“Ahhh… See what you caused.” Michael sighed, staring at his stained shirt.
Little Pumpkin pouted, almost on the verge of tears. “I don’t like drugs…”
“I don’t want it .” He muttered sadly.
“…” Michael sighed as he stared down at his son, he now had no choice but to call Joel.
Emily who had stirred awake while the father and son were chasing after each other spoke softly, breaking off Michael’s thought. “Please let me feed him.”
Michael and his son looked in her direction.
“Ahh komawo. But, he doesn’t let…” Before Michael could finish his statement, Little Pumpkin packed his drugs from the stool and walked towards Emily.
“….” Michael opened his mouth agape as he watched his son in astonishment.
Emily grinned at the cute darling before her. “Good boy.”
“Bring the spoon and water.” She said, ruffling his hair affectionately.
As if being controlled with a spell, Little Pumpkin turned around and snatched the spoon from his father’s grip. He carried the bottled water on the floor too.
“….” Michael watched his son like a movie as he scampered back to the beautiful stranger.
Emily smiled “Very good.”.
“Cutie, please sit on the chair.” She said, patting on the chair beside her.
Obediently, he climbed up on the chair and Emily nodded her head happily.
She managed to dissolve the tablets in a spoonful of water with her right hand, and then she turned to Little Pumpkin.
She smiled sweetly at him. “Baby, say ahhh…”
Michael shook his head pitifully at the pretty stranger. ‘ahhh my foot… he’ll never open that stubborn mouth of his. You are only wasting your time and effort.’
But to his utmost surprise, Little Pumpkin obliged. He opened his mouth and gulped down the medicine.
Of course, the medicine was very bitter. But since the beautiful noona sitting right in front of him, he took it gladly.
(A/N: noona means big sister. It’s used for females that are way older than one.)
“… ahhh” Michael gasped in shock.
Like wait, did his son just… actually take the drug? Unbelievable! He wouldn’t even take it from him-his father. But then, he took it from a total S T R A N G E R-something he had never done before. Michael watched his son in bewilderment.
Little Pumpkin never took things from strangers-he never even got close to them at all. He never even allowed the maids in the villa to touch him. The only people that were allowed to touch him were his father and his uncle.
Taking his medicine was a pain in the ass for him and everyone in the villa. He never allowed anyone to feed him drugs, even his father, sometimes. Only Joel was always able to feed him, and that was after a lot of persuasions and promises to get him anything he wanted. But seeing his son take his drug with the help of a stranger, Michael was beyond shocked.
Emily clapped her hands cheerily. “Awwn awwn… you did it baby.”
“You are soooooo strong. You didn’t even grimace.” She wowed.
She grinned as she dissolved another drug in a spoonful of water. “Let’s take the last one.”
“Fighting!” She cheered.
Little Pumpkin giggled. “Fighting!”
“Hana – Dul – Set!” She quickly fed him with the drug.
(A/N: hana means one, dul means two and set means three)
Little Pumpkin gulped down the drug but this time, he grimaced a bit.
The second drug was more bitter than the first one.
“Ahhh…” Emily feigned a grimace and this made Little Pumpkin snicker.
“Uwa!” Emily gassed, wowing.
“You did it again baby…” She stated, ruffling his hair.
“You are such a big boy!!!” She nodded her head.
Of course, she was only saying those things to make the cute little boy not grimace.
But joking apart, Little Pumpkin was strong. Many boys his age would have poured their eyes out if they were the one in his position.
Little Pumpkin hugged Emily.
“…” Michael blinked his eyes rapidly as he watched the duo. If anyone saw them right now, one would think they were a mother and son. Who’d believe they were just meeting each other for the first time.
Little Pumpkin laid on the sofa gently, resting his head on Emily’s laps. She in turn stroke his hair happily, and in no time, the cute little darling fell asleep.
Within a few weeks of being together, Emily and Little Pumpkin grew so close to each other.
They were always doing virtually everything together.
Little Pumpkin never felt the absence of his father and his uncle whenever they weren’t around since the pretty noona was always with him.
“Haaaa…” Emily gasped, her eyes almost popping out of their sockets.
“99th position…” she stuttered, staring widely at the Little Pumpkin’s school report.
She quickly covered up her shock with a smile. “Omo!…” (Omo means oh my)
“99th position, again?!!!” Joel and Michael gasped as they entered the lounge. They heard Emily.
Little Pumpkin and Emily looked up at the duo who were staring unbelievably at Little Pumpkin.
Michael sighed as they walked into the lounge.
He took his seat on a chair next to Little Pumpkin. “Ha…” He groaned, “when will you change?… 99th position all the time.”
Joel grinned, ruffling Little Pumpkin’s hair with his left hand. “You tried kiddo.”
Michael sneered. “You keep telling him – you tried-you tried..” He stood up on his feet and headed to his room.
Joel shrugged. “He didn’t take the last position, at least.”
Michael scoffed and waved his hand in the air without looking back.
“I’ll get you a toy car okay?…” Joel winked at Little Pumpkin and climbed lazily up the stairs, to his room.
“…” Emily opened her mouth agape.
‘he tried?!…’ she stared at Joel’s retreating body.
With the little time she had spent, living with him, she already knew Joel was always the sweetest person whenever he was around his nephew, so she wasn’t shocked when he grinned. What shocked her was the fact that he said Little Pumpkin tried-99th position!!!
“Humph…” Emily heard Little Pumpkin let out a sad sigh.
“You tried baby…” she said, trying to cheer him up.
Little Pumpkin shook his head. “No.” He pouted his cute pink lips. “I know I didn’t noona.”
She smiled. “Don’t worry cutie, we’ll work it out together, okay?”
Little Pumpkin nodded his head slowly.
“Kaja.” Emily stood on her feet and pulled Little Pumpkin, gently, towards the dining-It was time for dinner.
(A/N: kaja means let’s go)
After taking their baths, the brothers-Michael and Joel-strolled over to the dining table.
Michael smirked as he sat next to his son. “Little Pumpkin, eat well okay?..”
“Nde.” Little Pumpkin nodded his head.
He shook his head at him. “At least you are good at something. Tsk tsk tsk…”
Joel chortled lightly.
As soon as their dinner was served-a chop su-ey dish-Emily hastily dug in. One of her traits was that she loved food, a lot.
The ‘boys’ had just taken their first chopsticks of food but Emily had taken ten of hers-She was a pretty fast eater.
Michael and Little Pumpkin paused to watch her in amusement.
‘A beautiful lady with a beautiful appetite.’ they thought.
Joel stared at the girl before him in annoyance.
He shook his head, disgruntled. ‘why does she like to eat like an animal?…’
He dropped his chopsticks and folded his hands, looking straight at her. “Hey…”
Emily swallowed and looked up at the handsome god.
“Have you no manners at all?..” Joel asked, furrowing his brows. “It’s been three weeks already. The doctor will be here tomorrow to remove the bandage.”
He pushed his chair backward, stood up on his feet, and took long strides towards the staircase.
Emily dropped her chopsticks at once and stared at the floor dejectedly. After a while, she stood up and walked away to her room. She understood the in-depth meaning of Joel’s words. She had to leave.
Little Pumpkin pouted as he watched his pretty noona walk away. He climbed down from the dining chair and also scampered towards his room in dejection.
“Little Pumpkin, you are leaving me too?..” Michael pouted, watching his son as he walked to the room.
“Unn.” Little Pumpkin nodded his head and shut his door.
“Ahhh… everyone ditched me.” Michael shrugged his shoulders and continued eating.
Emily slumped on her bed and sighed. She was slowly falling for the handsome god but she’d be leaving the next day.
The few weeks she spent with the family seemed like months.
She was beginning to feel like she actually belonged in the villa but it was all lies and fantasy-she was leaving soon.
She’d miss Little Pumpkin, his dad, the maids that treated her like she was family, the villa itself, of course, the god-her god.
Even though the god never really spent much time at home, the little time he usually spent with Little Pumpkin made Emily realize he wasn’t that bad of a person.
Emily let the tears stream down her face when the reality hit her that she was really leaving.