THIRD PERSON.

Saturday morning, a man in his late 30s were sweating bullets while holding the hand of his wife, tightly. He can see the unbearable pain his wife is experiencing just by looking at her face. A doctor and its assistant nurse are in front of him, doing their jobs as the physician who are in charge of the delivery of his wife. It has been thirty minutes yet the delivery is still going on.

“Hold on tight, love. You can do it, okay? You can do it, I am here, don’t worry...” he whispered it to his wife softly, repeatedly, as if it became his fan chant to cheer up the lady.

Motivated by her husband, the wife let out a long and loud scream, like it was her last chance of energy to draw out.

No further ado, soft cries were heard in the four corners of that room. The baby was in doctor’s hands, still crying and looking for assistance. After letting out a scream, the lady fell asleep in his arms.

“Congratulations, it's a baby girl Sir,” the doctor said while smiling sweetly at him.

He was mesmerized by the sight of his second born. A smile escaped in his lips at the thought of his child. A baby girl, a beautiful baby girl. He wanted to touch her but he could only looked at her face for now.

He looked to his wife again and panicked when he finds out that she fainted. He was about to beg for their help in a hysterical way but the doctor assured him that it is normal for mothers to fell asleep after the delivery.

“Don’t worry, sir, your wife is just having its rest. Later on, she will be place in the exclusive room, according to your request,” her words that made him heaved a sigh. He mouthed thanks to the doctor and let them do the rest while he got busy taking care of the papers they need in the hospital.

Hours had passed, they are now in the exclusive room he requested for his family. The mother of the child is peacefully sleeping on the hospital bed while he is now carrying the young girl. She is also sleeping, making him smile.

“You’re so cute haha,” he said in his mind.

He could not get his eyes off of his daughter. Its face was filled with chinky eyes, short but curve eyelashes, pointed nose, that she probably got from him, and its heart-shaped lips. All in all, his daughter is a pretty girl. And just by now, he is thinking on what way he would give threats to those men that will try its luck in the future.

“Dad, where is she?” a sudden question was heard by his ears.

He gazed his eyes to the door and he was shocked to see his first born. He shouldn’t be here! Childrens are not allowed in the hospital so he shouldn’t be here! Also, he thought his son is having its piano lessons, why the heck did he come here?

His son, on the other hand, standing firmly with spectacle in his eyes, making the young boy look serious and intelligent. And as usual, he is wearing his famous poker face. A smile from him is very rare that you can say, his smile is just once in a blue moon.

People may see him as an innocent child but to tell you the truth, he could take down big goons just by using a stick. Martial Arts are just easy for him to execute. Furthermore, archery is his favourite sport.

“How did he gets here?” the father asked their butler confusingly.

He did not let the butler answer his question, instead he threw his glance to his child that is busy roaming its eyes in the room.

"I have my ways dad."

"And what are you doing here?"

"I want to meet my little sister. Now, where is she?"

It is like the son did not see his sister yet, carried by his father. One last gaze and he found out that his little sister is just peacefully sleeping in his dad’s arms.

The father looked at him and bended his knees to equal their level. He let his son takes a glance and just like them, the little boy was shocked by the physical appearance of the baby girl. He also felt that feeling that he wants to protect this girl at any cost.

He touched softly its tiny fingers that made the baby woke up. She opened her eyes and rubbed it. Then she looked at his older brother and smiled. It was like she recognized her brother and she have to give him her warm smile.

“Fuck, my baby sister smiled at me! Oh fuck! She smiled at me!” he muttered a curse in his mind.

The baby girl’s action at him made a smile from his father. Their butler was also mesmerized by the baby girl's smile. They just stared at her for a moment. Until the boy asked his father.

"Can I hold her?" there was a hope in his eyes when he asked that.

He cannot reject his son’s request so he gave his daughter to him. The boy  carried her carefully, like she is a precious jewelry he should not break.

"How did he gets here?" the father asked their butler. He offered him a seat on their couch. Then he looked at the siblings once more.

“Carry her carefully, don’t make any wrong move, okay?” he commanded. The young boy just nodded at his father as a response because he’s busy with his little sister.

"So, how did he gets here, by the way? Children are not allowed in this kind of place, aren’t they?”

The butler cleared his throat before speaking, “Your son is really a brilliant boy, my King,” and then shaked his head. “He knew that he is not allowed to enter this hospital so he bought a dextrose and two hospital masks. Also, he brought your mother’s wheel chair, My King.”

The side of his lips immediately rose while shaking his head. He is indeed, a brilliant boy, no doubt. And as what he said, he has his own ways.

“In addition to that, he told me to wear a mask, the one he bought and he ordered me to push the wheel like he’s one of the patients. He explained to the guards that we just bought some dextrose, and catch some fresh air that’s why we have that kind of outfit...” and the butler narrates the continuation of the story while he’s taking glances to his children.

After a while, his wife woke up right after the nurse came in inside their room with a smile plastered on her face. Nurse Jane, the one who assisted the doctor earlier, is holding a pen and a medical book to record the personal details of the baby.

“What is the name you want for your baby, Madam?”

The wife let her husband decide for the name of the baby. She was the one who decided for their son and now, it's her husband's turn.

“Terrie,” Leonore said.

“Heraclitia,” said also his son.

They both creased their foreheads after answering in unison. They looked at each other face, having its intense eye contact.

“Heraclitia is a cool name Dad,” said the young boy.

“No, Terrie is a name that suits for a princess,” roared by the father, with both hands on his hips. While the son, is looking calm with a book on his hand.

“She will be an Empress soon, so deal with that father,” you can feel the annoyance on the young boy’s voice even though it sounds calm.

He was about to protest and debate with his son but the light garnered its courage and take out its strength to shut down the mouth of the two competitors.

“Hep! Hep! Hep! Just chill, calm down, what is wrong with you, people?” her words that made Butler Agon and Nurse Jane laughed.

"Combine the names, as simple as that! Oh my gosh, I did not even invent those names but I am still the one who decides for the baby’s name,” she ranted.

They just groaned in annoyance. They wanted to change that but they can't object, it's the boss' order.

“Fine,” they answered again in unison.

“Heraclitia Terrie Artania is the name of the baby,” she said with a smile. The nurse also gave her a sweet smile.

“What a beautiful name ma’am, just like you.”

“Of course,” and then they laughed.

“Yeah, it really is. I did have a hard time of thinking such a cool name,” Prixon said proudly.

“Tss, what’s in that name to be proud of? It is not even that cool,” Leonore objected right away.

“Okay, that’s enough. You’re grandparents are on their way here Prixon. They will discuss about the ceremony,” Cassette said carefully, not wanting to give any information about their organization.

“Uh-oh,” Prixon whispered to himself but that did not deprive his mother to hear it.

“Did you steal something from your grandparents, again?? Especially from your Lolo, son?” she squinted her eyes to his son firmly.

“Uhh...” he cannot finish his words, making his father and their butler laugh at his remark.

“What's funny?!” exasperation is clear in his voice. Her mother is suppressing her laugh to maintain the serious emotion and stoic expression.

“Whattt?!” he screamed like a lion. And this made the rest of the people laughed hard and loud.

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@Aehratania

Note: Grammatical and typographical errors ahead.