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G/N: Hi Angels! Let's step closer to soaring through the skies.. near like in heaven. FLY HIGH! #RealJairenZac 😍

Typos ahead.. 👀 Cuss ahead 💥

LUTANG AKO ~~ 😂

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A gift opens the way and ushers the giver into the presence of the great - Proverbs 18:16

Chapter 3

Jairen Zac POV

Such a dumbass parents. Fuck! Now, I felt pity for this little kid in front me.

They fucking abandoned her.

And so, damn them to fucking hell!

I pinched my lower lip trying to figure out how will we resolve immediately this fucking problem we've got tonight.

"Bilis ah. Shems lang. Tapos na kayo mag-usap, primo?" Denver fucking asked. Binigay ko sa kanya agad ang phone niya pagkabalik ko sa kanilang harapan. I got a call from Shelby. It's not actually fucking important though, so it's just prompt. This kid, baby Ezra is more important than her fucking call as of now. I'm just being discreet to her. "Natitiis mo talaga ang babaeng yun, primo? Noiz tologo. Kung sa akin yun primo baka nakick-out na siya sa Denverland ko. Shems. Mabuti nalang talaga hindi. Ang bait mo masyado sa kanya. Ang hirap maging pogi primo, 'no? Kaya nga ako minsan nagtatakip nalang ng mukha kapag lumalabas. Mahirap na madiscover ng mga talent scout. Shems. It's my pogi problem number one."

Natawa naman sila.

But I just shook my head and smirked.

Am I being too nice? I don't fucking think so. It is just that.. I have lovely sisters.

"Tamo, Denver! Estoryaheee, 'tol!" Vince fucking hit him using the throw pillow then Peter and Craig while carrying our little visitor.

Now, they are playing like a fucking kid not minding baby Ezra weirdly happy looking at them. She fucking tried reaching the pillow beside her to maybe throw? She wants to join. Cute.

Well, throw pillow named fucking throw pillow because it is fucking meant to be 'thrown'. Yeah. Fucking name.

"Amazing! Amazing!" It's Peter.

"Nawa'y lahat pinagpala." It's Craig.

Tss. Mga amaw!

"Teka, maiba nga pala tayo mga 'tol ha. Ang siste pala natin, kanino matutulog si baby Ezra?" Vince suddenly resorted. Fuck. "Dyahe. Ang gulo nga pala ng kwarto ko. Hindi pa ako nakakapagligpit. Nandun ang mga bago kong order online. Mga instrument ko 'tol. Ang syuta nito men."

Damn! Another hitched.

This house is too fucking big. We have different but separated rooms. And we can't let this little baby sleep in our guest room. No fucking way.

"Kung ako ma'y masusunod, aakuin ko ang pangangalaga ng ating munting bisita pansamantala," Craig volunteered. The baby is still in his lap tilting her head again while looking at us. She's fucking acting weird but in a cute way. Hopefully she's already fucking full after feeding her. At least she likes the porridge. We have no fucking choice. We don't have milk for the baby. Who would have fucking thought. "Labis kong ikinalulungkot na iniwan nalang ang munting ito ng kanyang mga magulang. Walang anak ang gustong mangyari ito sa kanya, lalo na't isang supling pa si baby Ezra. Ang pangangalaga ng isang bata ay isang malaking responsibilidad ng mga magulang."

I fucking get what Craig meant about the parenting. The kids and parents.

And yeah, it fucking sucks a million times without parents while growing up. Tss. I fucking somehow know how it feels because of my mama's death and my fucking father's all of a sudden disappearance. Imagine how much more with this little kid? She can't fucking provide food for herself for fucking sake. I just can't fucking take it.