V A L E N T I N A P O V
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My kids have their own stories these past years.

We go to Daniel's office today. He has a big car showroom and I dont give any specify about the car cause I dont care. (lol, it's me though)

I want to buy my youngest son a car as his present to step over his father's place. I come along with my lovely hubby. But first, we come here dont inform Daniel yet, because well any parents like me loving to surprise their kids.

As we step in the showroom, a neat cute guy approaches us. He immediately knows us then he's so excited.

"Mr. and Mrs. West, pleasure to meet you both, " he holds his hand out and we do the handshake. I smile at him as my husband just looks around. " what can I help you, today? "

" there's no any important things, but..," I wave my hand in slow gesture. " Daniel is in the office, right? "

"oh, yeah, " he answers and stands rigidly. "we have just finished our meeting. Let me guide, you, Sir, Ma'am."

The guy knocks and we hear he said come in. The guy opens the door and said he has guests. And before Daniel asks who, we appeared behind the guy.

"hello, my son, " I say waving my fingers.

"Mom! Dad!" he stands up and hugs us. Oh I miss my son.

Ever since they are already independent, my house is empty. Only Dylan will live there.

"what are guys doing? I mean, I dont mean to be harshed but.., " Daniel cant stop his blabbering mouth.

" I have something to discuss with you," it's Dean who speaks.

"bring them black coffee for my father and tea for my mom, Jay, " Daniel says then he let us to sit on the sofa.

That Jay guy is out to prepare Daniel's request. He knows what is our daily beverages.

"you know, it's Dylan," Dean starts. I watch the two of them talking. "he is already takes my position and we want to surprise him to buy him a car. You know him. He always uses my car or yours in the house. He just said, I love them. "

" it's Dylan to you, Dad, " Daniel chuckles. "What kind of car do you want? "

The Jay guy gives us our drink and he is out at the moment before I say thanks.

" I dont have any specific but you know him better, " Dean's arm is stretching around my shoulder.

"okay, I can do it," he says nodding.

"good, " Dean says proudly.

My boys are already successful. Daniel is one of them. We tried to help him before but he didnt want to. He just did it with his own.

So we make some short convo before we go to the next stop.

"dont forget to come, tonight, " I smiled after kissing his cheeks. He never one time whinning about me kissing him. He always smiles at me as his cheeks turn pink.

"of course, Ma. It's our biggest celebration, " Daniel said smiling.

"good, " Dean pats his shoulder and we bid goodbye.

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Dan was interested with all the assembling things and each time he had spare time he would do something with his toys.

Okay, we stand in front of Dan's workshop. I can see many workers do their jobs on the cars. They repair and change part of the cars' body. And our Dan here becomes engineering and he estabilished his own workshop 2 years ago. And it's famous among rich people.

"hey, boss!" someone yells inside the workshop and a tall guy with his uniform is out under the car.

He narrows his vision and his honey eyes, just like Davis and Dexter, round at us. His eyes lit like christmas tree and never thinks to take off his uniform he walks towards us smiling. His oily face doesnt disturb him and he doesnt care either. He wipes his hand with the small towel.

"Mom! Dad! What are you guys doing? " he hugs and keeps his arms stretch still to hug us.

"you sound like Daniel, Dan, " Dean rolls his eyes as he sighs.

"we are bothers, arent we? " he chuckles and I smile at him. "and it's smiliar sound as you call us by name. "

"Dean, honey," I remind him about something.

"oh, come on. We can talk in my office, " Dan walks us to his office. His workshop's building is neither that high nor large but I dont know why he chooses his office in the second floor. He has 3 floors in this building.

"please, we dont stay longer so dont make any drinks to us, " I say. It's because if I continuously drink, I will go to the toilet much often. And I dont like it.

"but, Mom! " Dan whines. We sat on the simple sofa in his office.

"your mother already has her own tea at Daniel's, " Dean says making Dan nods. He holds my hand as he speaks. " it's usual. Your mom's beaten car."

I gasp at him cause he said with duh tone. I scowl at him and he changes his words.

"your Mom's old porsche," he utters.

"God, Mom, " Dan chuckles. "you love that car, dont you? "

"it's my first car when I was on my career, " I shrug as if it is nothing. "and my baby blue pink pastel always my favorite. "

"okay, okay, " after thinking, he chuckles again and agrees to us. To me. "but I have to order first because our spare parts also run out. "

"no problem. I can wait, " I wave my hand at him.

"just like that? "

"no, we.. I mean she intends to see you in your workplace. She loves to make sudden visit, " Dean mutters the last part.

"and you never let me going alone if you dont like it, " I'm faking a little smack on his arm.

"no, never let you stroll around the city alone, " he makes a point at the last word. Okay, I get it.

The phone rings and Dan immediately answers it. After bickering, talking and smiling, he put the phone.

" I am sorry, Mom, Dad, " he says. "we have busy day, today and tomorrow. "

" it's okay, " Dean and I stand up. "you make your dream comes true, Son. "

" it's what I want. I love to do the...," he gestures his hand about the tools he uses.

"alright. We better get going, " I say kissing his cheeks just like Daniel. " I see you tonight, boy. "

" I hope I can finish on time," he mutters.

"you can do it, Son," Dean says patting his shoulders.

Then we are out again. And this time we attend our sons' mini exhibiton. And it's not about our sons works, but another talents' too. There is like art and literature exhibiton in the mall and my boys introduce their works. I am feeling giddy and my small jumps make Dean chuckles.

"please, stop. I cant concetrate, " he says.

"oh, come on. Dont be party pooper, " I say.

"whatever, " he says again smiling.

We park then walk inside the huge room in the mall where the exhibition takes a place. There are many talents and many works, paintings and so many booth stalls. I have to be careful to find my sons.

I remember about my those two.

Davis was different. Ever since we knew he liked drawing and he did coloring his drawing books, I always loved to buy him those kind of books. I loved our son did his imaginary things. Then the time came when he did his skill he started to draw small things like immobile things in our house, he tried to draw our twins. Sometimes when a small event was held, I would like to register him to do the competition. And this things continue till now.

And Dex.. Yeah.. Our youngest triplets was the quietest one. He loved reading a book and when I was out with our boys to buy their needs, Dex always pulled my hand to the book section. He loved science fiction and sometimes old literature. We didnt expect much with him and we didnt force him to do something he didnt like. Just let it flows.

So here I am. Here we are. I am smiling proudly at my two boys, one of them is sitting on their respective chair signing on the book as the line of people is too long, and the other is explaining about his paintings as some teens ask him. I think they are into art of painting too and dont forget about three olds people behind them. They are waiting I think.

I hold his book and join the line of the fans meanwhile Dean goes to Dave's booth. We support our kids' dream so much. I almost sniffle and my lone tear flows. I am so happy.

I hear him having chat with his fans and they are laughing, bickering and doing some lame jokes but whatever they both happy, the fans and the writer. Finally my turn comes and I put the book in front of him.

"how would you like me to write? " he asks without looks up because he has just taken a sip of his coffee.

" put your signature like always and please write Valentina and Dean West on the top corner on your right, " I said smiling.

His head whips so fast towards me and he just gapes. You know. He is speechless. And the line gone silence.

"ehem! " I fake my cough.

"Mom!" he stands up and hugs me even the table is between us. "you come? "

"of course. I dont want to let the moment passes, " I roll my eyes jokingly. "and see my son's dream comes true. "

I hold his cheeks without kissing. I dont know why but I wont.

"come on, just do as I say. The line behind will push me to you, " I chuckle at my joke. Not funny.

He writes what I ask. He put something on the book and stands up giving me that.

"thank you for coming, Mom, " he said. "where is Dad?"

"he comes to see Davis's, " I say. He doesnt sulk or something. He doesnt mind as long as I come to him. He is good with Dean but he prefer me than him. I dont know why.

" I am glad you come, " he says showing his left dimple making the crowd behind me gone wild.

"Oh, Dexter, " I hold his cheeks. "just dont forget to come tonight, alright? "

"okay, Mama, " he kisses me on the cheek and let me pass the crowd.

I walk to Davis'. I see the teens group is long gone and the three old people are with him. And Dean too. They are making conversation and I dont want to distrub but Dave catches me with his eyes as they lit up to see me.

"excuse me, " he says towards them and comes to me. "Ma! You come! I think Dad is coming alone. "

He hugs me just like my other sons and he is suffocating me. He's happy and he hugs so tight.

"okay, " I pat hard on his back. I take a deep breath as he smiles cheekily at me. " I've just at Dex before stepping in your booth. And I dont forget to ask him to write like I use to. "

"that's good, " he says. "come on. "

He pulls my hand towards his guests and introduces me. We have some conversation and it looks like they want to buy some of his paintings and Dean just sees Dave to negotiate the price. Dave holds my hand tightly and I know he is nervous. It's not his first time to do this but I think everything is the first to him.

After making a deal, they bid goodbye. Dave walks me to his paintings and sometimes asks my opinion.

I dont know about art and painting but wherever I see someone has talent and makes it good with their work I always says it's amazing or it's fabulous. No good or nice because hey it does.

" I am so proud of you, baby, " I say holding his cheeks. "you, my boy, make your own dream comes true. Haa.. I am not bore yet to say this. "

"but it is true, " Dean says holds my shoulder. He looks at Dave. "you just follow your heart and do what you love. We will help you guys if there's something needed."

"thanks, Dad, " he says smiling.

"dont forget to come tonight, " I say to him.

"of course. We celebrate two important things, " he chuckles. " and I want to see the others too. "

"yeah, ever since you guys were out from our house, I am alone and getting old. Your Dad is only my friend, there."

"Mom, " he groans. "you have Dylan. "

"he practically just eats, sleeps and works," I huff.

The two adults chuckle at me. Maybe I am too childish but hey, it's mother's feeling after their children grow up.

"okay, Mom, " he says.

"so, we have to go and prepare for tonight," Dean says.

We bid goodbye and we are on the wheel.

°°The celebration°°

I know it's family only but we make it like it is a big event. This is my happiness point for the first time and I hope my boys follow their brothers. We celebrate two things but actually these are double.

First, we celebrate Dylan's new position and in his young age, 24 years old young man and his fiance, my darling Didi. You can see how I feel like about those two. When they are become young teen, they always annoy each other and never stop pulling some pranks. It gave me a headache to remember. Thank GOD, Medina could help.

By the way, Medina and Gustav decide to stay with us. At least I have a friend at my age.

So, Dylan is playboy when he was in high school. He follows his father step and I am practically scared if he broke someone's daughters heart because I have two lovely young women in the house. But I never heard it and I hope I dont.

Didi is older by almost three years than Dylan but they dont care as long as their love is growing. They support each other.

I think back about my first daughter, our Didi was something. She would like to read my magazines and always commented the fashion section. She would like to tell me to make some food with the recipe she found and she would like to help me. She loved foods that's for sure.

She loves fashion, yes. She is influencer about it and many sponsors asking her to make ads through her social media. My baby is famous. She sometimes takes model job but that's it. She just does what she love and her main focus is stay being influencer. She loves baking but she doesnt want to estabilish her own bakery because she says and I quoted, my passion is making ads and baking is my side hobby to release my stress.

The car we ordered just a few hours ago is outside. It is Dylan's favorite, the new Audi and he loves black in matte. He always uses Daniel's or Dean's car and he said he will buy his own when the money is enough. He is thrifty type of boy I have. My other boys are similar like Dylan but they have their own time to waste it.

Dylan and Didi told me one day when they're in the collage, Dylan was in his first year and Didi was in her last year, that they loved each other and started to have new step of their relationship. They practically asked us, me and Dean to give them our blessing.

If only they know I give my blessing long time ago. And Dean, of course has to make it clear and does their guys talk. I rolled my eyes at that time.

It means, my kids never got separate because they have to marry someone else. I dont mind if they do, but for my daughters I want them stay close to me and they did.

Dylan and Didi plan to move out even Didi lives in her apartment but I hope Dylan can make sure that they stay in here.

We cheers holding champagne flute and laugh at their stories. We sit on the dining table and we're having a good night event.

" I have some news to you, guys, " Dylan stands up holding Didi's hand as she sits. She smiles at him encouraging him to continue. "we will stay in the house.. "

We cheer.

"for Mama and Dad," he holds his flute towards all of us and takes a sip. " but, Didi's apartment always becomes our escapade, " we cheer again mocking them. "and to do her own social media ads while me, I need to accompany her and the rest you know.. "

I clap feeling excited. I can hear grandbaby will be coming. Their wedding is approaching and I can imagine how nervous those two.

"for DNW Enterprise, " he says and we follow.

It's good my kids name start with D. My youngest son is Dylan Nathaniel West, his middle name is Dean's. And my youngest daughter is Daphne Natalia West. I never forget the time we search the suitable for them. I was crying because my ice cream box was empty while I was heavily preggo woman.

Our menu tonight is the best. There is steak and some smoked tuna for my kids that dont like meat. I look at Daphne's plate. She had salad, a few cut of tuna and steak sauce. Eww.. It's not like her. And to think of it, she holds glass of water.

It means...

"okay, it's my turn, " Dean Junior, my oldest stands up. He kisses Daphne's head as she smiles and he faces all of us. "it's our first anniversary and we have a lot to do in our new life as husband and wife..."

We pay attention towards Junior.

"today I want to say thank you for Mama and Dad. You support me from the start and now I have my own firm. And my number one cheerleader is my own wife, " he kisses her head lovingly and I only can say aww. "It tooks me about hmm.. 2 years. Yeah, " we cheer clapping and clink our flutes. "and.. Dear brothers too and Didi. "

"we are enjoying our married life and we never intend to cancel having kids. I do want them in the future and here, I announce it.. "

He takes his wife's hand as she stands up too and Daphne holds her glass of water.

"we are pregnant, " they say it out loud and we practically gone insane.

" I knew it! I knew it, " I say hugging my daughter. "you didnt touch the flute. "

"yes, Mama, " she is shy. I kiss my daughter's head.

"congrats, kids, " Dean gives them hug and kisses Daphne's head too.

The boys and Didi give them hug too and congrats them as we do. They never stop blabbering so I cut it to make them shut up.

"how far along are you? " I hold Daphne's hands.

" she's 5 weeks pregnant, " J says hugging her from her right side.

They chorus again. I watch my kids are happy. They have their own life. I soon become a grandma and Dean becomes grandpa. Hopefully he doesnt become a grumpy old man.

Daphne is doting wife. She loves to do what I have to do in the house and she basically learns from me. She can do what her siblings do but that's it. She doesnt want to get in their way. She focuses on her small family with the soon new member of the family.

Her grey bluish eyes are shining. She is happy and she and J love each other. And it started when my twins were born. I can see the same love J gives to her. His brown eyes match Daphne's. It's shining.

I watch my other twin kid. His dark eyes matching mine are also shining. He is happy. He will be married man in a month and Didi makes him as doting husband. Her bluish grey eyes almost in the same color as Daphne's. Her brunette is neatly in chignon style with a few strands on her face.

Ah... What a sight.

My boys have different eyes color but I love them. They bring so much color in my life along with their behaviors.

Daniel's emerald eyes are matching our glint. His black hair is gelled and a bit long not like J. He has short light blond but my boys are handsome.

My triplets have honey eyes and brown hairs. Their differences only show when you look at their hair but physically is not. They have their own path and life.

My family is growing and becoming complete someday. I just have to wait my other kids to take a step ahead just like J and Dylan.

Δ FIN Δ