Every Line Crossed

ELC43

ELC43

"Papa, why is your house so small?"

I chuckled a little when I heard Aza ask. The questions sound rude but since he has a small voice, it sounded more like he's just curious. Maybe he just got used to our mansion.

"Are we in heaven?" he asked again and look at the glass wall. He ran back to Six's side fast after he looked down for it for a second. I think he got scared of the height.

"It's not a house, Az. It's a condo."

"What's a condo?"

"Hmm, it's like a house too but it's in a building and there are few other people living in the same area as you..."

"Like neighbors?"

"Yes..."

I walked to give myself a tour of his own space while he's busy answering Aza's question. It's not really small unlike what Aza was saying. He was just really used to being in a big house. It's quite spacious for someone who lives alone and for someone who doesn't really stay in Manila often before.

It has four doors, I don't know which of which are the bedroom, though. The whole color of the condo somehow reflects his room in their mansion, as far as I can remember it. White and gray. The minimalist design was making it look elegant and comfortable. It looks really clean. Well, maybe that's because it's been a long time since he stayed here. Walang gumagamit kaya hindi rin dumudumi, aside from some dust that's already expected.

"So this isn't heaven?"

"Nope. We're just in a high place, baby..."

Six eyes are on me while he's talking to Aza. I walked towards them when I was done exploring around.

"How high?" Aza asked, holding Six's hand so he could steal his attention again. Six easily gave what his son wanted, tearing his eyes off me.

"Very high..."

I chuckled when he struggled to find an answer that matches Aza's level of understanding of things. I stood up beside Six and his hand immediately flew on my waist.

"Are we going to stay here?" Aza asked.

Six and I exchanged looks. He let go of my waist to carry Aza on his arms. I frowned. I know that Six missed a lot from Aza's time but he really loves carrying Aza! I mean, he's already growing up. Dapat hindi siya sinasanay na palaging karga!

"Nope, baby. Papa just had to get something."

We never talked about moving out of my parent's mansion but I also don't think he's okay with staying. He's casual with them but he's not really comfortable and interactive even if he's been staying in our house for almost two months now. He still addresses them, Sir and Ma'am. Even to my brothers...

He's not talking about it but he seems to be struggling on how can he relate to them, still.

"Do I have a room here?" bagong tanong ni Aza.

We stopped by here because Six needs to get some mails. Actually hanggang lobby lang naman dapat kami but we ended up visiting his unit because I told him I wanna see what it looks like. We just came from Aza's session.

"Do you want to?" he carried Aza in one arm while his other hand search for my hand. He walked towards a door, pulling me with them. He let go of my hand to open the door before he held it again.

"Is this my room?" Aza said, his eyes are focused on looking around the room.

"Guest room?" I whispered on Six, slightly moving my face near his. He looked at me and I saw evidence of a little shock when he saw my face close. But then, he managed to smile at me, move his face closer, and give my temple a kiss.