BABD, MY WIFE
Third person's pov The sun was at its peak and there were no clouds in the sky. It was a hot mess and the townsfolk were working in this harsh weather. Little children were playing with the sand and one of them built a castle. "Look, father!!! I made a castle…" said the child, "one day, i will make a castle for us. A real one where we will live…" "Son, you should not be playing at this hour. Go back home and help your mother. I have to leave for work." Rahl, Anko's husband, insisted and sent his son back home. He was on his way when he noticed the triplets running with their hands holding each other's. He was confused and worried about them. "Macha… Babd… Nemen… where are you going? Aren't you supposed to be at home? Your mother is at work and she will be mad at you once she finds ou
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