White Tulips and Daisies

CHAPTER TEN

Blue is fussy. He's been crying and throwing tantrums since after dinner. Aunt Praya tried her best to coax the kid to sleep but she failed.

"Do you want a glass of warm milk before going to bed?" Aunt Praya fixed his shirt.

"I want Papa and Daddy." Blue rolled on the mattress.

"Papa and Daddy are busy. How about a piece of cookie?" Aunt Praya made special cookies for Blue. She made less sweet cookies so Blue can eat them whenever he wants.

"Nooooo." Blue rolled on the bed once again. "I want Papa." This is the very first night that he's not sleeping with either his Papa or Daddy on his side. The moment Build was not there beside him, his Daddy was present.

"Grandma, please bring me to Papa. Please? Please?" Blue stood up and hugged Aunt Praya's neck, pouting and crying.

Aunt Praya sighed. How can he say no to this sweet little kid?

"Alright. If you sleep now, I will call Papa when you wake up tomorrow."

"Nooo. Right now. Please?" Blue stood up and jumped on the bed making the mattress shake, feeling devastated that he didn't see his parents the whole day.

Aunt Praya fetched his phone and called Build.

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Build ended the call with Aunt Praya before entering the hospital room again. He saw Prem and Wichapas discussing something about business again.

"Can't that wait? You have to rest. You're not supposed to be working." Build said as he placed his phone on the bedside table.

Prem stepped back from Wichapas. "I told him to rest but he kept asking questions, Khun."

Wichapas snapped a look at Prem although he couldn't see him clearly. A look of betrayal was shown on his face.

"Stop asking him questions and try to sleep." Build told Wichapas and was answered by a pout. "Prem, can I ask you a favor? Can you pick up Blue and bring him here?"

"Oh, your son actually asked me multiple times earlier while I'm picking up your things. Will he be staying here tonight?" Prem asked.

Build just answered by a nod and Prem went off. As he looks at the man on the bed, Wichapas is looking at him. "Your son is being fussy and giving Auntie a hard time. He doesn't go to sleep and keeps looking for us. I don't have a choice."

"You can just go home. I'll be fine here. I have Prem." Wichapas knotted his eyebrows. Severe worry is evident on his face.

"We're not arguing about this again." Build sat on the couch nearby and stretched his neck, sighing deep. He is now feeling the exhaustion of the day.

Wichapas felt guilty, knowing that Build is tired based on the sigh and felt more guilty knowing that he was the reason for it . He tried fixing himself and lay down but his broken ribs hurt so much whenever he moved. He suddenly felt a pair of hands helping him to lay down.

"The more you push yourself that much, the longer you will stay here. Is it hard to ask me for help?" Build spoke, fixing the pillow to make him comfortable.

"You're tired. I don't want to be a burden."

"Staying here for long because of being hard-headed is burdensome. You should know that." After that, Build went back to the couch.

"Blue will see me like this." Wichapas voiced the worry.

"He'll definitely ask endless questions. You better think of a way to avoid them." Build gave him a knowing look. They are both aware of Blue's curiosity, especially about his parents.