was holding her panties with her hand.

Samantha pulled away and revealed, "Honey, I need you to put on my undies." She showed him the undergarment and said, "It is so hard... bending down."

Ethan ended up chuckling. He pinched Samantha's cheek and said, "I like it when you depend on me."

"Oh, I depend on you with a lot of things now. Thank you very much," she answered while sniffing her tears away and pointing to her belly. "See this? It's blocking my view." Ethan accepted her underwear and closed the door behind him.

It was from inside where he leaned over and helped her put it on. He said, "Technically, you are turning me into a personal slave, but I do everything for you because Kknow... my honey will return the favor."

Samantha scoffed and said, "Oh, Ethan. What am I going to do with you? Taking advantage of my weak moments."

He kissed her belly and her lips as a response, smirking as he made his way to the bathroom to take a bath.

When Ethan returned from his warm bath, he meant to cover Samantha further with a blanket when he noticed water on the floor.

He frowned and removed the wool that covered her legs. "Sam, honey?"

Ethan saw her entire bottom completely wet, and Samantha was sound asleep. He massaged his chest before waking his wife completely, "Honey? Sam? Did you... pee?" Humming herself to wake, Samantha looked at Ethan with a puzzled expression. Only after Ethan repeated his question did she look down at her legs.

"Oh, my god." Samantha sighed, realizing how wet was her bottom.

"How could I pee and not notice?" Doubting everything, Samantha pulled up her sleeping dress and smelled her gown.

Repeatedly, she sniffed on it, trying to decipher the liquid that had stained her sleeping dress.

She frowned and looked at her husband. After gulping air down her throat, Samantha stated, "Honey... I - I don't think... this is... urine."

"Ethan, twins are usually born earlier," Samantha revealed with her lips trembling.