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~Park Baekhyun~ 

"Pa..." mahinang sabi ni Min habang naka-upo ako dito sa sala, nagbabasa ng libro. Jesper is playing with cars on the carpet beside my feet. "Can you please fix this bandage?" sabi niya saka inangat yung kamay niya. Mapula pa ito at medyo nagulo nga yung bandage. I smiled and closed the book, then i let her sit beside me as i held her hand. 

I gently removed the bandage and inspected her hand. Her knuckles are still red and scared. "Baby, you shouldn't punch someone on the face again." mahina kong sabi habang nilalagyan ng ointment yung mga sugat sa daliri niya. Mukhang napalakas nga yung suntok niya kay Seth. This is the first time she ever did such a thing. 

Min sighed. "He caught me off guard." bulong niya saka tumingin sakin. May takot siyang expression sa mukha at natawa ako ng mahina. "Pa, you know what he told me! Syempre, i didn't expect that!"

"So you punched him?" i said and raised an eyebrow. I gently replaced the bandage around her hand and look at her mockingly. 

"Yes, Pa." Min said and looked down with a frown. "That pervert!" she hissed and i can clearly sense the annoyance in her voice. 

Nang tapos ko nang balutin yung kamay niya, hinawakan ko yung mahaba niyang buhok saka nilagay ito sa likod ng tenga niya. I ran my fingers along its length and watched her sighed and relax. "You are really my daughter." i grinned and pulled her to sit on my lap. I started to braid her hair and she giggled as she nods in agreement.

"Pa..." she started. "After what i did to Seth, do you think he will forgive me?" medyo kinakabahan yung boses niya at alam kong kahit papano ay nagui-guilty din siya sa ginawa niya.

I giggled. "Well, if he really likes you, i guess, he will understand." i said and poked her side, teasing her. "Send you flowers, i suppose?" 

"Papa!" Min whined and slapped my knee with her good hand. She gave a nervous laugh and i continued to fix her hair. Baek Min is of course, one-of-the-boys kind of girl, considering that we're all male in the family. She's never the girly type and she prefers books over dolls. Hindi ko man maintindihan noong una kung bakit ayaw niyang mag-palda, unti-unti kong narealize na siguro, boyish siya. Hindi naman kasi siya mukhang lesbian. Sabi ni Chanyeol, mas okay na daw na hindi siya girly. It's a way to keep the boys away. 

But i guess, Seth somehow made his way to her. 

"Min..." i started as i tied a bow at the end of her braided hair. "Seth grew in a liberated country. Intindihin mo nalang siya. And besides, as long as you don't give him a green light, he won't hit on you again." 

She sighed and pushed her legs to the side of my lap so she could look at me. "Pa, i don't want to see him again." she whispered. "Hindi ko alam kung paano ko siya haharapin. I guess i broke his nose!" 

I laughed and touched her cheek. "Then say that you're sorry. Just maintain the friendship, princess." i said to her and smiled. "You're young, and you know that. Kung gusto ka talaga niya, maybe he could wait until you're older." 

Min studied my face and slowly smiled. "I will punch him again if--"

"No punching." i said and raised a finger to poke her nose. "You punched him enough." i said and laughed. 

"Fine." she said and rolled her eyes. Then she looked back at me and smiled. Min pulled my neck into a tight hug and she buried her face on my shoulder. "Thanks, Pa. You're the best." she whispered which made me giggle and hug her back. 

Lumayo sakin si Min saka umupo sa carpet katabi si Jesper. Nagsimula silang maglaro nang biglang bumukas yung main door. I looked up and saw Chanyeol walking inside the house like a ghost, his hair is a mess and his clothes wet from sweat and streaks of blood. 

I gasped. "Chanyeol!" i called and ran to him. I touched his face and wiped his cheeks free from sweat. "A-anong nangyari sayo?" kinakabahang tanong ko sakanya. 

Chanyeol's eyes were distant and it slowly traveled to my face. "B-baek..." he whispered, his voice dry. "Baekhyun..." then he pulled my waist into him, securing me into a tight embrace. I buried my face into his chest and i can clearly hear his fast heartbeat, like a hammer against his rib cage. 

Chanyeol kissed my hair and sighed. He ran his hand over my back and he just pulled me closer, like i might run away or evaporate into thin air. I hugged him back, giving the same security. 

"Chanyeol... what happened?" i whispered against his chest. Amoy pawis siya at para siyang pagod na pagod. Bakit ba pakiramdam ko may masamang nangyari sakanya? 

My husband finally pulled back and he grabbed my hand instead. "You need to know something, Baek." he whispered. "It's about Yifan." 

I frowned and shook my head. "Tell me later." i said and reached over to push his suit. "Change into clean and warm clothes, Yeol. Baka magkasakit ka." i noticed the streak of blood sprayed over his sleeve but i tried hard to ignore it. 

It's not Chanyeol's blood. It's not. 

"Dad?" Jesper called behind me. He's holding his toy car against his chest and he looked at Chanyeol with fear. "Dad... are you okay?" he asked. 

Chanyeol knelt on one knee and reached out to ruffle Jesper's hair. "Of course, i am fine, son." Chanyeol answered with a smile. "I just had a very, very tiring day." 

Jesper suddenly reached out to touch Chanyeol's lip. He pressed Chanyeol's bruise which made my husband wince. "Dad." he whispered. "Don't fight again. I was afraid." 

Chanyeol nodded and reached out to kiss Jesper's forehead. "I won't." he said. "Unless you need my help, okay?" 

Jesper nodded and hugged his toy car tighter. "Okay." he mumbled and looked at Chanyeol as he went to his feet. I held Chanyeol's hand as we walked to the stairs, telling Jesper and Min to continue playing. Agad naman silang sumunod at nagpatuloy sa paglalaro at pagkukwentuhan. I even heard Jesper squeal when his sister told him a joke. 

Pumasok kami sa kwarto at agad akong kumuha ng t-shirt at shorts ni Yeol mula sa closet. He's already removing his garments when i reentered the room. Chanyeol looked at me and when he reached for his fresh clothes, i noticed the bruises on his knuckles. 

"Chanyeol." i gasped and pulled his hand. "Ano ba talagang nangyari? Bakit ang dami mong pasa sa kamay?" 

Chanyeol pulled his shirt over his head and i helped him dress. His hands seemed weak. "That Wu Yifan had been fooling us all along." he hissed. "He's married, Baek."

I gasped and my eyes went wide. "W-what?" i breathed. "Kung tratuhin niya ako para siyang manliligaw pero may asawa na pala siya? I can't believe it!"

"I don't know his real motive," Chanyeol said as he sat on the bed, exhausted. "But i guess, he really did develop a certain feeling for you. That explains all the things he did to you, Baek." 

I shook my head in disbelief. Hindi ko maintindihan kung bakit niya ginawa lahat ng yun. Kailangan pa niyang magsinungaling at itago ang lahat para lang makuha ako? Bakit ako pa? Of all people... bakit ako pa na kasal na at may mga anak? 

"P-pero... bakit?" i whispered as i looked back at Chanyeol. 

Chanyeol shook his head and pulled my hand. "I don't really know." he said quietly as he looked into my eyes. "But i guess we can ask his husband." 

"You know... his husband?" i asked, surprised. 

Chanyeol nodded. "We know him, Baek." he said. "It's Huang Zi Tao. From the Happy Wedding magazine." 

That really made my knees weak and i sat beside Chanyeol on the bed, his hand still wrapped around mine. I massaged my temples and i felt a pressure building at the center of my gut. I tried to brush it off but my pale face might have given me away cause Chanyeol suddenly reach for my face. 

"Baek?" he said, startled. "Baek, are you okay?" 

I nodded. "I'm--" and i was cut off as i threw up on the floor. I dropped to my knees as i vomited on the tiled floor of our room. I clutched my stomach and i felt Chanyeol drop to his knees beside me, holding my arm and caressing my back.

"Baekhyun!" Chanyeol panicked as he ran his hand on my back with certain nervousness.

When i thought i practically threw everything out of my system, I pulled back and looked back at him, my eyelids falling. I suddenly felt weak. "C-chanyeol..." i choked. "I... I c-can't..." 

Wasting no time, Chanyeol reached down and scooped me into his arms. I wrapped my arm around his neck and rested my head on his shoulders. "Please be okay..." Chanyeol murmured as he walked out of the room. "Please be okay, baby." 

I nodded as i heard him calling for the driver to prepare the car. I heard Min and Jesper's panicked cries but i felt weak to the core. My body feels old, fragile, and wasted. I tried to look at Chanyeol as we entered at the back seat of the car. He pulled me to his lap, my head against his chest. 

"Baek... please... please be fine." he whispered as he wiped the saliva around my lips with his fingers. He brushed the bangs away from my forehead and wiped the sweat on my neck. 

I nodded and tried to smile. "I w-will." i breathed and snuggled closer. "J-just... tired." 

Chanyeol nodded and pulled me closer against his body. His arm wrapped around my waist protectively and his other hand went to grab my hand in assurance. I squeezed his hand back with all the remaining energy i have. 

I suddenly felt safer. I allowed myself to relax. 

Then i drifted. 

I woke up with Chanyeol holding my hand, his snores filling my hospital room. I raised my other hand and saw the IV tube connected to my vein. I sighed and squeezed my husband's hand, making him stir and groan. 

I grinned. "Chanyeol..." i called and moved my fingers. "Quit being such a heavy sleeper." 

Chanyeol's eyes fluttered open and he looked at me, his lips forming a smile. "Hey." he breathed and leaned in to kiss my forehead. "Feeling better?" 

I nodded and gave a small smile. "I'm good." i said. "What did the doctor say?" 

Chanyeol sat up and tried to fix his hair. "You're stressed. And of course, you're pregnant, Baek." he whispered and frowned at me. "What were you doing when i'm not around? Stressing yourself out?" he asked and raised a brow. 

"You stressed me out." i answered with a smirk. 

It was supposed to be a JOKE. A lame joke. But Chanyeol took it seriously. His eyes flashed the deepest kind of guilt and he looked at me like he's about to drop on one knee and beg for my forgiveness. 

"Oh, Baek... I am so sorry." he said and held my hand against his face. "I'm really, really sorry." then he kissed the back of my hand and looked at me apologetically. 

"I was kidding." i said and rolled my eyes. "Really Chanyeol... it's not you, okay?" i said and tried to smile. "Maybe i was just thinking so hard about things." 

Chanyeol sighed and reached for my hair. He gently brushed my hair with his fingers. "Baek, everything will be fine soon." he said. "Please stop thinking about those things. Just take care of yourself, okay?" 

Reality is that, what Chanyeol told me last night drained me. I didn't expect someone could be so evil. And i don't know if i could trust Tao after what my husband told me. Maybe he has plans also. But... he was so kind. And so real. 

"Okay." i whispered and looked at Chanyeol. "I'm sorry, Yeol. Sorry for making you worry." 

Chanyeol smiled and shook his head. "I'm your husband, Baek." he said. "It's my job to worry about you." then he grinned and looked at me with love in his eyes. It made my heart melt and i was again overwhelmed by the fact that Chanyeol is such a good and loving man. 

I am so much lucky to have him in my life. 

Suddenly, there's a knock on the door.

"Come in." Chanyeol called and we heard the door open and close. 

"Baek, i heard what happened." And Tao was suddenly there, holding a basket of fruits. He gave me a sad smile and i smiled back at him nervously. 

"Hey." i said. "Thank you for visiting." 

Tao nodded and Chanyeol greeted him with a wave. "Pumunta ako sa bahay niyo." he said as he placed the basket over the table. "But your son said you're here." 

I nodded and squeezed Chanyeol's hand. "Yes." i said. "I threw up and i'm suddenly weak like hell." then i gave a small laugh which made Tao grin. 

"I was just--"

But he was cut off as another knock came.

"Um, come in." Chanyeol called again. 

The door opened then closed. Tao went to check who it is but before i could ask, he stepped back and his eyes went wide. He fingers flew to his lips in utter surprise. 

"Y-Yifan..." he breathed. 

I gasped and Yifan suddenly walked into view, holding a bouquet of sunflowers in one hand. He looked back at Tao, surprise all over his face. His face went pale and his grip around the flowers loosened, dropping them to the floor. 

"T-tao..." 

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