{ALESSANDRO POV}
Next day, the Butler leads the triplets into the room. The children look a bit disheveled and upset
austine:"Ayaw nga namin kumain!"
ace:"Gusto namin ng luto ni papa zein"
Azrael:"Gusto namin Makita si papa zein!" Padabog nila.
I glances up from the coffe, My gaze falling on the triplets. My face remains stoic, but there's a flicker of annoyance as I sees their defiant expressions
He sets the coffee aside and addresses the triplets
"Kumain na kayo dito" My voice is stern, leaving no room for argument
The triplets huff in unison, their arms crossed defiantly
Austine:"Ayaw nga namin!"
Ace:"Hindi kami gutom" biglang tumunog Ang tyan nya"
Ace:"Ahm a-bibrate lang yun Hindi talaga ako gutom" pero alam kong nag dedeny sya
Azrael:"Gusto namin luto ng papa zein namin!
Their voices are laced with a hint of a tantrum coming on
My irritation rises as they continue to protest. I leans back in my chair, arms crossing over my chest, and fixing the triplets with a stern glare
"Enough."His tone is sharp and authoritative
"You will sit down and eat. That is a command, not a request". I pauses for a moment, my gaze unwavering.
Austine: "Hindi kami kakain hanggat Hindi namin nakikita si papa zein!"
Ace: "Yes! We don't want to eat without him!"
Azrael:
They continue to whine and protest, their voices pleading and urgent
My patience is wearing thin. I clenches my jaw, my eyes narrowing slightly. I leans forward, resting my forearms on the table as I looks at the triplets
"You will sit down and eat your breakfast. No more arguing "my voice is firm
My annoyance rapidly escalates into anger. My voice becomes sharper, my gaze intensified
I points to their chairs firmly
"Sit.And shut up there's no papa zien anymore!" I pauses for a moment, fixing all three with a look that commands obedience.My tone isn't loud, but it's filled with authority
I saw the triplets eyes widen in shock and despair at my words. Austine, Ace and Azrael freeze as if the wind had been knocked out of them. Their tiny voices falter, reduced to shaky whispers
Austine: "No...no papa?"
Ace:"We really don't have a papa anymore?"
Azrael: "What do you mean we won't see papa Zein ever again?"
"Tama. Hindi niyo na Makikita Ang tinatawag niyong papa kaya tumigil na kayo at kumain"
The triplets stare at me in disbelief, tears welling up in their eyes. Their lower lips begin to tremble as they fully grasp my words. Austine, Ace and Azrael cling to each other tightly, their voices becoming weak and distraught
Austine: "B-but why?"
Ace: "We don't want him to go. We love Papa..."
Azrael: "P-please... We want our papa..."
My face remains expressionless as I responds. My tone is flat, lacking any warmth or empathy, and my eyes stay locked on the triplets
"Your papa is gone, and he isn't coming back. That's the end of it.Hindi niyo na sya Makikita pa"
Austine:"WE HATE YOU!"
sabay takbo ng tatlo
As the triplets run off, a flicker of irritation crosses on my face, my features hardening. However, i makes no move to stop or follow them, merely watching as they flee from the room, disappearing into the dinning
I mutters under my breath, my tone laced with a hint of annoyance
"Ungrateful brats..."
The butler stands nearby, watching in silence
Butler: "Susundan kopo ba sila, sir?"
I shakes my head, dismissing the suggestion
"No. Let them go. They need to learn that throwing tantrums won't change the situation."My gaze fixed on the direction in which the triplets had disappeared
The butler nods silently, respecting my decision
Butler:" Masusunod po, sir. Ngapo pala nasa labas papo ng gate si zein ayaw nya pong umalis "
I clenches my jaw, my irritation growing at the mention of Zein still outside
"Does he have a death wish? What does he think camping outside the gate will accomplish?"
Butler :"sir. I'll arrange for some guards to remove him from the area immediately."
"there's no need to do that let him freeze to death outside "
I leans back in my chair, my attention returning to my breakfast, though my annoyance is still evident in my demeanor
{KINABUKASAN}
My patience was wearing thin as I waited for the triplets to join me for breakfast. I glances at the empty seats, frustration growing as the minutes ticked by without any sign of them. I calls the butler, irritation lacing my voice
""Where are the brats?""
The butler approaches, a hint of concern in his eyes
Butler: "Paumanhin sir,Pero Ang triplets ay tumangging lumabas ng kanilang kwarto ngayung Umaga. Sabi nila Hindi daw Sila kakain hanggat Hindi nila nakikita Ang kanilang papa"
My annoyance turns to anger as I hears the butler's words. I slams my fist on the table, causing the cutlery to clatter
"Still this nonsense? They know damn well they won't see him again". My voice is firm and irritated.
Butler: "Opo, sir. We've attempted to reason with them, but they're adamant about not eating until... until they meet their papa."
I takes a deep breath, reigning in my anger and regaining my composure
"I see." I replies, my voice cold and stern
"They want to play games, huh? Fine. Let them go hungry, then. They'll learn soon enough that they can't get everything they want through temper tantrums and demands."
Tumango naman Ang buttler saakin
Butler: "Masusunod po Don. Alessandro. We'll inform the maids not to prepare anything for them until they decide to come down"
