The Heir's Naughty Twins
112. Father and Son Relationship

"Who taught him to sing? You?" ask Eros again, not tired of hearing stories about his son.

"I taught them the language at first." Hestia. Letting Eros hand caress his face. "In order to be pleasant and in accordance with the state of their brains, I made a rhythm. For a long time I saw Yuveria's singing talent was high, so I taught them to play instruments in order to play by themselves."

"Then?"

"The next morning I accompanied Yuveria to play the piano, checked the assembly of Yujerian gundam, then the next night I came home, I heard Yuve singing and saw a new skeleton that wanted Yujerian to raft."

"Self?"

Hestia laughed again. "That's why they take care of themselves. Sometimes, I'm not with them, so it's safer if both are proficient."

The rolling time seemed unimportant because Hestia kept telling everything about them.

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Hestia had thought about it for days, but as expected, she did not know what to think when meeting Darius.

Although he saw his father standing in the hospital hallway, where he memorized Darius' expression now was despair, Hestia still did not know what to do.

Satisfied? Not particularly.

Pleased? Not particularly.

Getting angry? Don't know.

Relieved? It doesn't feel either.

Don't know.

Hestia just approached, clutching the body of the man who had been a scourge for years in his life.

Love and hate may blend in when they should be apart, which is why Hestia doesn't know her own feelings. He hated to be beaten by Darius, but Hestia remembered that Darius loved him when he was neither beating nor angry at Hestia.

The father and son relationship is not as simple as the husband and wife relationship, tired of being able to divorce, sick of being able to go straight to court waiting for the hammer beat of the judge.

"Hestine."

So in the end he still couldn't apologize?

But somehow Hestia was satisfied.

"Papa looks tired." Hestia let go of their embrace. He rubbed his father's arm, which looked thin. "Go home, Pa. Rest. Papa can't be sick."

Hestia had forgotten the last time she had truly worried about Darius or uttered her worries without any nausea.

Though usually he had to hold his stomach churned.

"Hestine."

"Hm?"

Darius hugged him. "I love you. Always."

Yep. That seems obvious now. "Me too, Pa."

Of course Eros watched them. How Darius hugged Hestia was full of fear, and Hestia replied to him full of relief.

From this view Eros learned.

Yujerian and Yuveria never knew how the burden of Eros sought them, waited for them, patiently persuaded them. They never know and continue to blame.

But even if the kids don't know, it doesn't mean they're not hurt.

Like Darius and Hestia.

Darius always did everything according to what he felt was right. What is best for Hestia, what is best for the future of Hestia. Because of her focus, she forgot to ask Hestia's opinion.

Forgetting to see if Hestia was injured or not.

Eros won't be like them. Even if Yujerian and Yuveria still kept on addressing the old man or even swearing him to death, Eros would be patient.

Because they were both hurt. They both have burdens like Eros has burdens.

Don't let your child be like these two people.

Darius who looks to apologize but does not know how to because of the ego of parents, and Hestia who also does not know how to say 'I forgive Papa'.

Let them both be.

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