Chapter 22
He hugs me tightly. Kiki! He dips his head more! Kiki, don’t kill me! I wanna get out! Ah!
“I feel hungry,” I added.
Where’s the jag of water?
He groaned again.
"I'm so sleepy." He said sleepily.
It seems he didn’t sleep for a day.
"I know."
"Let's sleep more, please." He pleads.
"I can't breathe,” I complain.
He loosened his hug on me.
"All right, go to sleep. You look really sleepy."
He searched for my other hand and held it.
I fell asleep on the plane earlier. I had a nice sleep on that plane.
I removed my grip on her hand and stroked her hair. Stroking Kiki’s hair. Just like he did on mine when I was sleeping on his chest.
I feel pity for my Kiki. My lawyer deserves a vacation and relaxation for a week.
It's time to return the favor.
His phone didn’t ring again. The caller almost broke Kiki's phone earlier, but he didn’t stop calling.
I can already feel his breathing getting heavier.
When I felt that he was sleeping. I tried to get up from his hug, but he woke up, so I put him to sleep again. I ran into him for hours, and he would wake up whenever I tried to leave.
"Open this damn door!"
"Kienzo, open this!"
I heard a man at the door. I yelled from that door, and it seemed he was about to break that door if we didn’t open it.
"Kienzoo!" He shouted again in an angry voice.
Who is this again? His father? Oh my! I never met his family! Maybe his parents found out, and they are going to kill him! And sell his body.
"Who are you? And where's my brother?"
A kid raises his eyebrow at me. He even crosses his arm on me while looking at me. He is in front of me, and we’re just at the same height.
Who is this ugly duckling?
He has a resemblance to Kiki.
Is this Kiki's father? He sounds childish and small.
He pushed so he could come in and sat on the sofa. He went to the couch and stood on me. He is so tall for his age.
Kiki, father looks so young and childish.
“Kiki is in the room, sleeping,” I answered and looked at him.
Maybe this is not Kiki’s father.
"Who are you, and why are you in his condo? What are you doing here?"
Just like Kiki, he is so rude too. What rude people. Be nice.
Ah, okay! This must be the brother of Kiki. This can’t be a father; he is so immature and childish.
“Are you flirting with my brother?”
My mouth hung open to what he said.
“What flirt are you talking about? And can you talk nicely? Respect me; I am older than you.”
He rolled his eyes at me and finally sat on the sofa.
“Whatever! Where’s Kienzo?!” He raises his voice at me.
What the! They are really siblings! Mean and rude, what an attitude.
“Who are you, huh?!”
I think they are siblings, but I need to hear from them for confirmation.
“You so attitude. You are a man but have an attitude.”
I murmured the last sentence.
“Why? Does having an attitude just required for females? Duh, men can have too. We are now in a modern world, and everything is equal for men and women.”
“So wow,” I answered.
He rolled his eyes at me for the second time and ran into the room.
“Kienzo!” He yelled when he opened the door.
“Hoy! Don’t yell; he is sleeping.” I forbid him.
He is trespassing, yet he acts like this condo is owned by him. But wait, how did he know about the apartment of this condo? Before I opened the door, it was already open.
“Kienzo! Wake up!”
I followed him to see he was in bed and yelled in Kenzo's ears.
He called his brother like he was the older one.
“Who are you, huh?” I asked again.
“You don’t need to know why you’re still here? You may go.” He shooed me away and smirked at me.
Sometimes it's not wrong to fight with a child, especially when the child is like him.
He returns his attention to Kienzo and wakes him up again.
I saw Kienzo slowly open his eyes.
“What are you doing here, dimwit?” He roamed his eyes as if he were finding someone.
“Who is she?”
The child is talking about me. I am standing here at the door.
Kienzo looks sleepy. When that child stops him, he is about to close his eyes again to continue his sleep.
“Hey, can’t you see? He is sleeping and resting, yet you won’t stop waking him up.” I stop him.
“Can you please shut up!”
My eyes widened when he yelled at me. What a rude young child. Who raises him?
I have to choke a man with curly hair and chubby cheeks.
“Kienzo!” This childish kid shouted at his brother, trying to wake him up.
Kienzo opened his eyes and glared at him.
He gets up and leans on the headboard of the bed. His eyes look tender and sleepy and tired.
“Get up!” He yelled again, and he was like going to eat, Kiki.
Kiki stands up and looks at me; his attention is only on me, and he pulls me into the living room.
“Had you eaten?” He sounds sleepy.
He opened the TV. Sat me on the sofa and slept on my tights. He is becoming clingy.
“brother, who is she? Is she your mistress?”
That child followed us. I want to put a handkerchief in his mouth to stop him from talking nonsense.
He yelled again.
“Kyle, lower your voice.” Kiki forbade him in a calm voice.
They are like after and son.
“Who are you!?”
This childish kid glared at me the way Kiki beamed whenever I was teasing him. He doesn’t want me besides his brother.
“Who are you?”
I return his questions to tease him. I won’t answer his question. They both look alike. He is tall but acts like a child. I thought he was already a father, hihi. He will get mad when he finds out about my thought about him.
He glared at me more.
“Joke, handsome man! I am the wife of your husband; why?” I caress Kiki's hair; he is comfortable sleeping on my lap.
He opens the Tv, yet he won’t go to watch.
“They said, you look beautiful and an angel. I think they are blind. Did you use a love potion on my brother?” He looked at me from head to toe.
“Why are you wearing that? You look, old lady.” He sat beside us.
“Hey, you are so mean. I am beautiful with a heart, duh” I flip my hair.
He was about to fight back when Kiki stopped him.
“Kyle, do you want me to tape your mouth? One more word Kyle," my lawyer said thoughtfully.
"I’m going to change my passcode and tell mom that you drove the car alone,” Kiki warned him.
He seems to not threaten his brother, but I guess he will do it.
Kyle rolled his eyes and crossed his arms.
“Momma, send me here, and she’s inviting you to dinner later.” He said in a low voice.
“Are you going? She misses you and your wife.”
“Tell her we will go,” Kiki announces while his eyes closed.
Minutes passed, and no one dared to talk.
Kiki stands up and.
“Can you send her out? I’ll cook.” He pointed to his brother.
Kiki must feel hungry.
Kyle is about to protest when Kiki looks at him, and he shuts his mouth instantly. Us is scared of his brother. Wow!
“What’s funny?” Kiki asked me while frowning.
“Nothing.” I suppress my laughter.
“Can you send him downstairs? I’ll just prefer the ingredients. We haven't eaten breakfast and lunch. It’s almost 3pm.” He told me.
I nodded as an answer.
I looked at Kyle, who had been looking at us. He looked at me and rolled his eyes.
I want to laugh at him. Kyle is tall yet acts like a seven-year-old kid scared of his elder brother.
“Kyle, be good to her,” Kiki shouted before we closed the door.
“Yes, brother.” He said out of will
“You were strong and ready to fight but scared of your elder brother. How nice.” I laugh and tease him. It's payback time.
We entered the elevator when it opened.
“Whatever!”
He distances himself from me.
“Such an old lady. My brother, sure of you? I don't like you! You look such an old lady and don’t know the fashion.”
I can’t count on how many he rolled his eyes at me.
“Do you want me to remove your eyeballs?”
I tried to threaten him and widened my eyes.
“Joke!” I get back my words; he might cry. This child might cry.
“How old are you?” I asked.
I was the one who came out on the elevator.
Three seconds we are already on the ground floor.
“I’m thirteen.” He answered shortly.
We are already on the waiting list at this hotel and sitting on the sofa.
“Thirteen? Really, huh? You look eighteen who acted like l seven years old.” I commented.
“Duh, I am mature enough. I can drive a mustang and drink. I can also make a woman pregnant.” He said arrogantly.
My eyes widened at what he said.
“Arrogant! I bet you are just my thumb size.” I tease. I enjoy teasing him.
I don’t know if I should go and leave him here. Kiki told me that I sent him off. I am having a conversation with him.
“Do you want me to show it to you?” He smirked at me.
This child knows a lot of stupid things. Where did he get the confidence to show me his little bird? He looks short.
“How old are you?” He asked me.
“What, Uhm, thirty.”
“Thirty? So old thought you were already in your fifty.’ He smirked and laughed.
