Chapter 32: Chapter 32

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"What?! Don't feed me with lies again, Anya. I'm still pissed. Tssk!" Andrius glared at Anya angrily. He was seriously driving while his jaws tightened. He also gripped the steering wheel of the car tightly and breathed deeply.

Anya just leaned back in her seat. She closed her eyes and slightly squeezed her senses. She was nervous about what might happen later. She did not think that Andrius and her son would meet so quickly. Maybe by chance or really timely? She wasn't sure. All she knew was Andrius was angry with her. She looked up and sighed. She also calmed her beating heart. Then, she glanced at Andrius again. She had to deal with his anger, now.

"I'm sorry, okay," she broke the prevailing silence between them.

"You should be! Five years, Anya ... Fuck!" Andrius shrieked. The young man sighed several times. It was obvious that he tried to calm himself down.

"I'm naive and I just did what I think is right. I was just scared. I know, it's my fault. I'm a coward!" Anya's voice broke. It was as if something had touched her throat because of what she had said. The pang of pain instantly hit her.

Andrius slowed down the car and looked at her. He even stopped driving when he noticed Anya almost teary eyed. He was shocked at the thought of finally shedding tears from her eyes. Seeing her cry was the least thing he wanted to see on her beautiful face.

Andrius blue eyes instantly changed emotions. Suddenly the anger disappeared and it was replaced by pity. His eyes were dimmed as he stared at the girl. He then lifted his hand and wiped her tears that were falling in her cheeks. Anya would always be his weakness.

"Save your sorry, baby. Save it when I punish you," he said softly to the girl before he kissed her tenderly on the lips. "Stop crying, okay?" he added before leaving the girl.

Anya nodded and tried to adjust herself. She also wiped her face and tried to calm herself. It was still very difficult. She also thinks about the reaction of her Pappi as well as Atreus.

They were all unprepared.

When the young man started the car again, Anya just got tired of watching what they were going through. She didn't want to think about anything anymore. It was up to what would happen.

Anya just saw the beautiful various lights on the pole of Tandag Boulevard. They alternate as if dancing in the ocean waves. She thought she was like the lights too. Adapt to events. Dancing in destiny like a wave when it comes to life.

When they finally passed the place, Anya knew they were approaching. Even though she was nervous, she also knew that things could not be stopped.

"Parked it in at the side of the church," Anya commanded.

"I know where you live, Baby," Andrius replied to her.

Anya nodded and did not speak again. When the car finally stopped, she quickly took off the seatbelt. She also picked up the paperworks of her students that she almost forgot about as much as he thought.

Andrius came out first and immediately opened the door for her. Anya wanted to thank him but no words came out of her mouth. When she finally got off, she immediately walked away from him but Andrius' pulled her to turnher back on him. Holding the paper of her students she locked at him.

"What are you doing? My son needs me. I need to go home!" Anya convinced the young man. She also looked up slightly to look the young man in the eyes.

"Not until you tell me about him. What's his name? Fuck! I don't even know the name of my own son!" Andrius' voice was full of frustration.

He was mad again. He wanted to be angry with Anya for keeping a secret. For hiding him from his son for five years. But when he remembered the face of her crying, the young man was powerless.

"Atreus. He is four and he. . ."

"What?!"

"He looks like you," Anya whispered softly.

Andrius bit his lower lip so hard to stop a threatening smile. Of all the things that Anya said to him, this last one seemed to be music to his ears.

"I'll go with you. I don't care if it is late or not. I wanted to see my son," Andrius spoke firmly to Anya before releasing her.

Anya nodded and walked first then followed by Andrius. They even entered a small alley before a small house was exposed to his sight. A hollow block house but no finishing. A typical house in the province.

When Anya opened the plywood door, the dark living room was immediately exposed to them. The two entered and only the light coming from the open room illuminated their sight. As Anya carefully unloaded the papers and bags, the young man was busy watching the whole place.

The house has no ceiling. It also did not have a lot of things inside, except for a small television stand opposite the bamboo living room set. Floor mat they also used as floor covering and not tiles.

Andrius blushed at the thought. How could his Anya live a life like this with? And his son? As he thinks about the hardships in life they were experiencing he wanted to punch and belittle himself over and over again. He was at fault too.

"Oh, shit!" Anya's Pappi screamed in shock when the old man saw Andrius' volume, after he lit up the whole living room. He never thought he would see the young man again. His eyes also widened as he watched the young man stare at the whole household. He stood in their small living room and seemed to shrink even more because of Andrius' presence. "Anya!" he shouted.

"Pappi," Anya quickly approached her father and held him by the arm to calm him down. She also told Andrius to ignored his Pappi's exaggerated reaction. The young man frowned as he stared at his father.

"What is that man doing here ?!" Pappi asked afterwards.

"Pappi, its--"

"Mommy!" From inside the room her son came out. It immediately offered his two arms for a lift . Anya smiled and immediately lost her tiredness all day while watching the smiling face of the child.

"Why aren't you sleeping yet? Didn't mommy say the baby is going to sleep?" she said to the child as she kissed his neck.

"But, I want you mommy. Atreus can't sleep because Pappila shouted," Atreus innocently looked at the girl as he nodded.

When Anya remembered why her Pappi had shouted earlier, her eyes immediately turned to Andrius. She was stunned as he stared at them intently. Longing and pain were evident in the young man's eyes.

Again, something licked the girl's throat. She did not know how to start everything. How to introduce the two. When she felt the child descend from her lift she carefully laid it on the floor. But she was surprised where it was going.

Her son was walking forward to Andrius. Atreus was looking at him intently while Andrius eyes were on Atreus too. His eyes were bloodshot. A sign that he was crying. When the child finally approached, he stopped and looked up at Andrius.

"Mommy, why is it that he had the same eyes as me?" Atreus asked innocently as he turned to look Anya. "Mister, we have the same eyes!" his smiling statement in front of Andrius.

Anya sighed at the pleasure she saw on her son's face. Shecould not stop the tears from flowing in her eyes again. She did not even mean to go back to her memory of the past five years. Her what ifs.

But no matter how much she thinks, it doesn't matter. What has happened has already happened and cannot be undone. But what he saw now was that she knew to stay and live with the memory that in the end despite her prohibition on the son to know his father, it was destiny that made the way.

"Pappila said, my daddy has the same eyes as me? Are you my daddy?" Full of hope. It even pointed to the blue eye.

After hearing what the kid said, Andrius kneel in front of his son. He grabbed her small shoulders and stared at them intently. He stared at her blue eyes that resemble his and even his sharp nose.

This kid was his son.

During the time when the young man's business was booming he never thought he had succeeded. There was always something missing in himself that for a long time he could not find what. But now, as he stared at his son's gentle face he knew in himself he had succeeded. He had found the one that completed his personality.

Moments later, he hugged his son very tightly. He let his tears fall. He doesn't care if he cried because he was happy. He also looked at Anya who was just behind their innocent child.

"I love you. Daddy, will never leave you, love," she whispered in the child's ear that was sunk into her chest.

"Daddy? My daddy?" Atreus asked him. He looked up to stare into his eyes. Andrius knew the child was confused by what was happening. It was obvious in his innocent eyes that foretell tears.

Andrius nodded to answer the kid's question. He would not speak first. He would let Anya say things to their son. What matters to him was that he was with them now and he could embrace them tightly.

Andrius has many regrets in life. Things that could never be restored. He had hurt many people in the past. He knew he was not a saint or anything. But, he also knew that he did not ask for anything that he never got. And now, he had only one request. It was to be with Anya and Atreus.

His family.