Chapter 6 You are such a big boy

• They all stood still, darting their eyes back and forth to their boss and the strange lady as if waiting to get permission from Joel first.
• Emily stared desperately into Joel's eyes. "Tell them to get me an onion!...Trust me! " 
• As if being controlled, Joel turned to maids.
• "Are you nuts?! Are you deaf?!! She said to get her onion!!! Do you all want to lose your jobs!?" He yelled at them furiously.
• " If anything happens to Andrew, you are all dead! I'll feed your bones to the dogs!" He threatened.
• The maids shuddered uncontrollably and they all scampered towards the direction of the kitchen. In no time, they arrived with a bowl full of onions and placed it on the floor, beside Emily.
• She took one of the onions and bit deep into it without bothering to peel off its skin. She chewed on it and forcefully opened the boy's mouth with her fingers and then forced the onion in her mouth into his mouth.
• She looked up at one of the maids. "Wat..." 
• And before she even landed, a bowl of water was already in her hand. 
• She sprinkled the water on his face and chewed on the onion again before spiting the onion into the boy's mouth again. She did a mouth-to-mouth resuscitation and...
• "Hugh Hugh!" Little Pumpkin coughed as he regained consciousness.
• Emily heaved a sigh of relief and sprinkled water on his face again.
• Hastily, Joel carried Little Pumpkin from Emily. "Little Pumpkin are you alright? Huh? Are you okay?" 
• "Umn." Little Pumpkin nods his head weakly.
• "Thank God!" Joel sighed and hugged him close to himself.
• Right at that moment, Michael rushed into the lounge. "Where is my son?!" 
• Joel looked at his brother as he approached him. Gently, he handed Little Pumpkin over to him.
• Michael gave a little gasp before hugging his son tightly. Little Pumpkin was all he had left. He wasn't going to lose him.
• Joel patted Michael on his back and headed for the staircase. "He's alright, no need to worry." 
• Slowly, Michael sat down with Little Pumpkin on his laps. 
• Emily smiled as she watched the father and son. She was thankful nothing happened to the boy. 
• The doctor arrived shortly afterward, he handed some drugs for Little Pumpkin over to his dad and then left after giving him a specific prescription.
• After the doctor left, Michael stole a glance at Emily who was now already fast asleep and raised a brow slightly.
• He looked up at one of the maids. "Nugu?" 
• (A/N: nugu here meant who is she)
• "Ahhh,.." the maids stared at Emily.
• She took her time and explained how Emily had saved Little Pumpkin. After she was done with her explanation, the duo; father and son, stared silently at Emily
• "How is she here?" Michal asked the maid, his eyes still glued to the lady sleeping softly on the sofa.
• "Master brought her." The maid bowed.
• He looked up at the maid.
• " Joel?"
• "Nde." She bowed.
• "Alright. You may all leave now." Michael stated dismissively to the maids. 
• They all bowed before trooping out of the lounge. 
• After the maids had left for their various posts, Micha and Little Pumpkin kept staring at the lady on the sofa. After a while, the both of them pouted their lips at the same time, looked at each other, and then shrugged their shoulders.
• It was none of their business what Joel had with the lady.
• Michael smiled at his son after a short while. "You need to use your drugs." 
• "I don't want to—too bitter." Little Pumpkin whined.
• "Aisshhh. Here we go again..." Michael groaned.
• "You need to use them—for your health." He frowned slightly.
• "Nooo." Little Pumpkin pouted.
• He got off his father's laps and scampered on his feet.
• Michael rolled his eyes. He knew exactly what his son was doing—he was trying to get away.
• He always ran away whenever he needed to use his medication.
• Michael stood up on his feet and ran after his cute son that was scampering around the living room.
• He bit his lip as he chased Little Pumpkin. "Come here."
• Little Pumpkin stuck his tongue out and wagged it teasingly at his father. "Ani." 
• "If I catch you..." Michael laughed.
• He ran swiftly after his son and when he got hold of him, he carried him on his shoulder, towards the chair he was sitting on before.
• "Little Pumpkin needs to take his drugs.. ." Michael singsong.
• "Ahh… I don't want to." Little Pumpkin groaned.
• Michael sat down on the chair and dissolved the first tablet in a spoonful of water.
• "Now say ahhh." He smiled at his son.
• "I don't want it..." Little Pumpkin pushed the spoon away and the medicine poured on his father's shirt.
• Michael scrunched up his face.
• "Ahhh… See what you caused." Michael sighed, staring at his stained shirt.
• Little Pumpkin pouted, almost on the verge of tears. "I don't like drugs..." 
• "I don't want it ." He muttered sadly.
• "..." Michael sighed as he stared down at his son, he now had no choice but to call Joel.
• Emily who had stirred awake while the father and son were chasing after each other spoke softly, breaking off Michael's thought. "Please let me feed him." 
• Michael and his son looked in her direction.
• "Ahh komawo. But, he doesn't let..." Before Michael could finish his statement, Little Pumpkin packed his drugs from the stool and walked towards Emily.
• "...." Michael opened his mouth agape as he watched his son in astonishment.
• Emily grinned at the cute darling before her. "Good boy." 
• "Bring the spoon and water." She said, ruffling his hair affectionately.
• As if being controlled with a spell, Little Pumpkin turned around and snatched the spoon from his father's grip. He carried the bottled water on the floor too.
• "...." Michael watched his son like a movie as he scampered back to the beautiful stranger.
• Emily smiled "Very good.".
• "Cutie, please sit on the chair." She said, patting on the chair beside her.
• Obediently, he climbed up on the chair and Emily
• Little nodded her head happily. She managed to dissolve the tablets in a spoonful of water with her right hand, and then she turned to Pumpkin.
• She smiled sweetly at him. "Baby, say ahhh ..." 
• Michael shook his head pitifully at the pretty stranger. 'ahhh my foot… he'll never open that stubborn mouth of him. You are only wasting your time and effort.' 
• But to his utmost surprise, Little Pumpkin obliged. He opened his mouth and gulped down the medicine. 
• Of course, the medicine was very bitter. But since the beautiful noona sitting right in front of him, he took it
• gladly . (A/N: noona means big sister. It's used for females that are way older than one.)
• ". ..ahhh" Michael gasped in shock.
• Like wait, did his son just… actually take the drug? Unbelievable! He wouldn't even take it from him—his father. But then, he took it from a total STRANGER—something he had never done before. Michael watched his son in bewilderment.
• Little Pumpkin never took things from strangers—he never even got close to them at all. He never even allowed the maids in the villa to touch him. The only people that were allowed to touch him were his father and his uncle.
• Taking his medicine was a pain in the ass for him and everyone in the villa. He never allowed anyone to feed him drugs, even his father, sometimes. Only Joel was always able to feed him, and that was after a lot of persuasions and promises to get him anything he wanted. But seeing his son take his drug with the help of a stranger, Michael was beyond shocked.
• Emily clapped her hands cheerily. "Awwn awwn… you did it baby." 
• "You are soooooo strong. You didn't even grimace." She wowed.
• She grinned as she dissolved another drug in a spoonful of water. "Let's take the last one." 
• "Fighting!" She cheered.
• Little Pumpkin giggled. "Fighting!" 
• "Hana - Dul - Set!" She quickly fed him with the drug.
• (A/N:hana means one, dul means two and set means three)
• Little Pumpkin gulped down the drug but this time, he grimaced a bit.
• The second drug was more bitter than the first one.
• "Ahhh..." Emily feigned a grimace and this made Little Pumpkin snicker.
• "Uwa!" Emily gassed, wowing.
• "You did it again baby..." She stated, ruffling his hair.
• "You are such a big boy!!!" She nodded her head.
• Of course, she was only saying those things to make the cute little boy not grimace. 
• But joking apart, Little Pumpkin was strong. Many boys his age would have poured their eyes out if they were the one in his position. 
• Little Pumpkin hugged Emily.
• "..." Michael blinked his eyes rapidly as he watched the duo.