Promise

11

*flashback*

Jongcheveevat's mansion were filled with babies cries and wails while the head maid, Malee tried to calm the twin as two one month infants simultaneously.

"Don't cry, my darlings, Grace, Mark." The lady in her 30s tried to calm the babies down. She tried to calm them by giving them milk but it's a huge failed as they cried harder. The other maids were worried of their young master and mistress.

Malee hold both of the baby at the same time with the help of a baby cloth baby carrier. She then had an idea and walked into the twin's nursery. He picked out a white shirt and a black shirt that owned by their papa, Gulf.

Malee put the crying baby on their perspective crib and wrap their body with the shirt. The cries slowly calm down as Malee sings the lullaby that Gulf sang almost everyday before he go.

Cries turned to sob by a few minutes then the sobs dies leaving the twin in silent as they slept soundly in their birth father's shirt. Malee smiled and went out of the room. He walked to the living room to see an unmanaged Mew. No one dares to reach him accept for Malee.

"You're home, Mew. How are you today?" the lady asked his master as she pour some chamomile tea into the cup. "There's no home without him, phi. There's isn't a day without him." Mew said as he slumped himself into the sofa. Mew were never the same after Gulf left. He gave most of the work to his step-brother, Tong. He were too busy searching for the younger instead of taking care of Jongcheveevat empire. He lost his way after his ex-wife left. Without any trace.

"The baby were sleeping in their room. You should take a look of them too. If you keep on doing this, they will never recognise you anymore." Malee said as she make her way to the kitchen. Mew took a sip of the warm tea and went to his twin's room.

Mew opened the nursery door slowly and walked to the crib. When he see the twin can sleep very well in Gulf's shirt making his heart quench. He's thinking how much of the sins he need to bear after succeeding pull apart a birth father and his children.

Mew slowly put them into their cloth carrier and carry them to Gulf's room. Which now is Mew's new room. The room placed at the basement of the huge house. So small and dark for the madam of the house to sleep and stay. The place where Mew punish himself for some times now.

He sways his body slowly as he sings Gulf's lullaby. After he finished the song he stayed silent for a good 5 minutes. Hearing his twin's heartbeats. The small heartbeats that are his and Gulf's love child. Tears started to run down Mew's face.

"One day. If one day, your papa come back home to us, I'll treat him like a king. Giving him everything he wanted and deserves. I will change every properties and wealth to his name. Mew Suppasit Jongcheveevat were no longer the leader of the empire. Your papa, Gulf Kanawut Traipipattanapong will be. If he wanted me to vanished from this world, I will. I will do everything for your papa, my children. Even if that means I will lose everything. " Mew said then kissing both his daughter and son's head. He then tucked them into their crib inside that room and making sure they're warm enough before he lay down on the single sized bed. Far too small compared to the one in his room and the other rooms.

The hard mattress making him wonder how Gulf could sleep despite his back pain. The cold and humid room make it easier for Mew to catch cold. "It's horrible down here, Gulf. You deserve a softer and bigger bed. The blanket were too thin, my love. Aren't you cold? It's dark in here how did you managed to live here when I locked you up like a prisoner? Most importantly, how did you take care of yourself during pregnancy?" Mew talked alone as he las down on the bed.

The scent of the younger were still there on the pillow. Smell of cherry and sweets. Mew hold the pillow close to him and enjoy the smell he miss most.

" I will find you, Gulf. I will. "

Mew said before closing his eyes and went to sleep as tears decorating the handsome face.