Limping, he made his way to a pink first aid box. He brought out its contents and carefully treated his leg, which had become swollen and red. As he was trying to get up, he felt someone climb onto his back. Smiling, which only enhanced his handsome features despite his earlier anger, he gently said, “My little cutie, when did you come back?”
She climbed down from his back and replied, “Momma’s baby, we just got back.”
He laughed, flashing his bright white teeth, and said in a teasing tone, “Oh, so I’m Momma’s baby now?”
She nodded enthusiastically. “Yes, isn’t that what she calls you?”
Amid their playful chatter, she didn’t notice what he was doing.
Just then, their parents walked in, coinciding with her gasp as she exclaimed, “What’s wrong with your leg?”
They rushed over, knelt down, and held his leg while bombarding him with questions about what happened.
Like a spoiled child, he narrated the incident to them with a bit of dramatic flair. His mother stood up, visibly upset, and asked, “Where’s Sandra?”
“Calm down, Mum,” he replied. “I already sent her away.”
She sighed deeply, relieved, and then asked, “Have you had breakfast?”
He shook his head, indicating no.
Without delay, she picked up the intercom and called out, “Ruth, come here now.”
In less than six seconds, Ruth arrived. His mother instructed her, “Quickly prepare something for Baby; he hasn’t had breakfast yet.”
“Yes, Ma,” Ruth replied, hurrying off.
Once the meal was ready, Ruth informed her, “The food is ready, Ma.”
“Bring it to the center table,” she said. Ruth returned and arranged the food on the table. As she was about to leave, his mother asked, “Have you cleaned Baby’s room?”
Lowering her head, Ruth replied, “No, Ma. When I went to clean, he was sleeping.”
“Go and clean it now before he finishes eating. You know he hates dirt.”
Ruth quickly left for his room, finding it clean but still decided to tidy it up. She sprayed the room with high-end air fresheners, adjusted the AC, and then left.
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His mother held his hand, guided him to a sofa, and sat him down. She then started feeding him from the plate, bite by bite, until he was full. Afterward, she wiped his mouth and handed him a glass of juice, which he drank.
They sat together, chatting and laughing with his parents.
After some time, he got up and said he needed to rest. His younger sister followed him out of the parlor.
In his room, he brought out his PS4, and they started playing. After a while, feeling tired, he lay on the bed and fell asleep almost immediately. His sister climbed onto the bed as well and dozed off.
They didn’t wake up until 4:30 PM. He told her to go to Momma while he took a quick shower. She left the room, and he rushed into the bathroom, showered quickly, and dressed in blue jeans and a black shirt. He picked a pair of black high-top shoes and put them on before heading to his parents’ section.
There, he found Annabel (his sister), dressed in pink top and pants. She ran to him excitedly, saying, “Momma’s baby, let’s go to the garden and play hide-and-seek.”
He smiled and replied, “Alright, Daddy’s girl, but I plan to go shopping.”
She pouted and said, “Please, just a little while, then we can go shopping together. My makeup items are almost finished, and I’ve run out of chocolates and Hollandia. Dad refused to buy them for me.”
Everyone burst into laughter. Even their parents joined in, suggesting, “Let’s all go to the garden together.”
They stepped out and headed to the garden, which was filled with various fruit trees, a swimming pool, and different flowers. One section had been beautifully decorated in dark and lemon green, with chairs and a table arranged neatly. The table was filled with assorted fruits.
The parents sat there, chatting, while the children played hide-and-seek, their laughter and joy echoing through the serene garden.
