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"Mrs. Wanda, we will invite you and the others to our house for a house blessing once everything settles down."
"I will definitely attend." Mrs. Wanda smiled and hugged Maya tightly. She waved her hand at the twins, who waved back. Mrs. Wanda was such a great grandma, she treated the twins with lots of food, often sneaking them snacks when Maya wasn't looking.
Even Foster was a little sad. Now that Karlos was going to leave, the villa was going to be lonely again. He rubbed the back of his neck and smiled at Karlos for the last time. He wouldn't have a drinking partner again, someone to share alcohol and stories with after tiring days.
With that, the truck left, accompanied by the entire Alejandro family. They were going to part ways from now on, as the Alejandro family would start their new chapter.
When they reached the beachside, Karlos's friends were already present to help them move their belongings inside.
Andres, Jerry, and Brandon were there. As for Domingo, he was working today as usual, so he couldn't help.
The men carried the heavy items into the house while Maya took care of the kids with the help of Reina, Andres' wife. The women also prepared something to eat.
The move took approximately an hour to complete. By that time, Maya had already cooked simple meals for them.
Karlos paid the driver and the porters and added tips to show his appreciation for their hard work.
With that, Karlos and Maya returned to the beachside. They still couldn't believe that they had a house now. And not just a simple house, but a proper one that looked beautiful.
As for the twins, they were clueless that their kubo was long gone, their memories too short to feel any sense of loss. It had now turned into an L-shaped house. They looked around innocently, their eyes wide with curiosity. The place looked bright but empty.
So far, the only furniture was a cabinet, a bedframe, and a table. The appliances consisted of a television, a stove, and an electric fan.
The twins looked around... The place was quite wide, perfect for exploring. They decided to roam the living room with their baby walkers and giggled as they moved across the smooth tiles.
"After my fishing tomorrow, let's buy furniture and appliances," Karlos said.
"Alright, I already wrote down what we need."
"Let's buy everything in one go so we don't have to keep coming back."
"Are you sure?" Maya asked.
"Let's buy them in one place so the delivery won't be a hassle. If we buy in bulk, the store won't have a problem using their truck. They'll gladly accommodate us."
"Babe, I'm thinking of buying an oven. Mrs. Wanda taught me how to bake, and she also gave me a recipe book for bread and pastries," Maya said excitedly. She was interested in baking because she wanted to feed her family homemade desserts.
"Not a problem. Let's buy everything you need and want."
"What about the money?"
"Well, buying all the appliances and furniture isn't going to exceed 1 million pesos, right?"
"... I don't know." Maya wasn't sure.
"Look at the stove you used earlier. Isn't it tough to cook using wood? We should buy a gas stove. It's safer and faster."
"Alright."
"Our house is brand new. Since we already spent a lot on the house, let's go all out and buy everything."
"Even a blender?"
"Why are you asking about a blender? A blender isn't really that expensive," Karlos said.
"Really? I thought a blender could cost 5,000 pesos."
"Probably not that expensive. We'll see tomorrow."
A week ago, Karlos sought out an old carpenter, one of their neighbors, to make bedframes, tables, and other wooden furniture such as cabinets and wardrobes. So far, the carpenter had already delivered a table and a bedframe.
They placed the table in the dining room, while the bedframe went into the master bedroom. The family would sleep on the bedframe together.
At night, the family had a hard time sleeping... The bed had no mattress to cushion them, only thin layers of bedding separating them from the wood. The twins had it slightly better because they were on a soft bedsheet, but it wasn't bouncy, so they couldn't play on it, which disappointed them. Maya and Karlos decided they must buy the best mattress available for better sleep.
Now that they had experienced luxury, they didn't want to punish themselves.
Around midnight, while the couple was asleep, Arabella cried after peeing herself. Naturally, Iñigo followed suit and soiled his diaper.
Karlos woke up and changed their diapers. He was used to the kids' midnight cries. He worked quickly so Maya wouldn't be disturbed and could continue resting.
However, when the twins tried to sleep again, the bedsheet wasn't comfortable enough, and they kept tossing around. Instinctively, they searched for a better spot. They found Maya sleeping on her back and they lay on her stomach.
They were too heavy, and Maya woke up having difficulty breathing. She looked at her children and found them sleeping soundly on her stomach and chest, completely relaxed.
She sighed and woke up Karlos, who had barely fallen asleep minutes earlier.
"Take them off me. They're too heavy. Let them sleep on your stomach if they don't want to sleep on the bedsheet." Being woken up, Maya was slightly irritated.
Karlos had no choice but to comply and placed the twins on his chest and stomach, accepting his fate. The rise and fall of his breathing made them comfortable, like gentle waves.
.........
......
...
The next day, after fishing, Karlos returned to the beach with Brandon. This time, he didn't have to dock his boat at the bay harbor anymore.
With money and receipts in his hands, he found that his wife was already prepared and dressed properly. They could leave at any moment to buy furniture and appliances.
As for the twins...
"Mama!! Waahhh!"
"No! Mama! Papa! Waahhh!"
They tried to leave the twins with Reina, but the children cried loudly and dramatically. It seemed they were learning and had realized that their parents were going somewhere nice without them. Absolutely not allowed.
The twins wanted to go with them. Karlos and Maya looked at each other helplessly.
"Let's take them and put them in strollers," Maya sighed in resignation. Her children were growing up and becoming more difficult to handle. They were one year and four months old after all, curious and stubborn. Fortunately, their strollers were foldable and didn't take up much space in the tricycle.
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"Mrs. Wanda, we will invite you and the others to our house for a house blessing once everything settles down."
"I will definitely attend." Mrs. Wanda smiled and hugged Maya tightly. She waved her hand at the twins, who waved back. Mrs. Wanda was such a great grandma, she treated the twins with lots of food, often sneaking them snacks when Maya wasn't looking.
Even Foster was a little sad. Now that Karlos was going to leave, the villa was going to be lonely again. He rubbed the back of his neck and smiled at Karlos for the last time. He wouldn't have a drinking partner again, someone to share alcohol and stories with after tiring days.
With that, the truck left, accompanied by the entire Alejandro family. They were going to part ways from now on, as the Alejandro family would start their new chapter.
When they reached the beachside, Karlos's friends were already present to help them move their belongings inside.
Andres, Jerry, and Brandon were there. As for Domingo, he was working today as usual, so he couldn't help.
The men carried the heavy items into the house while Maya took care of the kids with the help of Reina, Andres' wife. The women also prepared something to eat.
The move took approximately an hour to complete. By that time, Maya had already cooked simple meals for them.
Karlos paid the driver and the porters and added tips to show his appreciation for their hard work.
With that, Karlos and Maya returned to the beachside. They still couldn't believe that they had a house now. And not just a simple house, but a proper one that looked beautiful.
As for the twins, they were clueless that their kubo was long gone, their memories too short to feel any sense of loss. It had now turned into an L-shaped house. They looked around innocently, their eyes wide with curiosity. The place looked bright but empty.
So far, the only furniture was a cabinet, a bedframe, and a table. The appliances consisted of a television, a stove, and an electric fan.
The twins looked around... The place was quite wide, perfect for exploring. They decided to roam the living room with their baby walkers and giggled as they moved across the smooth tiles.
"After my fishing tomorrow, let's buy furniture and appliances," Karlos said.
"Alright, I already wrote down what we need."
"Let's buy everything in one go so we don't have to keep coming back."
"Are you sure?" Maya asked.
"Let's buy them in one place so the delivery won't be a hassle. If we buy in bulk, the store won't have a problem using their truck. They'll gladly accommodate us."
"Babe, I'm thinking of buying an oven. Mrs. Wanda taught me how to bake, and she also gave me a recipe book for bread and pastries," Maya said excitedly. She was interested in baking because she wanted to feed her family homemade desserts.
"Not a problem. Let's buy everything you need and want."
"What about the money?"
"Well, buying all the appliances and furniture isn't going to exceed 1 million pesos, right?"
"... I don't know." Maya wasn't sure.
"Look at the stove you used earlier. Isn't it tough to cook using wood? We should buy a gas stove. It's safer and faster."
"Alright."
"Our house is brand new. Since we already spent a lot on the house, let's go all out and buy everything."
"Even a blender?"
"Why are you asking about a blender? A blender isn't really that expensive," Karlos said.
"Really? I thought a blender could cost 5,000 pesos."
"Probably not that expensive. We'll see tomorrow."
A week ago, Karlos sought out an old carpenter, one of their neighbors, to make bedframes, tables, and other wooden furniture such as cabinets and wardrobes. So far, the carpenter had already delivered a table and a bedframe.
They placed the table in the dining room, while the bedframe went into the master bedroom. The family would sleep on the bedframe together.
At night, the family had a hard time sleeping... The bed had no mattress to cushion them, only thin layers of bedding separating them from the wood. The twins had it slightly better because they were on a soft bedsheet, but it wasn't bouncy, so they couldn't play on it, which disappointed them. Maya and Karlos decided they must buy the best mattress available for better sleep.
Now that they had experienced luxury, they didn't want to punish themselves.
Around midnight, while the couple was asleep, Arabella cried after peeing herself. Naturally, Iñigo followed suit and soiled his diaper.
Karlos woke up and changed their diapers. He was used to the kids' midnight cries. He worked quickly so Maya wouldn't be disturbed and could continue resting.
However, when the twins tried to sleep again, the bedsheet wasn't comfortable enough, and they kept tossing around. Instinctively, they searched for a better spot. They found Maya sleeping on her back and they lay on her stomach.
They were too heavy, and Maya woke up having difficulty breathing. She looked at her children and found them sleeping soundly on her stomach and chest, completely relaxed.
She sighed and woke up Karlos, who had barely fallen asleep minutes earlier.
"Take them off me. They're too heavy. Let them sleep on your stomach if they don't want to sleep on the bedsheet." Being woken up, Maya was slightly irritated.
Karlos had no choice but to comply and placed the twins on his chest and stomach, accepting his fate. The rise and fall of his breathing made them comfortable, like gentle waves.
.........
......
...
The next day, after fishing, Karlos returned to the beach with Brandon. This time, he didn't have to dock his boat at the bay harbor anymore.
With money and receipts in his hands, he found that his wife was already prepared and dressed properly. They could leave at any moment to buy furniture and appliances.
As for the twins...
"Mama!! Waahhh!"
"No! Mama! Papa! Waahhh!"
They tried to leave the twins with Reina, but the children cried loudly and dramatically. It seemed they were learning and had realized that their parents were going somewhere nice without them. Absolutely not allowed.
The twins wanted to go with them. Karlos and Maya looked at each other helplessly.
"Let's take them and put them in strollers," Maya sighed in resignation. Her children were growing up and becoming more difficult to handle. They were one year and four months old after all, curious and stubborn. Fortunately, their strollers were foldable and didn't take up much space in the tricycle.
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They hired a tricycle to take them to the central plaza, where a huge appliance store stood, a well-known place in the town. It was the same store where the family bought their television last year.
When they entered the place, the twins were mesmerized by the items around them. The place was colossal for toddlers like them, with towering shelves and wide aisles making them feel small, and every shelf was filled with a variety of items.
They didn't know the purpose of each appliance, but everything looked slick and futuristic, making them happy, their excitement simple and pure. Their eyes widened as they pointed at random machines, babbling happily.
As expected, their parents would go to a nice place. They were bad parents for trying to leave them behind and go to this nice place, or so the twins believed.
Maya pulled out a paper. She had listed all of the things they needed. She wasn't lying when she said she already listed every item thoroughly. Her handwriting was neat, and she had determined eyes. Regardless of the price, they would buy everything, although she hoped it wouldn't be expensive.
"Excuse me, Ma'am, Sir, are you looking for something?" a female sales clerk asked the family. She looked at the couple, then at the twins in the strollers, quickly assessing the situation.
"Yeah, about that... Can you help us look for this stuff?" Maya passed the paper to the woman.
"Eh? Huh? I mean— HUH!?" The sales clerk was shocked when she saw the things listed. If she ballparked the price, everything on the list would be over 100,000 pesos, an amount few customers spent at once!
That was freaking huge, even by her experience!
A big customer! She met a big spender. The sales clerk could get a commission out of this.
"Absolutely, Ma'am! I'll take care of it."
"Thank you so much." Maya appreciated her enthusiasm. They had twins to take care of, and it would take them a long time to search for each appliance if they explored the store. It was troublesome, especially with the twins pointing at almost everything, their energy endless.
Of course, Karlos was there to make sure all of the items they brought were working perfectly. He checked the switches, handles, plugs, and everything.
The sales clerk contacted her manager. The manager grew excited when he saw the list and immediately contacted more people to take care of the job. They wanted this sale to go through and succeed smoothly.
Yet despite the fact that there were more people working together, it still took three hours for all of the items to arrive. Karlos checked those he could check.
The manager promised the family that they would receive warranties and a 5% discount, making the family satisfied, especially Maya.
"The delivery truck? No problem, Sir. We will definitely deliver these items today, with no delivery fees. Can we get your address and contact information? Is your house near the road?"
"Yes, it's next to the street."
"That is great to hear, Sir."
If their house was far from the road, the porters didn't have a choice but to carry the items by hand. Fortunately, the Alejandro family's house was close to the road, making things easier for everyone involved.
When the computation arrived, Karlos and Maya were slightly shocked that their purchases cost them 139,000 pesos. Fortunately, they had enough cash on hand to pay. Maya squeezed Karlos's arm as she paid. Even with a 5% discount, it was still a huge amount of money.
The cashier confirmed the amount and gave them the receipt. The manager was happy about the big profit and assured them that the delivery would arrive that day with confidence. He was smiling as they waved them goodbye.
The family bought donuts, four slices of cake, and a whole roasted chicken before returning to the beachside.
The delivery truck arrived shortly after, and it was another job of carrying stuff. Maya confirmed that everything on the list was present before bidding the delivery team farewell. Karlos gave them tips, and the porters thanked him before leaving.
The couple looked at the appliances spread across the house. Since the porters helped them carry the furniture and appliances, Maya took advantage of that and put them in the spots she wanted them to be.
She smiled and rubbed the slick surface of their brand-new refrigerator. The idea of drinking cold, refreshing water in the middle of summer was so great. Now, the idea was no longer just an idea, it was reality.
She couldn't help but feel emotional, so she wiped her tears. At last, they had completed all the appliances and furniture in the house.
Even the children felt comfortable on the sofa, although the plastic cover made crinkly sounds whenever they tried to move.
Arabella frowned as she wanted to feel the touch of fabric instead of the smooth plastic. She tried to tear up the plastic cover, but her small hands were not strong enough, no matter how hard she tried.
"Nope, nope, you will not tear the plastic. Here, give me a minute." Maya saw her daughter's relentless movement against the plastic that protected the sofa. Maya wanted to maintain the brand-new appearance of the sofa for a long time, so she didn't want to tear the plastic.
Instead, she put the twins on the floor and let them crawl once in a while. She then used a sofa cover and put it over the sofa to protect it from Arabella's curious hands, a compromise.
She looked at her living room. There was the TV stand, complete with the television and VHS player. Yes, VHS was still the preferred player back in 2001, as most movies were on VHS tapes.
There was a sofa and a small coffee table in front of it. Maya nodded, satisfied with what they bought.
Then, she checked the kitchen, where Karlos was setting up the gas stove.
"Everything's done," Karlos said.
Maya looked at the nice-looking kitchen, bright and organized. There was an oven, microwave, refrigerator, blender, and stove, everything they needed.
"Let's buy a lot of food tomorrow to fill up the refrigerator," Karlos said to Maya.
"Hm, let's buy fruits too. I want to try and make a fruit shake for the children."
The couple looked at each other and smiled, sharing a quiet moment. Karlos approached her and lightly kissed her lips.
"You look beautiful as always," he said, putting his hands on her waist affectionately.
"Karlos, we've been married for years," Maya smirked. "I know what you're thinking. We won't buy beer."
"Huh? What are you talking about?" Karlos tried to act innocent. He didn't expect his wife to catch his intention so fast.
---
[Thank you for reading this novel. You can read more on my Patreon.]
They hired a tricycle to take them to the central plaza, where a huge appliance store stood, a well-known place in the town. It was the same store where the family bought their television last year.
When they entered the place, the twins were mesmerized by the items around them. The place was colossal for toddlers like them, with towering shelves and wide aisles making them feel small, and every shelf was filled with a variety of items.
They didn't know the purpose of each appliance, but everything looked slick and futuristic, making them happy, their excitement simple and pure. Their eyes widened as they pointed at random machines, babbling happily.
As expected, their parents would go to a nice place. They were bad parents for trying to leave them behind and go to this nice place, or so the twins believed.
Maya pulled out a paper. She had listed all of the things they needed. She wasn't lying when she said she already listed every item thoroughly. Her handwriting was neat, and she had determined eyes. Regardless of the price, they would buy everything, although she hoped it wouldn't be expensive.
"Excuse me, Ma'am, Sir, are you looking for something?" a female sales clerk asked the family. She looked at the couple, then at the twins in the strollers, quickly assessing the situation.
"Yeah, about that... Can you help us look for this stuff?" Maya passed the paper to the woman.
"Eh? Huh? I mean— HUH!?" The sales clerk was shocked when she saw the things listed. If she ballparked the price, everything on the list would be over 100,000 pesos, an amount few customers spent at once!
That was freaking huge, even by her experience!
A big customer! She met a big spender. The sales clerk could get a commission out of this.
"Absolutely, Ma'am! I'll take care of it."
"Thank you so much." Maya appreciated her enthusiasm. They had twins to take care of, and it would take them a long time to search for each appliance if they explored the store. It was troublesome, especially with the twins pointing at almost everything, their energy endless.
Of course, Karlos was there to make sure all of the items they brought were working perfectly. He checked the switches, handles, plugs, and everything.
The sales clerk contacted her manager. The manager grew excited when he saw the list and immediately contacted more people to take care of the job. They wanted this sale to go through and succeed smoothly.
Yet despite the fact that there were more people working together, it still took three hours for all of the items to arrive. Karlos checked those he could check.
The manager promised the family that they would receive warranties and a 5% discount, making the family satisfied, especially Maya.
"The delivery truck? No problem, Sir. We will definitely deliver these items today, with no delivery fees. Can we get your address and contact information? Is your house near the road?"
"Yes, it's next to the street."
"That is great to hear, Sir."
If their house was far from the road, the porters didn't have a choice but to carry the items by hand. Fortunately, the Alejandro family's house was close to the road, making things easier for everyone involved.
When the computation arrived, Karlos and Maya were slightly shocked that their purchases cost them 139,000 pesos. Fortunately, they had enough cash on hand to pay. Maya squeezed Karlos's arm as she paid. Even with a 5% discount, it was still a huge amount of money.
The cashier confirmed the amount and gave them the receipt. The manager was happy about the big profit and assured them that the delivery would arrive that day with confidence. He was smiling as they waved them goodbye.
The family bought donuts, four slices of cake, and a whole roasted chicken before returning to the beachside.
The delivery truck arrived shortly after, and it was another job of carrying stuff. Maya confirmed that everything on the list was present before bidding the delivery team farewell. Karlos gave them tips, and the porters thanked him before leaving.
The couple looked at the appliances spread across the house. Since the porters helped them carry the furniture and appliances, Maya took advantage of that and put them in the spots she wanted them to be.
She smiled and rubbed the slick surface of their brand-new refrigerator. The idea of drinking cold, refreshing water in the middle of summer was so great. Now, the idea was no longer just an idea, it was reality.
She couldn't help but feel emotional, so she wiped her tears. At last, they had completed all the appliances and furniture in the house.
Even the children felt comfortable on the sofa, although the plastic cover made crinkly sounds whenever they tried to move.
Arabella frowned as she wanted to feel the touch of fabric instead of the smooth plastic. She tried to tear up the plastic cover, but her small hands were not strong enough, no matter how hard she tried.
"Nope, nope, you will not tear the plastic. Here, give me a minute." Maya saw her daughter's relentless movement against the plastic that protected the sofa. Maya wanted to maintain the brand-new appearance of the sofa for a long time, so she didn't want to tear the plastic.
Instead, she put the twins on the floor and let them crawl once in a while. She then used a sofa cover and put it over the sofa to protect it from Arabella's curious hands, a compromise.
She looked at her living room. There was the TV stand, complete with the television and VHS player. Yes, VHS was still the preferred player back in 2001, as most movies were on VHS tapes.
There was a sofa and a small coffee table in front of it. Maya nodded, satisfied with what they bought.
Then, she checked the kitchen, where Karlos was setting up the gas stove.
"Everything's done," Karlos said.
Maya looked at the nice-looking kitchen, bright and organized. There was an oven, microwave, refrigerator, blender, and stove, everything they needed.
"Let's buy a lot of food tomorrow to fill up the refrigerator," Karlos said to Maya.
"Hm, let's buy fruits too. I want to try and make a fruit shake for the children."
The couple looked at each other and smiled, sharing a quiet moment. Karlos approached her and lightly kissed her lips.
"You look beautiful as always," he said, putting his hands on her waist affectionately.
"Karlos, we've been married for years," Maya smirked. "I know what you're thinking. We won't buy beer."
"Huh? What are you talking about?" Karlos tried to act innocent. He didn't expect his wife to catch his intention so fast.
---
[Thank you for reading this novel. You can read more on my Patreon.]
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"I will not buy beer," she said sternly.
"Babe, please."
Karlos hugged her and showed his pitiful face. Maya laughed and lightly smacked his shoulder, unable to stay serious.
"How about I treat you to something nice later?" His voice lowered.
"Oh? What is it?" Maya raised her brow.
"We can..." Karlos whispered right beside her ear, and Maya's heart beat fast. Her face reddened when she heard what he whispered.
"What are you talking about? T-That's, you brute!" She covered her mouth.
"Come on. The mattress and bed frame are brand new, and they can withstand what's about to happen. We also bought a bigger baby crib for the twins. They don't have to sleep with us anymore. We can..." Karlos further whispered as his hands slowly moved down to her...
"Staph~" Maya slapped his hand, not too hard.
Unfortunately, no matter how much Maya tried to deflect Karlos, she was too "weak" to say no. After some kisses here and there, she agreed to buy a case of beer, a compromise she accepted. Karlos was satisfied with that.
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The next day, Brandon and Karlos finished their job at 11 a.m. and returned to the beach, the sun already high. They earned 48,000 pesos today.
However, a shocking event occurred that day.
"This..."
Karlos and Brandon looked at the fishing vessel a few hundred meters away from the shore, its silhouette imposing. It was a commercial trawler boat, about 25 meters long, far larger than bangkas, a common type of fishing vessel in their region.
Being a big boat, it couldn't dock on land, or else it would be stranded as the hull was too deep. Hence, a big boat like this needed to anchor farther from the shore where the water was deeper.
"This boat is new. I've never seen it on our shore," Brandon muttered.
Having big fishing vessels at their shore was not a new thing, although they could only be counted on one hand. The boat captains living on the beachside preferred to anchor their fishing vessels at the shore instead of the bay harbor because it was closer and less hassle in transportation.
But the boat they were seeing right now looked new, its fresh paint visible. The two quickly caught on. Another fisherman bought a commercial trawler boat, a bold move.
It was a medium-sized commercial trawler boat that could travel farther into deeper waters. It had bigger storage with a freezer hold and refrigeration, and the fish would last longer. This was storage that bangkas usually didn't have. It also had a wheelhouse where the captain operated the boat, unlike a bangka, which didn't even have a separate room because of space issues. Well, it was big for a reason. It also had radio communication.
Aside from long-lasting fish storage, the fishing vessel also had a trawl winch, a powerful machine that pulled nets, unlike bangkas that needed manpower to pull them.
Yeah, it was a better boat, no denying it. Its major upgrades were the stronger engine, a trawl winch, refrigeration, radio communication, and bigger space.
The two men looked at the boat before leaving the beach. On their way home, they saw that a lot of people were standing in front of Antonio's house.
"Antonio, is it true the new boat at the shore is yours?" they asked. Antonio, the fisherman, was grinning and didn't deny it.
"Yes, it's mine. Haha, I decided to buy a bigger boat and try my luck catching tuna," he laughed loudly.
"So it's true," someone whispered.
The neighbors murmured. Karlos and Brandon listened since they were present and standing nearby.
"How much was the boat?"
"20 million pesos."
"Sheesh."
They hissed when they heard the price. It was too expensive.
"How did you afford it?"
The curious onlookers always wanted to know, they couldn't help it.
"I saved some money and also earned a lot during last year's salmon and tuna season. My boat caught a lot of Bluefin and Yellowfin tuna last year."
The neighbors had also heard about that. Some fishermen stared at Antonio with envy. They also wanted to buy a bigger boat and fish in deeper waters. The fish near the shore were small and few after decades of endless fishing. But the farther out to sea, the better and more abundant the catch.
However, they knew it would take years or even decades to save enough money to buy a medium-sized fishing vessel. And by that time, would it even be worth it? The price of a boat would only increase as the years went by.
Antonio was happy, but he was also nervous. All of his savings were spent on the fishing boat, a big gamble. He was not sure if his decision was right or wrong, as he knew the ocean was unpredictable. He had been a fisherman for many years. He first ordered a 10-meter bangka from the shipyard but decided to upgrade to a commercial fishing boat instead.
He hoped that his new boat would perform well in December and catch a lot of salmon and tuna. That way, he could feel at ease.
"So what about your bangka? Are you going to sell it?" It seemed that some people were interested in buying Antonio's bangka for a second-hand price.
His bangka was mid-sized and three to four people could operate it. Besides, it was a bangka that caught a lot of salmon and tuna last year with proven luck. It might be blessed by the sea.
"No, I won't sell it." Antonio shook his head. He had no intention of selling the bangka as it was still in good condition.
"Why not?" someone asked quickly.
"My second son doesn't want to pursue college, and he wants to be a fisherman. I'll give him the bangka instead," Antonio announced.
"Tonight, my family will celebrate. Please come by later," Antonio added. He said he wanted to take a rest, he was tired. Being the center of attention was fulfilling, but it was time to rest, and he excused himself.
Karlos and Brandon carried the fishing equipment to Karlos's house. Once done, Brandon bid farewell and headed home.
Karlos was thinking about what he heard from Antonio. A 25-meter commercial trawler boat costs 20 million pesos... Sheesh, Karlos also hissed at that price.
'Seems like I need to take it slow,' he sighed.
Karlos already had a plan for this year. First, he wanted to buy a sidecar since they needed transportation whenever they bought groceries and visited other places.
As for buying a mid-size bangka, that was also on his mind. He just wanted to buy a sidecar first since it was cheaper and more realistic.
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"I will not buy beer," she said sternly.
"Babe, please."
Karlos hugged her and showed his pitiful face. Maya laughed and lightly smacked his shoulder, unable to stay serious.
"How about I treat you to something nice later?" His voice lowered.
"Oh? What is it?" Maya raised her brow.
"We can..." Karlos whispered right beside her ear, and Maya's heart beat fast. Her face reddened when she heard what he whispered.
"What are you talking about? T-That's, you brute!" She covered her mouth.
"Come on. The mattress and bed frame are brand new, and they can withstand what's about to happen. We also bought a bigger baby crib for the twins. They don't have to sleep with us anymore. We can..." Karlos further whispered as his hands slowly moved down to her...
"Staph~" Maya slapped his hand, not too hard.
Unfortunately, no matter how much Maya tried to deflect Karlos, she was too "weak" to say no. After some kisses here and there, she agreed to buy a case of beer, a compromise she accepted. Karlos was satisfied with that.
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The next day, Brandon and Karlos finished their job at 11 a.m. and returned to the beach, the sun already high. They earned 48,000 pesos today.
However, a shocking event occurred that day.
"This..."
Karlos and Brandon looked at the fishing vessel a few hundred meters away from the shore, its silhouette imposing. It was a commercial trawler boat, about 25 meters long, far larger than bangkas, a common type of fishing vessel in their region.
Being a big boat, it couldn't dock on land, or else it would be stranded as the hull was too deep. Hence, a big boat like this needed to anchor farther from the shore where the water was deeper.
"This boat is new. I've never seen it on our shore," Brandon muttered.
Having big fishing vessels at their shore was not a new thing, although they could only be counted on one hand. The boat captains living on the beachside preferred to anchor their fishing vessels at the shore instead of the bay harbor because it was closer and less hassle in transportation.
But the boat they were seeing right now looked new, its fresh paint visible. The two quickly caught on. Another fisherman bought a commercial trawler boat, a bold move.
It was a medium-sized commercial trawler boat that could travel farther into deeper waters. It had bigger storage with a freezer hold and refrigeration, and the fish would last longer. This was storage that bangkas usually didn't have. It also had a wheelhouse where the captain operated the boat, unlike a bangka, which didn't even have a separate room because of space issues. Well, it was big for a reason. It also had radio communication.
Aside from long-lasting fish storage, the fishing vessel also had a trawl winch, a powerful machine that pulled nets, unlike bangkas that needed manpower to pull them.
Yeah, it was a better boat, no denying it. Its major upgrades were the stronger engine, a trawl winch, refrigeration, radio communication, and bigger space.
The two men looked at the boat before leaving the beach. On their way home, they saw that a lot of people were standing in front of Antonio's house.
"Antonio, is it true the new boat at the shore is yours?" they asked. Antonio, the fisherman, was grinning and didn't deny it.
"Yes, it's mine. Haha, I decided to buy a bigger boat and try my luck catching tuna," he laughed loudly.
"So it's true," someone whispered.
The neighbors murmured. Karlos and Brandon listened since they were present and standing nearby.
"How much was the boat?"
"20 million pesos."
"Sheesh."
They hissed when they heard the price. It was too expensive.
"How did you afford it?"
The curious onlookers always wanted to know, they couldn't help it.
"I saved some money and also earned a lot during last year's salmon and tuna season. My boat caught a lot of Bluefin and Yellowfin tuna last year."
The neighbors had also heard about that. Some fishermen stared at Antonio with envy. They also wanted to buy a bigger boat and fish in deeper waters. The fish near the shore were small and few after decades of endless fishing. But the farther out to sea, the better and more abundant the catch.
However, they knew it would take years or even decades to save enough money to buy a medium-sized fishing vessel. And by that time, would it even be worth it? The price of a boat would only increase as the years went by.
Antonio was happy, but he was also nervous. All of his savings were spent on the fishing boat, a big gamble. He was not sure if his decision was right or wrong, as he knew the ocean was unpredictable. He had been a fisherman for many years. He first ordered a 10-meter bangka from the shipyard but decided to upgrade to a commercial fishing boat instead.
He hoped that his new boat would perform well in December and catch a lot of salmon and tuna. That way, he could feel at ease.
"So what about your bangka? Are you going to sell it?" It seemed that some people were interested in buying Antonio's bangka for a second-hand price.
His bangka was mid-sized and three to four people could operate it. Besides, it was a bangka that caught a lot of salmon and tuna last year with proven luck. It might be blessed by the sea.
"No, I won't sell it." Antonio shook his head. He had no intention of selling the bangka as it was still in good condition.
"Why not?" someone asked quickly.
"My second son doesn't want to pursue college, and he wants to be a fisherman. I'll give him the bangka instead," Antonio announced.
"Tonight, my family will celebrate. Please come by later," Antonio added. He said he wanted to take a rest, he was tired. Being the center of attention was fulfilling, but it was time to rest, and he excused himself.
Karlos and Brandon carried the fishing equipment to Karlos's house. Once done, Brandon bid farewell and headed home.
Karlos was thinking about what he heard from Antonio. A 25-meter commercial trawler boat costs 20 million pesos... Sheesh, Karlos also hissed at that price.
'Seems like I need to take it slow,' he sighed.
Karlos already had a plan for this year. First, he wanted to buy a sidecar since they needed transportation whenever they bought groceries and visited other places.
As for buying a mid-size bangka, that was also on his mind. He just wanted to buy a sidecar first since it was cheaper and more realistic.
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Karlos opened the door and found the twins watching a children's show. Maya was in the kitchen, cooking their lunch.
"Papa!"
The twins ran excitedly and hugged his legs, which made Karlos smile. He decided to forget about work today and entertain his children instead. Family first. He carried them to the sofa and sat down next to them.
"Did you miss Papa?"
"Yes!" they answered at the same time.
"Babe, what beef dish do you want?" Maya wiped her hands using her apron.
"Beef Caldereta. Also, I have three lobsters and a kilogram of abalones today. Let's cook them tonight." Karlos handed a plastic bag to her.
"Alright, I'll put them in the refrigerator. Your clothes are already prepared in the room. Change into them, then look after the children while I'm cooking," she instructed.
Karlos stood up and listened to his wife's command obediently. He went to the bedroom and changed clothes, then returned to the living room. There was a pitcher of cold water on the coffee table for him. He drank two glasses of water and felt refreshed.
He then sat on the sofa, looking at the children. Arabella and Iñigo's eyes were still on the television, watching a Mexican cartoon girl. The name of the show was Bora the Explorer.
'So this is Thera's version of Dora,' he thought.
"Swippee no swiping!"
When a fox tried to approach Bora, both Arabella and Iñigo cried out the chant to prevent the fox from stealing Bora's belongings. They clapped their hands when the fox failed to steal from Bora.
He watched the show with them, but he got bored quickly. He decided to take a nap, and he only woke up when the children played with his face, poking him with tiny fingers.
"You guys are naughty." He grinned and tickled them, which made the twins squeal and giggle as they rolled around.
"Lunch is ready, let's eat," Maya announced warmly.
"Papa up! Up!" Arabella raised her hand, asking to be carried with expectant eyes. Iñigo also clung to Karlos's shirt as he wanted to be carried too.
"Alright, let me just..." He scooped up Arabella first, then Iñigo, lifting them carefully. The kids were happy that they were being carried even over a short distance.
Lately, their mother had avoided carrying them. She let them explore the new house by crawling or using the baby walkers. So their father was the only person who pampered them by carrying them. On top of that, he carried them at the same time, which made it better and more enjoyable. It was double the fun.
For the twins, a simple act of carrying was already fulfilling, enough to make them happy. Before Karlos put them in their seats, Maya prepared two baby seats for them to use. These baby seats were meant for children, they were elevated so that the parents didn't have to lower their heads when feeding them, a practical design.
"My neck got tired of looking down too much. It's better this way," Maya said.
For the second time, the babies saw the table from a higher view because of their tall seats. They even clapped their hands.
After praying for grace and thanking the Ocean Goddess, the family had their lunch.
"Here's the first spoon, Arabella. Say ah~" Maya blew the food, making sure it was not hot for her daughter to eat.
At the age of one year and four months, the twins could eat almost everything as long as it was cut into small pieces and not a choking hazard.
Arabella opened her mouth and accepted the food. She munched it.
Maya couldn't help but smile at her daughter. What she fed Arabella was a small piece of meat with bits of rice and shredded broccoli. She was impressed that her daughter ate vegetables!
When Maya was still young, she didn't really like leafy greens or anything defined as vegetables. She then curiously glanced at Karlos, who was feeding the well-behaved Iñigo.
"Babe, when you were young, did you also hate vegetables?" she asked casually.
"Me? No, I basically ate anything," he answered honestly.
"I see, that means our twins take after you when it comes to eating vegetables." She nodded.
"Hm, I guess so."
Karlos didn't explain the reason why he didn't avoid vegetables... His parents never really took care of him and rarely gave him food. Karlos had to eat the food that his older brother and younger sister didn't like, which were vegetable dishes, mostly leftovers. He didn't have a choice but to eat vegetables because he would starve... He was basically eating leftover food for survival.
Even in his first life, Karlos was an orphan who lived his entire life in an orphanage with a lonely upbringing. The orphanage had a lot of children to feed, and Karlos couldn't fill his stomach completely. Any food was a blessing to him.
Karlos looked at Iñigo's innocent eyes. Now that he was a father, Karlos would make sure his children would eat delicious food. He wanted them to enjoy their childhood with no regrets.
He gently kissed Iñigo's forehead.
"Papa loves you." He couldn't help but say that as he wanted the children to understand that he would protect them from everything because he loved them.
"Hm," Iñigo nodded. "Wuv you," he added in a baby voice.
It was true that the couple rarely had the chance to enjoy lunch because they had to feed their gluttonous twins while eating. Still, it was something they had to do simply because they loved their children.
After lunch, Karlos decided to take a nap on the sofa. The twins were also sleeping on his stomach and chest, finding comfort and warmth.
Around 4 p.m., someone called Karlos's name from outside.
"Hey, Karlos! We are going to Antonio's, are you coming with us?"
Immediately, Karlos opened his eyes.
He found Maya's crimson eyes coldly staring at him.
"Babe, someone's calling me outside," he nervously chuckled.
"...Tch, just don't return late. Don't get too drunk." Maya clicked her tongue. She couldn't really stop Karlos from enjoying drinking sessions with the boys.
"I will, we're just going to Antonio's. Old man Ted might also be there. Remember what happened last night? I have to talk to old man Ted to fix the headboard of the bed," he explained quickly.
"And whose fault was it that it was broken, huh?" Maya blushed and glared at Karlos.
It was embarrassing that the couple had already destroyed the headboard in just one night... a passionate accident.
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Karlos opened the door and found the twins watching a children's show. Maya was in the kitchen, cooking their lunch.
"Papa!"
The twins ran excitedly and hugged his legs, which made Karlos smile. He decided to forget about work today and entertain his children instead. Family first. He carried them to the sofa and sat down next to them.
"Did you miss Papa?"
"Yes!" they answered at the same time.
"Babe, what beef dish do you want?" Maya wiped her hands using her apron.
"Beef Caldereta. Also, I have three lobsters and a kilogram of abalones today. Let's cook them tonight." Karlos handed a plastic bag to her.
"Alright, I'll put them in the refrigerator. Your clothes are already prepared in the room. Change into them, then look after the children while I'm cooking," she instructed.
Karlos stood up and listened to his wife's command obediently. He went to the bedroom and changed clothes, then returned to the living room. There was a pitcher of cold water on the coffee table for him. He drank two glasses of water and felt refreshed.
He then sat on the sofa, looking at the children. Arabella and Iñigo's eyes were still on the television, watching a Mexican cartoon girl. The name of the show was Bora the Explorer.
'So this is Thera's version of Dora,' he thought.
"Swippee no swiping!"
When a fox tried to approach Bora, both Arabella and Iñigo cried out the chant to prevent the fox from stealing Bora's belongings. They clapped their hands when the fox failed to steal from Bora.
He watched the show with them, but he got bored quickly. He decided to take a nap, and he only woke up when the children played with his face, poking him with tiny fingers.
"You guys are naughty." He grinned and tickled them, which made the twins squeal and giggle as they rolled around.
"Lunch is ready, let's eat," Maya announced warmly.
"Papa up! Up!" Arabella raised her hand, asking to be carried with expectant eyes. Iñigo also clung to Karlos's shirt as he wanted to be carried too.
"Alright, let me just..." He scooped up Arabella first, then Iñigo, lifting them carefully. The kids were happy that they were being carried even over a short distance.
Lately, their mother had avoided carrying them. She let them explore the new house by crawling or using the baby walkers. So their father was the only person who pampered them by carrying them. On top of that, he carried them at the same time, which made it better and more enjoyable. It was double the fun.
For the twins, a simple act of carrying was already fulfilling, enough to make them happy. Before Karlos put them in their seats, Maya prepared two baby seats for them to use. These baby seats were meant for children, they were elevated so that the parents didn't have to lower their heads when feeding them, a practical design.
"My neck got tired of looking down too much. It's better this way," Maya said.
For the second time, the babies saw the table from a higher view because of their tall seats. They even clapped their hands.
After praying for grace and thanking the Ocean Goddess, the family had their lunch.
"Here's the first spoon, Arabella. Say ah~" Maya blew the food, making sure it was not hot for her daughter to eat.
At the age of one year and four months, the twins could eat almost everything as long as it was cut into small pieces and not a choking hazard.
Arabella opened her mouth and accepted the food. She munched it.
Maya couldn't help but smile at her daughter. What she fed Arabella was a small piece of meat with bits of rice and shredded broccoli. She was impressed that her daughter ate vegetables!
When Maya was still young, she didn't really like leafy greens or anything defined as vegetables. She then curiously glanced at Karlos, who was feeding the well-behaved Iñigo.
"Babe, when you were young, did you also hate vegetables?" she asked casually.
"Me? No, I basically ate anything," he answered honestly.
"I see, that means our twins take after you when it comes to eating vegetables." She nodded.
"Hm, I guess so."
Karlos didn't explain the reason why he didn't avoid vegetables... His parents never really took care of him and rarely gave him food. Karlos had to eat the food that his older brother and younger sister didn't like, which were vegetable dishes, mostly leftovers. He didn't have a choice but to eat vegetables because he would starve... He was basically eating leftover food for survival.
Even in his first life, Karlos was an orphan who lived his entire life in an orphanage with a lonely upbringing. The orphanage had a lot of children to feed, and Karlos couldn't fill his stomach completely. Any food was a blessing to him.
Karlos looked at Iñigo's innocent eyes. Now that he was a father, Karlos would make sure his children would eat delicious food. He wanted them to enjoy their childhood with no regrets.
He gently kissed Iñigo's forehead.
"Papa loves you." He couldn't help but say that as he wanted the children to understand that he would protect them from everything because he loved them.
"Hm," Iñigo nodded. "Wuv you," he added in a baby voice.
It was true that the couple rarely had the chance to enjoy lunch because they had to feed their gluttonous twins while eating. Still, it was something they had to do simply because they loved their children.
After lunch, Karlos decided to take a nap on the sofa. The twins were also sleeping on his stomach and chest, finding comfort and warmth.
Around 4 p.m., someone called Karlos's name from outside.
"Hey, Karlos! We are going to Antonio's, are you coming with us?"
Immediately, Karlos opened his eyes.
He found Maya's crimson eyes coldly staring at him.
"Babe, someone's calling me outside," he nervously chuckled.
"...Tch, just don't return late. Don't get too drunk." Maya clicked her tongue. She couldn't really stop Karlos from enjoying drinking sessions with the boys.
"I will, we're just going to Antonio's. Old man Ted might also be there. Remember what happened last night? I have to talk to old man Ted to fix the headboard of the bed," he explained quickly.
"And whose fault was it that it was broken, huh?" Maya blushed and glared at Karlos.
It was embarrassing that the couple had already destroyed the headboard in just one night... a passionate accident.
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After being reminded by Maya to take care of himself and not overdrink, Karlos left the house, closing the gate softly.
He found Andres and Brandon waiting for him, standing by the road.
"Where's Jerry?"
"He said he won't come. There was a ruckus in their house, although I don't know the specifics," Brandon answered, scratching his head. He was the closest one to Jerry's house.
"Are Jerry and his family alright?" Karlos was concerned.
"It's nothing big, I think. Jerry didn't explain it, so I went to Andres's first before going to your house."
"Haha, I knew you would come!" Andres laughed, patting Karlos's shoulder. The three men went to Antonio's house, and it seemed that the party was already going on.
Antonio rented a karaoke machine for guests who wanted to sing. There were many delicacies on the table. Naturally, there were also bottles of beer in a huge styrofoam box with ice floating in it, cold enough to satisfy the guests.
"Karlos, Andres, Brandon, you guys showed up! Come, come, let's eat first." Antonio smiled at them. His grin was wide, and he was a little wobbly and tipsy. He invited them to the party.
Many people showed up, even wives and young kids. The food was free, and everyone wanted to take advantage of the situation. The dishes were a mix of meat and fish, making the guests happy. Even Domingo's mother was there, packing food into her plastic bags.
The three men ate, and next to each of them was a bottle of beer. They listened to the loud karaoke music. Unfortunately, once in a while, someone offbeat would sing, making the performance horrifying and causing the crowd to laugh and boo the singer.
"Hey, Karlos, you and Brandon are still working together, right?" Antonio approached them, slightly tipsy. His face was red from alcohol and happiness. One of his dreams was to be a boat captain, and now he had reached that point in his life, a very proud moment. He now owned a commercial trawler boat.
"Yeah, Brandon and I are partners," Karlos answered and chugged his beer, letting out a sigh.
"Well, I thought your partnership was not permanent. I was thinking of hiring Brandon for my team. You know, I need to build a new team for my boat."
"What about your three workers?"
"They are included, of course. But I need more, at least five more people to make a crew. Besides, my second son is interested in fishing, so I also have to look for another team for him. Brandon is a good guy, and I can entrust him to take care of my son. But oh well, it seems like you guys are doing well." Antonio laughed and scratched his neck.
Unlike the others, Antonio knew that Brandon was a nice guy. He saw him growing up. Aside from having crossed eyes, Brandon was a kindhearted person.
"Not a chance." Karlos shook his head. Brandon was a worthy partner.
"Haha, small matter, don't take it seriously. Although I hope that whenever you see my son at sea or at the fish port, please look after him and take care of him."
"Your son is not that young. I'm sure he will be fine and capable."
"Indeed, indeed."
For a father, Antonio wanted his children to grow up healthy and become good people. He also wanted them to stand on their own and become adults.
Antonio thought of inviting his second son to sail with him, but that kid didn't like being bossed around. So they compromised, and Antonio gave the bangka to him instead.
Antonio had four children. The eldest son and the only daughter had already finished college. The daughter was working in the city, while the first son was working in Maynila.
His second son didn't go to college, while his third son, the youngest, was still in high school.
After that short conversation with Antonio, the three men continued drinking. Their laughter grew louder as more alcohol filled their system.
As expected, old man Ted showed up. The carpenter found a seat and opened a bottle using his teeth with ease.
"Old man Ted, mind taking a few minutes of your time?"
"Karlos, are you going to ask about the two beds, perhaps? They are going to be finished tomorrow afternoon. I'm going to deliver them to you."
"About that,"
Karlos explained that the headboard of the bed broke because he slipped while walking to the bed. That was the best excuse he could think of.
"You broke it? For that headboard to break, it must have been a strong impact. Are you sure you're okay?"
"I'm fine. Nothing bad happened."
Strong impact? Nah, it was more than one. The bed was basically rocking like it was under a strong earthquake, like a 9.8 magnitude or something. The memory made Karlos cough lightly.
"I'll fix it tomorrow. Just take it outside the house so that I have a big space to work with. No need to pay me. What you paid me last time is already enough." Being an old man, Ted was grateful that someone still needed his skills.
"But I insist," Karlos answered, sounding firm.
"Alright, just give me a portion of your catch tomorrow. That will do."
Old man Ted had extra material for the headboard, and he could fix it quickly.
"Thanks, old man Ted."
"It's nothing. Now let me enjoy my drink. I rarely have the time to enjoy free alcohol."
Karlos laughed. Old man Ted was right. Free drinks were delicious and tasted better.
He returned to his friends and continued drinking. Just when they thought the party was over, another batch of beer came, and the party went on until midnight.
But of course, Karlos kept his promise. He returned home before 10 p.m.
"Wife~ wife~"
Karlos kept calling for Maya. His steps were shaky but eager. The woman sighed and opened the door for him.
"The children are already sleeping in their crib. You should be quiet," Maya said in a softer tone.
"Hm," Karlos drunkenly nodded, then hugged Maya, wrapping his arms around her.
"You smell so good."
"You smell so bad," Maya replied. Her nose wrinkled. The alcohol was lingering on Karlos, making her frown.
"I prepared something for you to eat and drink. Let's go inside." Maya helped Karlos to the dining table.
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After being reminded by Maya to take care of himself and not overdrink, Karlos left the house, closing the gate softly.
He found Andres and Brandon waiting for him, standing by the road.
"Where's Jerry?"
"He said he won't come. There was a ruckus in their house, although I don't know the specifics," Brandon answered, scratching his head. He was the closest one to Jerry's house.
"Are Jerry and his family alright?" Karlos was concerned.
"It's nothing big, I think. Jerry didn't explain it, so I went to Andres's first before going to your house."
"Haha, I knew you would come!" Andres laughed, patting Karlos's shoulder. The three men went to Antonio's house, and it seemed that the party was already going on.
Antonio rented a karaoke machine for guests who wanted to sing. There were many delicacies on the table. Naturally, there were also bottles of beer in a huge styrofoam box with ice floating in it, cold enough to satisfy the guests.
"Karlos, Andres, Brandon, you guys showed up! Come, come, let's eat first." Antonio smiled at them. His grin was wide, and he was a little wobbly and tipsy. He invited them to the party.
Many people showed up, even wives and young kids. The food was free, and everyone wanted to take advantage of the situation. The dishes were a mix of meat and fish, making the guests happy. Even Domingo's mother was there, packing food into her plastic bags.
The three men ate, and next to each of them was a bottle of beer. They listened to the loud karaoke music. Unfortunately, once in a while, someone offbeat would sing, making the performance horrifying and causing the crowd to laugh and boo the singer.
"Hey, Karlos, you and Brandon are still working together, right?" Antonio approached them, slightly tipsy. His face was red from alcohol and happiness. One of his dreams was to be a boat captain, and now he had reached that point in his life, a very proud moment. He now owned a commercial trawler boat.
"Yeah, Brandon and I are partners," Karlos answered and chugged his beer, letting out a sigh.
"Well, I thought your partnership was not permanent. I was thinking of hiring Brandon for my team. You know, I need to build a new team for my boat."
"What about your three workers?"
"They are included, of course. But I need more, at least five more people to make a crew. Besides, my second son is interested in fishing, so I also have to look for another team for him. Brandon is a good guy, and I can entrust him to take care of my son. But oh well, it seems like you guys are doing well." Antonio laughed and scratched his neck.
Unlike the others, Antonio knew that Brandon was a nice guy. He saw him growing up. Aside from having crossed eyes, Brandon was a kindhearted person.
"Not a chance." Karlos shook his head. Brandon was a worthy partner.
"Haha, small matter, don't take it seriously. Although I hope that whenever you see my son at sea or at the fish port, please look after him and take care of him."
"Your son is not that young. I'm sure he will be fine and capable."
"Indeed, indeed."
For a father, Antonio wanted his children to grow up healthy and become good people. He also wanted them to stand on their own and become adults.
Antonio thought of inviting his second son to sail with him, but that kid didn't like being bossed around. So they compromised, and Antonio gave the bangka to him instead.
Antonio had four children. The eldest son and the only daughter had already finished college. The daughter was working in the city, while the first son was working in Maynila.
His second son didn't go to college, while his third son, the youngest, was still in high school.
After that short conversation with Antonio, the three men continued drinking. Their laughter grew louder as more alcohol filled their system.
As expected, old man Ted showed up. The carpenter found a seat and opened a bottle using his teeth with ease.
"Old man Ted, mind taking a few minutes of your time?"
"Karlos, are you going to ask about the two beds, perhaps? They are going to be finished tomorrow afternoon. I'm going to deliver them to you."
"About that,"
Karlos explained that the headboard of the bed broke because he slipped while walking to the bed. That was the best excuse he could think of.
"You broke it? For that headboard to break, it must have been a strong impact. Are you sure you're okay?"
"I'm fine. Nothing bad happened."
Strong impact? Nah, it was more than one. The bed was basically rocking like it was under a strong earthquake, like a 9.8 magnitude or something. The memory made Karlos cough lightly.
"I'll fix it tomorrow. Just take it outside the house so that I have a big space to work with. No need to pay me. What you paid me last time is already enough." Being an old man, Ted was grateful that someone still needed his skills.
"But I insist," Karlos answered, sounding firm.
"Alright, just give me a portion of your catch tomorrow. That will do."
Old man Ted had extra material for the headboard, and he could fix it quickly.
"Thanks, old man Ted."
"It's nothing. Now let me enjoy my drink. I rarely have the time to enjoy free alcohol."
Karlos laughed. Old man Ted was right. Free drinks were delicious and tasted better.
He returned to his friends and continued drinking. Just when they thought the party was over, another batch of beer came, and the party went on until midnight.
But of course, Karlos kept his promise. He returned home before 10 p.m.
"Wife~ wife~"
Karlos kept calling for Maya. His steps were shaky but eager. The woman sighed and opened the door for him.
"The children are already sleeping in their crib. You should be quiet," Maya said in a softer tone.
"Hm," Karlos drunkenly nodded, then hugged Maya, wrapping his arms around her.
"You smell so good."
"You smell so bad," Maya replied. Her nose wrinkled. The alcohol was lingering on Karlos, making her frown.
"I prepared something for you to eat and drink. Let's go inside." Maya helped Karlos to the dining table.
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Reincarnated as a Fisherman and a Dad Chapter 142
"Hm, I really love you so much." Karlos kissed her cheek, pressing his lips with drunken sincerity, and Maya accepted it despite smelling the alcohol. He sat at the table and ate the abalones and lobsters that Maya cooked with butter, corn, and chorizo. His eyes lit up with every bite.
"Babe, your dish is delicious, but you're more delicious." Karlos was still drunk, smiling foolishly.
"..."
Maya was speechless and pouted, her cheeks blushing. Karlos was really clingy whenever he was drunk. She liked it, but she also didn't like it. It was complicated.
"Just eat your food." She nudged the plate closer, hiding her fluster.
"Hm," Karlos ate with gusto until he finished. He burped, and his mind improved, enough for him to think straight.
"Let's go to sleep." Maya led him to the bedroom. Karlos had to wake up early tomorrow, so staying up late at night was detrimental, his body needed rest.
"Wife, how about one round?" Now that Karlos had regained his sanity, he kissed Maya's neck, almost licking it. Maya felt her body melting, but she glared at Karlos, trying to remain firm.
"Don't you remember what date it is? No funny business for a week," she said seriously.
"Ah, is that so? That means only the mouth and ass are allowed?" he whispered boldly.
Maya blushed hard and pinched him.
"What are you saying!? You brute! A hooligan!" Her voice cracked in embarrassment.
"Alright, I'm sorry. My fault. Let's go to the room."
When they went inside, the couple first looked at the big crib where Iñigo and Arabella were sleeping peacefully together. They were so cute that their parents unconsciously smiled just by looking at them.
Maya carefully tucked them in, adjusting their blankets and making sure they were sleeping comfortably.
Then, the night ended with Karlos and Maya trying to break the already broken headboard. The bed creaked as their whispered laughter mixed with muffled moans.
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The next day, Karlos and Brandon ended their fishing job around 10 a.m. and earned 48,000 pesos. The two men worked together to carry their equipment.
Just like always, the beach had young kids gambling under the coconut trees. They were waiting for boats to arrive so they could carry the boats onto the beach and then ask for money.
Anyway, Karlos paid them 20 pesos to carry his bangka onto the beach, far from the waves.
Brandon and Karlos then carried the engine together and reached Karlos's house.
Maya opened the door when she heard someone open the gate. She smiled when she saw Karlos.
The two men put the engine under a shed and covered it with a tarpaulin.
"I baked egg pies. Brandon, take three slices for you and your parents," Maya said and went back inside.
"No, that would be..." Before Brandon could refuse, Maya had already gone inside. Karlos chuckled.
"Just take it. My wife is interested in baking lately."
Maya returned outside and gave Brandon a lunch box with three slices of egg pie inside.
"See you tomorrow," Brandon bid farewell, holding the lunch box carefully.
He smiled slightly and greeted the neighbors he passed by. However, when he stepped into their house, he heard his older brother's voice and his wife's.
"Oh, Brandon, you're back. What's that? Egg pie! You bought something for us? Haha, thank you so much!" His older brother, Gary, laughed.
"This is for Mama, Papa, and me," Brandon frowned.
"Is that so? Ma, Pa, can my wife and I get your portion? We rarely have a chance to eat egg pie."
"Go on, eat them." Gomez puffed his cigarette. Carmine also nodded.
"..." Brandon gritted his teeth and gave them the slices reluctantly. The husband and wife held the egg pie in their hands and ate it with satisfaction.
"This is delicious! Brandon, next time bring more," Gary said without shame.
"..."
Brandon didn't answer. After eating his slice, he washed the lunch box as he had to bring it back tomorrow. While washing, he heard their conversation.
"Ma, my son is now a 4th grader, and he needs money to buy books and other school supplies."
"It's just April. They are still on vacation. You guys can save money," Carmine said. She knew that school would start in June.
"We are just planning ahead so that your grandson doesn't have to think about school supplies anymore," Gary's wife replied.
"How much is it?" Gomez could see through their intention, so he went straight to the point.
"5,000 pesos."
"5,000 pesos!? What kind of books are you going to buy? Are they made of gold!?" Carmine was shocked.
A notebook only cost 5 pesos. A pen only cost 3 to 5 pesos, depending on the brand. As for textbooks, the price varied, but the average price was 100 pesos. They were very affordable.
Even Brandon frowned as he listened.
"Well, we are also thinking of buying a brand new bag for him," Gary quickly added.
"Do you really have to buy one? We have a backpack here. Your son can use it," Carmine frowned.
"Ma, you have to understand, kids prefer new things. You don't want your grandson to cry, right?"
"And where is he anyway? Why didn't you bring him? I want to talk to my grandson myself," Gomez slightly raised his voice.
"He wants to enjoy his vacation, and he went out to play with his friends," Gary avoided eye contact.
'Of course you didn't bring your son, he's too young to lie. 5,000 pesos my ass. Even 700 pesos is already enough to buy school supplies,' Brandon thought.
On top of that, he knew his nephew, and that boy didn't like going to school. He often skipped classes.
"We don't have 5,000 pesos. Your mother and I are not working anymore," Gomez shook his head.
Gary then glanced at Brandon, but Brandon kept washing the dishes, pretending to be busy.
"... Well then, how much can you provide for your grandson's education?"
An hour later, Brandon sighed as he stared at his parents.
"So you gave him 1,000 pesos just like that?"
"That's your brother you're talking about," Carmine spoke softly.
"I know, that's why I'm asking you the question."
"It's for the child's education," Gomez answered.
"Alright, I'm not going to say anything. I gave you the money, and it depends on you how you want to spend it. I just hope my sister will not show up later with the same excuse." Brandon stood up and went to his room.
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[Thank you for reading this novel.]
"Hm, I really love you so much." Karlos kissed her cheek, pressing his lips with drunken sincerity, and Maya accepted it despite smelling the alcohol. He sat at the table and ate the abalones and lobsters that Maya cooked with butter, corn, and chorizo. His eyes lit up with every bite.
"Babe, your dish is delicious, but you're more delicious." Karlos was still drunk, smiling foolishly.
"..."
Maya was speechless and pouted, her cheeks blushing. Karlos was really clingy whenever he was drunk. She liked it, but she also didn't like it. It was complicated.
"Just eat your food." She nudged the plate closer, hiding her fluster.
"Hm," Karlos ate with gusto until he finished. He burped, and his mind improved, enough for him to think straight.
"Let's go to sleep." Maya led him to the bedroom. Karlos had to wake up early tomorrow, so staying up late at night was detrimental, his body needed rest.
"Wife, how about one round?" Now that Karlos had regained his sanity, he kissed Maya's neck, almost licking it. Maya felt her body melting, but she glared at Karlos, trying to remain firm.
"Don't you remember what date it is? No funny business for a week," she said seriously.
"Ah, is that so? That means only the mouth and ass are allowed?" he whispered boldly.
Maya blushed hard and pinched him.
"What are you saying!? You brute! A hooligan!" Her voice cracked in embarrassment.
"Alright, I'm sorry. My fault. Let's go to the room."
When they went inside, the couple first looked at the big crib where Iñigo and Arabella were sleeping peacefully together. They were so cute that their parents unconsciously smiled just by looking at them.
Maya carefully tucked them in, adjusting their blankets and making sure they were sleeping comfortably.
Then, the night ended with Karlos and Maya trying to break the already broken headboard. The bed creaked as their whispered laughter mixed with muffled moans.
.........
......
...
The next day, Karlos and Brandon ended their fishing job around 10 a.m. and earned 48,000 pesos. The two men worked together to carry their equipment.
Just like always, the beach had young kids gambling under the coconut trees. They were waiting for boats to arrive so they could carry the boats onto the beach and then ask for money.
Anyway, Karlos paid them 20 pesos to carry his bangka onto the beach, far from the waves.
Brandon and Karlos then carried the engine together and reached Karlos's house.
Maya opened the door when she heard someone open the gate. She smiled when she saw Karlos.
The two men put the engine under a shed and covered it with a tarpaulin.
"I baked egg pies. Brandon, take three slices for you and your parents," Maya said and went back inside.
"No, that would be..." Before Brandon could refuse, Maya had already gone inside. Karlos chuckled.
"Just take it. My wife is interested in baking lately."
Maya returned outside and gave Brandon a lunch box with three slices of egg pie inside.
"See you tomorrow," Brandon bid farewell, holding the lunch box carefully.
He smiled slightly and greeted the neighbors he passed by. However, when he stepped into their house, he heard his older brother's voice and his wife's.
"Oh, Brandon, you're back. What's that? Egg pie! You bought something for us? Haha, thank you so much!" His older brother, Gary, laughed.
"This is for Mama, Papa, and me," Brandon frowned.
"Is that so? Ma, Pa, can my wife and I get your portion? We rarely have a chance to eat egg pie."
"Go on, eat them." Gomez puffed his cigarette. Carmine also nodded.
"..." Brandon gritted his teeth and gave them the slices reluctantly. The husband and wife held the egg pie in their hands and ate it with satisfaction.
"This is delicious! Brandon, next time bring more," Gary said without shame.
"..."
Brandon didn't answer. After eating his slice, he washed the lunch box as he had to bring it back tomorrow. While washing, he heard their conversation.
"Ma, my son is now a 4th grader, and he needs money to buy books and other school supplies."
"It's just April. They are still on vacation. You guys can save money," Carmine said. She knew that school would start in June.
"We are just planning ahead so that your grandson doesn't have to think about school supplies anymore," Gary's wife replied.
"How much is it?" Gomez could see through their intention, so he went straight to the point.
"5,000 pesos."
"5,000 pesos!? What kind of books are you going to buy? Are they made of gold!?" Carmine was shocked.
A notebook only cost 5 pesos. A pen only cost 3 to 5 pesos, depending on the brand. As for textbooks, the price varied, but the average price was 100 pesos. They were very affordable.
Even Brandon frowned as he listened.
"Well, we are also thinking of buying a brand new bag for him," Gary quickly added.
"Do you really have to buy one? We have a backpack here. Your son can use it," Carmine frowned.
"Ma, you have to understand, kids prefer new things. You don't want your grandson to cry, right?"
"And where is he anyway? Why didn't you bring him? I want to talk to my grandson myself," Gomez slightly raised his voice.
"He wants to enjoy his vacation, and he went out to play with his friends," Gary avoided eye contact.
'Of course you didn't bring your son, he's too young to lie. 5,000 pesos my ass. Even 700 pesos is already enough to buy school supplies,' Brandon thought.
On top of that, he knew his nephew, and that boy didn't like going to school. He often skipped classes.
"We don't have 5,000 pesos. Your mother and I are not working anymore," Gomez shook his head.
Gary then glanced at Brandon, but Brandon kept washing the dishes, pretending to be busy.
"... Well then, how much can you provide for your grandson's education?"
An hour later, Brandon sighed as he stared at his parents.
"So you gave him 1,000 pesos just like that?"
"That's your brother you're talking about," Carmine spoke softly.
"I know, that's why I'm asking you the question."
"It's for the child's education," Gomez answered.
"Alright, I'm not going to say anything. I gave you the money, and it depends on you how you want to spend it. I just hope my sister will not show up later with the same excuse." Brandon stood up and went to his room.
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