(Angel's POV)
“Thank you for sending us here, Hyungnim. I'll be back in Seoul this afternoon so we can prepare for the performance and recording,” Jimin said before we both bowed and thank Tito for driving us all the way here in Busan.
“No problem... I'll be fetching you later, just give me a call. Please take care of my niece, okay? Just be careful when going on public places, bye!” we both nodded and slightly chuckled.
Seiichi waved his hands and said goodbye to Tito before he slightly pulled the hem of his daddy's shirt.
“Daddy, is my Grandma inside? And Grandpa?” tanong niya bago ituro ang malaking bahay sa tapat namin. Nakamask parin naman kami ngayon at wala namang masyadong tao sa labas kaya safe kami.
“Yep! Come here, I will carry my baby!” idinipa ng daddy niya ang braso at nagpabuhat naman kaagad ang bata dito.
“Is it not difficult for you to carry Seiichi and the bag at the same time?” tanong ko habang naglalakad na kami papasok ng gate.
“Ani... Gwaenchana.” he just smiled and we walk straightly towards the main door and came in.
We took off our shoes and put the bag aside. Jimin also helped our Son to take off his shoes and only leaving his socks.
“Eomma appa, uli jib-e iss-eoyo!” Jimin shouted as we stepped in on the living room.
[Translation: Mom Dad, we are home!]
“Ulineun yeogi bueok-e issseubnida, nae adeul!” rinig naming boses ng mama niya mula sa kusina.
[Translation: We are here in the kitchen, my Son!]
Nang makapunta kami sa kusina, naabutan naming nagluluto sila ng pagkain at gumagawa na ng dessert.
“Hi!! Yeobo come on say Hello!” nakatiling pinagpag ng Mama ni Jimin ang kamay niya sa sariling apron at hinampas nang bahagya ang braso ng asawa niya.
“Annyeonghaseyo, mannaseo bangabseubnida Angelssi!” he bowed.
[Translation: Hello, Nice to meet you Angel]
I immediately responded with a bow and smile at his father.
“Deudieo mannaseo bangawoyo, seonsaengnim.”
[Translation: Nice to finally meet you, Sir,]
“Anii-ani! You can call me Appa instead.”
He waved his hands and chuckled.
Kamukhang-kamukha niya talaga ang Anak niya. Parang carbon copy lang ng Daddy niya si Jimin.
Natigil lang kami sa pag-uusap nang magtanong si Seiichi sa Daddy niya.
“Daddy what is Appa?” he curiously asked.
Natatawang tumingin naman sa amin si Jimin.
“It is same as Daddy but in korean.”
“Hmmm... like otousan? So He is grandpa?! Grandpa!!”
(A/n: Otousan is Father in Japanese and Okaasan is Mother)
“Ne, you are smart love, it's Grandpa and Grandma!” I smiled and gestured Seiichi to greet his grandparents.
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