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"Come here baby" Nayana pinched Ace's cheeks and pick him up. The kid hug her grandma and whisper something to her. Maybe he is telling her his complaints.

 

"Oh my gosh Mom you won't believe what happened! We had a fight inside the car. He is throwing tantrums because he wants to give Chayi a mother as a birthday gift and I keep telling him that its impossible. Tres can only give him that. He is so mad thinking we are being selfish to Chayi. This kid!" Namika said gaining a laugh from all of us. But that broke my heart as well.

 

"The kids possess the intelligent brain of the Cavelli's. They are so adorable." Donny said as he went to Ace and get him from Nayana so he is now carrying him in his arms.

 

"You should start making your tribe Deus. You are being left behind" Primo budge his brother.

 

"I'll make sure to have twins so I can be ahead of you and Tres" he smirked. My eyes widen with what he said. He's crazy. 

 

Twins? Namika is giggling beside me.

 

My attention shift as I see Tres running towards us looking stress. He is not with Chayi and I wonder what's happening.

 

"I''m glad you are here Princess" he said as his eyes sparks when he saw me like I am his only hope.

 

"What's happening? Is everything okay?" I asked him feeling worried. He pause for a while to take deep breaths and wipe the sweats that starts to form in his forehead.

 

 

"Chayi doesn't want to go out. He is still in my car. He's being stubborn. I am asking him why and he is not answering me. He is about to cry and I thought you could help me with him. He needs to be here by now. The party is about to start." he said while taking deep breaths again. 

 

I give my bag to Deus and go with him.

 

"Come I'll handle him" Tres lead the way to the parking lot.

 

 

"Is he upset about something?" I ask Tres and he shrugged his shoulders.

 

"I am sure that I did all his request for his birthday. I am confident that I didn't miss any detail" Tres is trying to think of something that Chayi might be upset about while we are walking. 

 

He is a very cute reciting to me all Chayi's requests. 

 

I am amazed that he remembers everything that Chayi told him given that he is so stress with work in the hospital. 

 

He might not be around for Chayi every minute of the day but he is making sure that he knows what his child is up to and what happened to his childs day. 

 

I adore him more for that. Being a single father is so hard.

 

 

"Maybe he wants something he can't say to you. Don't worry I'll find out" I sad to him and give him a tap on his shoulder.

 

 

"Thank you princess. This means a lot to me. Thank you for always being there for me and my Chayi. You will surely be the best mom." we stopped for a while to hug each other.

 

"Don't mention it Daddy Tres. Both of you are making me happy so it's worth it." we continue walking and when we reached his car. 

 

I really saw Chayi sulking inside. He is wearing an astronaut custome. He looks so handsome and cute. He is pouting and is really trying hard not to burst in tears. He look at me but avoided it as soon as he realize that its me.

 

"Hey baby" I greet him but he turn his back on me. He hide his face in his tiny arms so I can't see it. I come close to him and kiss the back of his head.

 

"Happy Birthday Baby boy. Why is my baby sad? You want something? You can tell mama" I hold him and make him sit on my lap. 

 

He try to struggle but I hug him tight. After a while he calm down but I heard him sob. 

 

Awww he is crying.

 

"Happy birthday Chayi. Happy Birthday Chayi. Happy birthday, Happy Birthday Happy Birthday Baby" I sing him a birthday song while rocking him in my lap to calm him down. "I love you baby"

 

"Why is my Chayi crying? Is something bothering you? Is something making you sad? Don't you like your costume?" I run my fingers to his hair.  I move it away from his forehead. 

 

He is sobbing and as I look at Tres he is also about to cry. Aww this two softie creatures. I am getting emotional too but I need to be strong for them.

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