The Truth About Lies[COMPLETED]✓

🏵️ Chapter 19🏵️:Happiness is where your heart is

{Dure's P.O.V}

  I woke up to the smell of scrambled eggs. The smell was so tantalizing, I could already feel my mouth water.

I'm guessing I'm feeling so hungry due to the fact that I didn't eat much last night, Molly didn't let us sleep. She's been cranky these days because of her growing front teeth.

  "Daddy, Daddy, Daddy!" Those little hands tried to shake me, her voice sounding urgent.

"Mmmm?" I could only hum out. She didn't say anything more and for a moment I thought she was gone, until I felt her little hands and feet crawl up my body.

"Daddy, wake up. It's morning already" She said, as she sat on me like a horse rider on his horse, bouncing up and down my body. Her weight was light but I was sleeping on my side, and soon her bouncing started hurting my hip bone so I had to lay on my back, making her fall on my chest in the process.

My eyes were still closed, and that seemed to make her more nervous.

"DAAAAAADDDDDDDDDDYYYY!" Lisa shouted and the next thing we heard was the instant cry of Molly.

Well, she sure did achieve her aim of waking us up.

  I cracked  my eyes open and sat up immediately, carrying Molly into my arms. My wife would be mad if she finds out Molly was awoken so early. She had just succeeded in putting Molly to sleep this morning.

  Lisa still sitting on my laps while Molly was in my arms, I tried my best to pet her to sleep before my wife walks in.

  "Daddy, did I wake her?" Lisa asked, as she looked at her crying sister in my arms who seems to be having a little trouble sleeping back.

"Who woke that baby?!" I heard my wife's voice say as she walked into the bedroom, cleaning her hands with a napkin and dropping it on the dressing table before climbing up the bed.

She was crossed. Really crossed.

"Mummy... I tried waking Daddy up but Molly thought I was talking to her and started crying" Lisa explained to her mother and I couldn't help and chuckle at her cuteness.

She took Molly into her arms from mine and allowed Molly to latch on her breast. That seemed to do the trick, Molly was quiet almost instantly.

Lisa and I stretched our neck just to see if Molly was already asleep.

"Both of you are the ones who wouldn't let my baby sleep. Out! Both of you, out!" My wife said, shooing us away.

  I grazed my wife's forehead with my lips as quickly as I could, before carrying Lisa and rushing out the room.

  We both walked to the dinning room, where our food was seen to be set already.

"Lisa?" I called to my first daughter, who had a blond but more of a golden hair like me, curly and long, her short golden eyelashes raised at me and her hazel eyes were fully focused on what I wanted to say next.

  "Do you know what mummy cooked for breakfast?" I asked her, my curiosity peaked. I would have checked it, but my wife doesn't like me sniffing and peaking at foods. Anytime I do that, I always get scolded.

  "It's a secret, Daddy". The soft and innocent voice said. I sighed and held her little right hand.

Swinging the hand that was connecting me to my daughter, we both hopped to the kitchen.

I carried Lisa and dropped her on the kitchen island, wore my apron and gloves, then stood in front of the sink and started washing the dishes.

"Daddy, do you know the two black birds?" She asked, as I dropped the cup I just washed into the other sink.