Sweet Cherries

Special chapter

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After 3 years
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Alia's POV

"Amiel, slow down, madapa ka!" I called out to him, trying to rein him in as he kept running around non-stop, playing with Clinton and Marian's child. By the way, ever since I had Amiel, Marian and Clinton decided to have a child too. They went through IVF, maybe because they were a bit inspired by me and Micah.

It's still surprising to think that we've all become parents now except gavi and Shanian. Jaron and Steffi used to fight all the time, and even though they still bicker occasionally, they're now married with a child. Gavi and Shanian, on the other hand, are also happily married, but having children isn't on their radar just yet. They want to savor their time as a couple before dealing with the responsibilities of having kids. In fact, they're currently on their honeymoon abroad, enjoying life after their recent wedding.

I walked over to Amiel, noticing how sweaty he was from all the running. "na'ko kang bata ka, pawis na pawis kana oh kakatakbo," I said, trying to sound stern. But instead of reacting, he clung to my leg with his small arms, giving me that cute, innocent look that always melted my heart-just like his other parent, Micah, would do. I couldn't stay mad at him. He was too adorable.

"Sowwy, Mowmy," he said in his soft, sweet voice, flashing me a cheeky smile. I bent down so I could meet his gaze. "You're just too cute, how can I be mad at you?" I said, playfully pinching his chubby cheeks. Then suddenly, he looked past me and shouted, "Dada!"

I turned around and saw Micah standing there, and before I knew it, Amiel had already run to her. "Hey, big boy," Micah greeted him warmly as she picked him up. I made my way over to join them.

"Hi, sweetheart," Micah said, leaning in for a kiss.

"Hi, I missed you," I replied, returning the kiss.

"hoy, you two, enough with the kissing! Yung isang anak n'yo oh iyak ng iyak!" Marian teased, catching both our attention. Micah and I turned toward her, and there she was, holding our younger child, Alanice Jhamiela. Yes, Micah and I have another child now, and we're so grateful and happy.

"Aww, what's wrong with my baby?" I said, taking Alanice from Marian's arms.

"Sino paba? It's Jaron's fault," Clinton chimed in, pointing toward Jaron.

"Hey, bakit ako? Steffi's the one who couldn't stop squeezing her!" Jaron retorted defensively.

Steffi crossed her arms and gave her a playful glare. "ah ako, sige. Gusto n'ya siguro matulog sa labas?" she said with a smirk.

Jaron quickly changed her tune. "Alright, alright, babe. It's my fault. I'm sorry guys," she said, trying to make amends with Steffi.

"Wow, look at that. Takosa si bro," Clinton teased, making us all laugh-Micah, Marian, Clinton, and me. Meanwhile, Jaron was still busy trying to get back on Steffi's good side.

We had decided to spend the afternoon at the park since it was rare for all of us to have free time at the same moment. Between work and family, it's hard to find time to hang out together. I'm still running my cake shop, and honestly, I can't bring myself to let go of it. It's not just that I love what I do, but I also feel responsible for the people who work there. Most of them are parents who rely on their income from the shop to support their families and send their kids to school. Knowing that keeps me motivated to keep the business going strong.

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Micah's POV

When we finally arrived home, we wasted no time heading straight to the bedroom. Amiel and Alanice had both fallen asleep in the car, completely worn out from the day's activities. Amiel especially, who had been running around endlessly at the park with Yves, Marian and Clinton's son. They were so full of energy that by the time we were halfway home, they had already dozed off. As Alia and I carefully placed our sleeping children onto the bed, making sure not to wake them, I couldn't help but smile at how peaceful they looked.