CHAPTER THREE
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NATHALIE
"Would you like the vanilla flavour or the strawberry?" I ask the boy as we are ordering or ice creams.
"Uhmm, I want both" he answers.
"OK, what about you ma'am?" the waiter boy asks.
"I want chocolate flavour" I answer.
He writes it down on a memo.
"Your ice creams are coming right up, would you like something else?" he asks.
It's a multi shop, so they sale cakes, cookies and all the rest of stuffs that I can't remember.
"No, just the ice creams" I answer.
He walks away from us and head back to the kitchen or whatever they call the place.
We didn't wait for long and our ice cream was brought to us. This time it's not the pretty handsome guy, but a teenage girl.
"Here's your order" she place it on the table.
The girl reminds me of my old life in the streets. Which I'm going to go back to if I don't find a place and a job soon.
I look at the tag on her shirt. Fernanda is her name. Well, at least that's what the tag says.
"Thanks" I mutter when I realize that she caught me staring at her.
I know she'll be wondering how can a rich young lady like me be looking at her.
"Uhmm, if you'll like anything else, I'll bring it to you" she says.
"No, thanks" I say.
She looks at Benjamin who has already started taking his ice cream and he is making a mess of his face already.
"Here's a napkin, you can clean his face with it" she hands it to me.
It's like she knows what I'm just thinking, how am I gonna clean up his face when I didn't even bring a napkin.
"Thanks once again" I say.
I get the feeling that the thanking will start to get out of hand if she keeps standing here.
"Anytime miss" she says with a constant smile on her face.
"Enjoy your ice cream boy" she says to little Benny, but he's busy with his ice cream that he didn't even answer her.
He looks so happy right now. I wish I would have brought him here earlier.
He kept crying for the past days that he what's to see his mama and papa and sometimes his brother.
He was supposed to come take him since last week but he's still no show. I'm glad that he still hasn't come because if he did, then I wouldn't have spent all this memorable times with him.
I start taking my ice cream too before it melts.
After finishing our ice creams, I payed the bill and asked them to pack us a take away of some chocolate cookies and some strawberry fruit cakes. Benny likes strawberry you know.
Did I say like, I mean, he loves them, just like I do with chocolate.
I even left a tip for Fernanda, yeah of course I did. I just can't leave the girl who reminds me of me empty handed you know.
We walk out of the shop. The driver opens the the door for us as soon as he sees us approaching.
I pick up Benny and put him inside the car and place the take aways besides him.
"Listen Benny, I have some errands to run, so Mr Indigo is gonna take you back home" I say.
"But I don't want to go home, I want to come with you" he pouts.
"No my boy, it's cold outside and you'll get sick, I promise you I'll be back soon before you know it" I say.
"Promise?" he asks.
"Yeah, promise" I assure him.
"OK then" he agrees.
He opens the strawberry fruit cakes box and start eating.
"There you go again, always eating" I scold him.
"Don't forget to leave me some too" I add.
He nods his head and keeps digging into his cake. I kiss him on the forehead and move out of the car.
I tell the driver to drive him home and that I'm going to run some errands.
I watch them as they drive off then I head the opposite direction.
I'm gonna go and continue with my job hunt today and I hope I get one before the end of the day.
HUDSON
All the memories comes flowing back to my head as we drive into the estate.
After many years, I'm finally back home.
It's still the same as I left it.
Well, there are some innovations made all around but it's still the same.
As we pass by the estate's garden, I remembered when I used to play with my mother in the same place.
It was the same place that I argued with my father seven years ago when he told me to take over his business but I wouldn't take any of that.
My dream was to become a robotics engineer and he wants me to take over his merchant business.
I went as far as telling them to make another baby and make him take over his silly business but I'm not interested.
Little did I know that my mother was pregnant at the time.
Well, let me cut this boring story short, I left the country without even setting eyes on my little brother.
I'm a bad person huh?.
But I've come to see him once or twice in the past years and now he's gonna stay with me.
He's such a sweet boy that he opened up to me on our first meeting and I instantly felt attracted to him as well.
As soon as the driver parks the car in front of the house, I stark out of the car without even waiting for him to open the door for me this time.
I just want to get in there and knock some senses to that old nanny. I'll pay her whatever amount she wants to get rid of her.
"Benny, Benny, where are you?" I call out as soon as I walk into the house.
The house is so quite so I thought that maybe they are upstairs so I head there directly.
I just hope that Benjamin is doing alright.
It's hard to lose a parent let alone both and to top it all, at this young age.
I feel sad for losing them as well and regretted leaving them just like that. Even though my father was so pushy, I still miss them.
"Benny, are you here, it's your brother, I'm here" I call out again but there's still no answer.
Oh my goodness! I hope he's alright.
Is he in trouble?.
Why isn't he answering?.
I'm so worried right now.
Why didn't I come early?.
What if he has fallen ill again?.
Gosh! I need to stop assuming things and start looking for him.
I check all the rooms upstairs but there is no sign of him or his nanny.
What kind of an irresponsible nanny is she?.
Where are they?.
It's getting dark already and it's freaking cold outside, so I wouldn't suggest that they went out.
After checking almost every room and he's not there, I give up. I sit down for a while to catch my breath.
"Brother, you're here" I hear his voice calling me from behind.
Before I could even get up and go to him, he's already on my body. Talking about getting excited huh!. I feel my body relax, finally. I really thought that something happened to him. I hug him back.
"How are you my boy?" I ask.
"I'm fine, brother" he answers.
His mouth is covered with cookies crumb.
Seems like he went out.
My suit is stained with his messy hands.
If I say I'm not mad about my suit being ruined, then I'm lying.
That's the reason why I hate children.
But I guess I'll tolerate it now since I have to live with him till he is old enough to live on his own.
"Buena noches, Hudson" a man greets me. (Good evening).
"Buena noches, Mr Peter" I greet him back.
"Cómo has estado?" I ask. (How have you been doing?)
He is my family's Butler since childhood.
He is a very good man if I may say.
"Estoy bien, Y tu?" he asks. (Am fine, how about you?)
"Estoy muy bien" I answer. (I am doing great?)
"Uhmm, my condolences, I'm really sorry about your parents" he says.
"Thanks, Mr Peter" I say.
I turn back to my little brother.
"How have you been doing little guy?" I ask him.
"I am fine, have you come to take us back with you already?" he asks.
That reminds me.
Where is that so called nanny of his?.
"Yes, I've come to take you back with me, you'll never be lonely again, I promise" I say.
"Yay!" he shouts excitedly.
He looks adorable when he is happy.
"Uhmm, where is your nanny?" I ask, phew, finally.
"Who's nanny?" he asks.
"Nathalie has went out to run some errands" Mr Peter answers.
Oh! The old hag's name is Nathalie, not bad.
"If you don't mind, I'd like to have a word with you" Mr Peter says, cutting off our little conversation with little Benny.
"No, it's OK, just tell me when you're ready" I answer.
"Uhmm, I want to talk to you now, that's if you don't mind" he says.
"Benny" I call his name.
He looks up to me, still digging into his cookies.
Who on earth let's him eat cookies in the evenings?.
"Go to your room now and play, I'll join you as soon as I finish talking to uncle" I say.
He nods and gets up.
"And be a good boy" I add as he starts running off.
"He's such a strong little boy" Mr Peter says.
He sits besides me and his face turns serious all of a sudden.
I wonder what he's gonna talk about that he looks this serious.
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