Navaya's POV
As Khale and I drove back to what in a few months would be our old house, I was smiling nonstop. This man just up and bought a house for me, just because I liked it. I touched my stomach, my now, twins. They made me happy. Now 4 months along, I was getting bigger, but at the same time, that didn't matter.
"How my grandson doing?" my mom asked, smiley after Khale and I settled in.
"You're not gonna ask about your granddaughter?" Khale teased.
"Huh?" my mom asked confused. "I thought it was a boy?"
"Oh, it is." I smiled. "But he brought a sister."
"You're having twins!?" my mom exclaimed, nearly dropped whatever was in her hand.
"Yeah.." I smiled. "And we're moving."
"What?! You're moving, why?!"
"Because, this house isn't big enough for 8 people and 6 kids, ma. Khale already found a house, it's not too far away."
"I bought it today." he smiled, wrapping his arms around me. "She liked it, so I bought it."
"What are you gonna tell the girls? They like this house."
"Yeah, but I think they'll be okay once they see it. It's so pretty, ma." I said, standing up. "The girls go back to school tomorrow.."
"Oooo, how's that gonna go?" My mom teased.
"As long as they ain't deckin' these lil ill-mannered children that make em mad, they should be fine." Khale stated as he helped me take off my scarf.
"My grand babies..." my mom giggled. "Well, you guys got it good here?"
"Yes ma'am, thanks for watchin' em." Khale said as my mom got her purse and began walking out.
"You're welcome, it's okay, they're little angels." she said, before pulling the door to.
"Well, today has been..." I began to say.
"Interesting." Khale chuckled as we walked upstairs to see what the girls were doing. They were painting on their arts and craft set Khale had got em for Christmas. I walked out, going into the babies' room seeing them asleep. I walked into my bedroom, taking off my shoes and plopping onto the bed. I sighed, sitting up and slipping off my pants and sweater, leaving on my tank top and putting on a pair of Khale's pajama pants because mine were getting too small.
I walked back downstairs to see Khale laying on the couch watching some game on t.v.
"What game you watching?" I asked, laying in front of him. He swallow the drink he had in his mouth and wrapped his arms around my stomach.
"Miami Heat vs. OKC"
"isn't that game old?" I chuckled. "Miami won, babe."
"I know, I was just re-watching it." he aid, rubbing my stomach. "I don't get how we didn't realized there was twins up in there."
"I don't know.." I sighed. "6 kids..."
"Yeah, 6, why you seem so sad?"
"I'm not sad, I was just looking forward to going back to work babe.."
"I told you that you wouldn't have to worry bout stuff like that, c'mon."
"I never said I was worryin'... I simply like my job and want to go back." I stated, laying all the way down.
"Alright, I understand." he said..
For about a minute, we didn't say anything to each other, you could have heard a pin drop in that living room. I sighed and got up from the couch.
