Because I'M Father
3 Baby Monsters

First I will introduce my name. My name is Alden Alisano, I am a young father, and already a young widower and widower!

Aish miris once.

I'm 27, I got married at 23. But I lost my wife. I don't want to say his name, because it would hurt me with the relic he gave me. Not just the memories he left behind, but our descendants, the fruits of our love. Yes, my son of course, the triplets.

Nio Alisano, Zio Alisano, Vio Alisano.

Tumben I remember, usually I forget the order.

They were my favorite children, my wife died after giving birth to my three twins. Of course it's just my son, because the truth is my late wife doesn't want to take care of them with me.

Be me here, stuck in an apartment with my three twins. Am I upset?

Not at all! But I'm crazy, because I'm a man who has to take care of three kids at once without a maid. Wh why? Since I didn't believe in others, I loved those three little monsters too much, and I promised myself to look after them. My io. Io, call for them, by omitting the initial letter of their name.

"Father! Papa!" yell loudly Vio.

Waitaminute! Is it Zio or Vio?

He's obviously one of my sons.

"Why? Is something wrong?" I looked down because my twins were too short.

They are only two and a half years old, just imagine if you are able, I have to take care of everything for them alone.

"Sister Zio took my milk!" his shout pointed at Zio who was cool in sucking his milk.

Well, this isn't the first time it's happened, every day this happens, I shouldn't be angry.

"Zio, don't you do that to your sister, emm? Give me the milk and drink your milk," I said as I continued to button up the shirt.

"FATHER!" another scream that this time can make my eardrum feel leaky.

"Why? Holy jeez!"

I was wide-eyed, and Vio started crying, while Zio just stood up with a sinless smile. While Nio — he looked at me who wanted to get angry, so I paused my intention to get angry, because I didn't want them to see my anger.

"Well .. Zio, why did you do that?"

"Yahoooooooo!" vio's crying made me even more frustrated and chose to grab my own hair.

"Alright, alright! Let's change your clothes, Vio. No need to cry, okay?" I carry the little body of my youngest son.

"Nio can you help Papa clean the couch? Papa please! Vio has to change clothes!" I kept walking to the bathroom.

"Yes!" the answer I can still hear.

Nio was the first child born into this mortal world, he was quite the adult of his two brothers. Maybe he pityes me, so he can't be a culprit like his two sisters, who almost every day make me affected by hypertension.

"Oh, how does this wear it? Do you know what's front and back?" ask Vio, because I don't know which pants are front and back.

Oh my god, I'm stupid.

"Here," replied the little monster flipping over the pants I was holding.

I checked it, because I did not know which was front and which was back, I better obey this little boy in front of me.

"All right, let's put it on!" I said the spirit of wearing pants to Vio.

"Papa."

"Emm," I muttered.

"I want to pee" he whispered almost hiss.

I who was crouching immediately looked up, seeing Vio's face that brushed sticky holding back his pee.

"WAIT FIRST! Let these pants off your feet!" I said in a panic, because his pants were half-attached.

BRAAKH

My ears hear something falling, while Vio still needs my help to complete his natural calling.

Ah drat.

I only have one body, can't see what's going on outside.

"Well .. pee in that toilet, don't go anywhere before I get back. Understood?" my word has managed to take off Vio's pants.

After getting a nod from Vio I went straight to the living room, checking what was going on there.

"Nio, Zio, what a goddamn thing!"

My eyes were round when I saw the contents of the sofa was messy, the break-up was my sofa, and how could it be overturned? I don't know how they did it, which I'm obviously missing my couch right now.

"Sorry Papa" he said to me, although I wanted to be angry, but it was impossible.

"Who did that?" I asked the two children who stood before me in fear.

"I."

"Me too" replied Zio and Nio.

I know they're still innocent, but I always teach them honesty, because I know — in the lie is very painful.

All right, my tears are almost falling, now I'm hugging my two sons. "Don't do that again, emm? I beg!"

"Sorry Papa" said the two almost simultaneously.

I hope there's a teletubies song on play, because it's the best moment. When I looked up again, I saw the dead sofa that was no longer alive, I would stay in the narrow warehouse later.

"FATHER!"

"Yes god! My little monster is still in the toilet!" panicked shouting.

I ran like a super hero, through various obstacles to the toilet. When I got to my destination, I saw my little monster standing with its left foot in the closet.

Oh my god, not again.

"Oh my god, what happened?" my panic.

"Didn't Papa see it?" replied the little monster making me lazy to help her who was trapped.

Your father can still see my son!

"Alright, alright. Let's get your feet out of this crocodile's mouth."

I slowly lifted Vio's body because his leg was stuck. I was afraid that if his leg was broken, I would break my leg as well. I won't forgive myself if that happens.

Until I finally got the tiny foot out smoothly, I saw her feet smelly, it turned out she had not cleaned it.

Oh lord.

"Alright, let's wash your feet, after that we go to aunt's office," I said starting to wash Vio's feet slowly.

After I made sure it was clean, I dried my feet. Putting on his pants, not forgetting his two brothers I put socks on their tiny feet after I got back from the toilet.

"Let's get Papa to put some socks on you, Nio."

"No, Papa. I'll wear it myself" said Nio to my surprise, because all this time I've been taking care of them from the slightest thing.

"really? Well, Papa's son is already a big one?" I said give a pair of socks to Nio, and give a little praise for his actions.

I saw she had trouble wearing it, but I let her study independently. Glad to see every child's development, there should be a mother in our midst.

Aish, what am I thinking! Crazyhead! What kind of thought is that? The dead should never be expected again, because it hurts. Rich lyrics song.

Maybe a new song I've created.

After everything had been tidy, I led my three sons out of the apartment. However, the spoiled Vio began to fuss over wanting to be carried away.

"Well, I'll carry. Just five minutes," I said, calming the youngest.

"Father! Carp!" Now Zio is directly hanging on my feet.

"Aaahh, all right I'll carry. Patience for a moment" I said holding Zio on the right and Vio on the left.

Now I look at my son the eldest, he looks at me too—now I am confused where will I carry him?

"No Papa, I don't need to be carried, I'm going to hold Papa's leg" he said, making me want to cry as a person, he was very understanding. He knew I was very bothered, so he didn't ask for it in a cradle.

I started walking, but somehow my legs felt really heavy, like dragging something.

Waitaminute! Nio said hold my leg, right? Holding it?.

Holy hooch!

He's tangling at my feet. Sure enough, my feet feel like they're carrying concrete. I saw that smiling Nio below hanging at my feet. I was facing forward, with all the weight all over my body, and maybe my face was already so ugly for holding the weight. It should have been when Nio said 'holding' I realized— that he was going to do this.

I started walking with my legs in drag, and both loads on my arms, with a little bit of my acid face that objected, I finally reached the basement .

"Alright, get down all!" I cried taking all the monster boys out of my body.

"Look, we get in the car, watch out carefully." After I put my three sons in the car, I immediately sat in the driver's seat.

I made sure my three passengers were safe with their belts, then I drove my fancy car to my beloved sister's office.