M&L
Three years later

Three years later, the triple age of M is four years old. They now live in Spain.

The more they grow, the more their character looks. From Marvel who is not too talkative but irritable, Marsel who is always sweet and Melvin who dime easily laugh out loud.

Marsel and Melvin are both vocal enthusiasts despite being four years old. Usually the two children would go to the back of the mansion with a guard, Melvin climbed up to a tree not too tall to pick up the young mango and Marsel waited for her below.

The spice made by Laura for her two sons only tastes sweet without the slightest mixture of chilli.

"It's a Cell .." cried Melvin and then threw the young mango he took out of the guard's hand. The guard is on a higher branch.

Marsel picked up the young mango lying on the ground. "Get on Vin" cried Marsel.

"Engga. It'll fall, huh."

"This young master catch .." The guard threw his young mango softly at Melvin and Melvin would throw it at Marsel.

Marvel just quietly watched from a distance by sitting on one of the teak chairs.

"Miluahaha ..." Melvin laughed loudly when Marsel failed to catch his mango.

"Slow down dong" cried Marsel as he ran after the mango that rolled away.

When Magma walked to the back of the mansion and found her two sons near the Mango tree she could only shake her head.

His eyes were fixed on Marvel sitting alone watching his two younger siblings. Magma walked over to Marvel and sat down next to Marvel.

"Just be quiet .. come play with your sister."

"They don't play Dad."

"Look, Melvin's hanging from a tree. It plays its name too."

"Engga. I want to learn to play Dad's arrows" exclaimed Marvel.

"Heh play arrow how? you're a little girl."

"When will Dad be?"

"It's gonna be big!"

Marvel was upset. He got down from the chair and left Magma who kept shouting his name.

"Marvels!"

"Goddessa ..." Magma let out a long breath and then took it out slowly. Marvel has always been like that if its wishes are not fulfilled.

Marsel and Melvin looked back at the voice of his father.

"Daddy ..." shouted the two of them.

Marsel ran to his father with small arms full of mangoes. Melvin got off the tree first.

"Be careful young master .." exclaimed the guard who was above Melvin.

Melvin ran when his feet hit the ground.

Magma stood up from her seat welcoming Marsel.

"Daddy ... I have mangoes," he shouted.

"Wcn ... That's great." Magma carries Marsel.

"Daddy I'm the one who climbed into his tree .." cried Melvin.

Magma also greeted Melvin warmly. The man immediately carried her.

"Suit you two to become a street trader" exclaimed Magma laughing with her two sons.

Marvel secretly peeked. He pursed his lips when he saw his father holding Marsel and Melvin and then he just ran to his room.

"Well, your mother used to love cravings for young mangoes. Turns out you guys did it hm."

Fortunately the young mango did not taste too sour.

"What's Dad craving?" asked Melvin innocently.

"Cravings are the wishes of pregnant women who must be followed. Dad used to climb Melvin's rich tree."

"Oh yeah? How's it going with Dad?"

"Old man" said Marsel, making them laugh.

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