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"Mama" Chayi whispered.

 

"Hmm baby? Need something? Remember our promise? You will always tell me everything. Whether it be a good thing or not. I am always willing to listen." he nods. 

 

He snaked his arms to my neck and silently cry there. His tears and sweat is all over my neck but who cares. 

 

I am rubbing his back while whispering sweet words to comfort him. He is still sobbing. I am giving him time to pour out his heart. 

 

I know this kid very well like how I knew his father. He will tell me everything when he already feels comfortable.

 

I look at Tres again and now he is walking away from the car. I guess he can't take the scene. He may be the joker and the joy bringer of the family but I know deep inside he is going through something.

 

"Hush now baby. Everything is fine. It's your birthday today we should be laughing. Mama loves you. Papa Dos loves you. Mama Nami and Papa Primo loves you too. You also have Mommy Nayana and Papa Donny who loves you so much. And of course you have your hero Daddy Tres who loves you more than anything in this world and we can't be complete with little Ace. I'm sure he is waiting for you to come inside." I whispered to him.

"H..o..w was I born without a bio..logical m..o..m?" he innocently asked in between sobs

 

 

Oh my gosh. I wasn't ready for this. I didn't expect him to ask this today because he never did. 

 

He never ask about his mommy. We are trying to get ourselves ready for this moment but I think we can't really be prepared.

 

"You have a biological mom, Chayi." I explained while rubbing his back.

 

"I know. But why she's not here? Why is she away? Why nanny is the one who's taking care of me instead of her? Is Chayi bad? Is Chayi ugly?" his words torn my heart.

 

I''m trying so hard to control my tears. I am silent for a while. 

I had the same question when I was a kid. If there is someone who knows how he feels, its me. I understand him, what I don't know is how to explain it to him.

 

 

"Baby listen to me okay? You are the one of most precious gift in this world. Don't think bad about yourself because someone is missing. I am not sure where she is, but your real mom loves you as I do. She probably had her reason why she is not here by your side. We need to understand her okay? she may need time to deal with some issues of her own. Remember that her absence will not make you less of a person. We are here baby. We love you" I can't hold my tears as he sobs harder while clinging to my neck.

 

 

"I heard my friends laughing at me in school last friday while I distribute my invitations. They are asking me how come I have a birthday when I don't even have a mom. They are mean." he complain to me.

 

 

"Maybe they act like that because they don't understand baby. Childrens have different kind of family, some family don't have their father around, some don't have their mom to take care of them and unfortunately some don't have both." I explained and he nod.

 

"You think she'll like Chayi when she sees me?" he asked almost recovering from his cry

 

"I'm hundred and one percent sure she will. Who wouldn't love my son? I'm sure she could not get enough of you like I do." he removed his hand from snaking around my neck. He wipe his tears using his cute little hands. 

 

I help him by fixing his hair away from his face.

 

He sniffs couple of times and he look at me. He give me a small innocent smile.

 

"You okay now buddy?" I asked as I kiss him in his forehead.

 

"It's hard to keep something in here" he pointed at his left chest. "Shhh don't tell daddy about this okay?" he look around looking for Tres. 

 

He is still away from us. He's son is his weakness and I know he is being emotional right now.

 

"Why? it's bad to keep something from your dad baby. I won't tolerate that." he pout at me like he's trying to win my side.

 

"I wanted to ask him but I know he'll panic and might get our car crash. That's boom." I almost got an heart attack when he shouted that boom sound. 

 

I laughed as I recover. I think he is now okay cause he is starting to be playful.

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