CHAPTER 19

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"Daddy, stop. Hahaha, D-daddy, I'm tired na!" my son laughed as he ran, his little legs pumping.

The scent of grilling meat filled the air as Kyle and Francisco ran around, their laughter echoing in the backyard.

"Keep running! Daddy won't stop chasing you," Francisco shouted, instead of stopping his pursuit of Kyle.

I couldn't help but laugh as I grilled. Kyle looked worn out from playing, but his dad wouldn't give up the chase.

"Daddy! Let me breathe first! Would you like me to die early? Sige ka, you won't see my handsome face na!" Kyle threatened, hiding behind his Lola Mica, who was busy arranging plates.

Francisco chuckled but finally stopped running. "Okay, okay, I'll stop now, come here, lapit ka na rito," he said, gesturing for Levi to come closer. But my son just shook his head.

"No, you might tickle me. I won't come near you," Kyle declared, sticking his tongue out at Francisco na tinawanan lang siya.

Francisco started to approach him again, but Kyle took off running towards me.

"Mommy! Daddy Francisco won't stop chasing me, Mommy help me!" my son murmured while hiding behind my back holding the hem of my shirt.

I shook my head and gently pushed Kyle down onto the ground. "You two stop playing, it's time to eat," I said, heading inside the house to get Kyle's towel.

We had decided to have a picnic since we were leaving for the Philippines next week.

"Hey, Luliana." Francisco called out, making me turn around.

What was he doing here? He was catching his breathe, drenched in sweat. I grabbed another towel and tossed it to him, which he caught with a quick flick of his wrist.

"Bakit?" I asked, closing Kyle's closet door.

"Nothing, I just wanted to know if your decision is final. What comes to your mind at napag isipan mong umalis?" he asked, settling onto the mini sofa.

"I don't know either" Kibit-balikat ko. All I knew was that I wanted to do to the Philippines.

He just nodded and stood up, walking out first. He waited for me to leave Kylei's room before we both stepped out of the house.

"Bakit mo natanong?" I asked.

"The house will feel empty. We'll miss you both," he said, even though we weren't leaving yet.

"We still have 1 week naman," I replied, smiling as Kyle waved to us.

"I know, it's still the same. Aalis pa rin kayo," he said, I gave him a small smile.

"Magkikita pa rin naman tayo hindi ba?" I asked. He nodded. "Kaya, don't be sad na, Kuya," I said, starting to walk towards my son.

"Damn," I heard him mutter, "Ang alat. She called me... Kuya?" I couldn't hear the rest of his sentence properly, so I just focused my attention on my son.

We were happily eating and chatting while Francisco and Kyle played a game of tag, again.

"Mommy, you are so pretty," my son said, I chuckled, "I bet you have a crush na," he added, making me choke on my food.

Umubo ako ng ilang beses, "Where did you learn that... crush thingy?" I asked him, confused.

"You know Kuya Liam, right Mommy?" he said. I nodded. He was referring to our neighbor who was seven years older than him. "Sabi niya sa akin, he has a crush on you. He said you are beautiful and wife material, I know that but you are not available, 'di ba, My?" he explained. I winced and nodded. 

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