All Chapters of MY TINY MATCHMAKERS: Chapter 241 - Chapter 249

RAFAEL'S POV “Rafael, you work too much.” Napatingin ako kay Winona na nakatayo sa harap ko habang nakapamewang. “I don't work too much.” Nakita ko ang pagtaas ng isang kilay niya. “You left the house at seven this morning and came home at nine.” “That was yesterday.” “And the day before.” Magsasalita sana ako pero pinigil niya iyon sa pamamagitan ng pagtaas ng isang kamay. “No excuses.” Napabuntong-hininga ako. “Then what do you want me to do?” Lumambot ang kanyang ekspresyon. “Spend the day with the twins.” Napatingin ako sa dalawang bata na nakaupo sa carpet, busy sa paglalaro. Brix looked at me while Bea smiled. “Sure.” Tumayo ako at proud na tumingin sa kanila. “Today, Daddy is taking care of everything.” sabi ko. Napangiti si Winona. “Are you sure?” “Of course.” “Don't complain later.” “I won't.” Lumapit siya at hinalikan ang pisngi ko. “Good luck.” I frowned. “Why did you say it like that?” Ngumiti lamang siya bago umakya

RAFAEL’S POV “Hubby…” Maingat kong hawak ang cellphone habang nakatuon ang atensyon sa kalsada. “Yes, wifey?” “I don't want mango anymore.” Napakunot ang noo ko. “What do you want instead?” “Kamias.” “Kamias?” “Yes. I want kamias with bagoong.” Napatingin ako sa oras sa dashboard. Almost midnight. At ngayon, kailangan kong maghanap ng isang prutas na hindi ko man lang alam kung ano ang itsura. “Okay, wifey. I'll find it.” Pagkababa ng tawag, agad kong kinuha ang cellphone ko. I called the only people who could possibly help me survive this situation. The Elite Seven. Isa-isa ko silang tinawagan. “I have an emergency. We need to meet up. Right now.” Hindi ko na ipinaliwanag kung anong emergency. Ilang minuto lamang ang lumipas nang isa-isa silang dumating sa isang gas station kung saan ako naghihintay. Naiiling akong napangiti. Katulad ko, lahat sila nakapantulog. Si Maximus, naka-sando at boxer shorts. Si Sage, naka-pajama pants at overs

RAFAEL’S POV “Fine,” sabi ko habang nakaupo sa maliit na armchair sa living room. “Let's finish this quickly.” Nakatayo sa harapan ko sina Brix at Bea, hawak pa rin na maliit na notebook, habang si Bea naman ay seryosong hawak ang toy microphone niya na para bang isa siyang professional reporter. Sa likuran nila, nakaupo si Winona sa sofa at halatang pinipigilan ang pagtawa. Samantala, ang Elite Seven na dapat ay susunduin lang ako para sa gathering namin ay biglang naging audience ng sarili kong interrogation. Si Sage ay nakasandal sa sofa, mukhang sobrang excited. Si Maximus naman ay nakaupo sa tabi niya at nakangising parang nanalo sa lottery. Si Felip ay nakasandal sa dingding. Si Rowan ay nakahalukipkip. Si Caelus at Helios naman ay tahimik na nakatingin sa amin. Well… Mostly Helios was staring at his watch. “We're going to be late,” malamig niyang komento. “Five more minutes,” sabi ni Sage. “This started ten minutes ago.” “Then another five.” Napa

WINONA'S POV Finally, dumating na ang moment. Sa gitna ng garden ay may malaking white box na may lamang balloons. Kapag hinila namin ang ribbon, malalaman na namin ang gender. Nakatayo ako sa tabi ni Rafael. Nasa harapan namin sina Brix at Bea. Habang nakapalibot naman sa amin ang pamilya at mga kaibigan namin. Biglang bumilis ang tibok ng puso ko. Tumingin ako kay Rafael. “Are you nervous?” Ngumiti siya. “A little.” “Really?” “Of course.” Hinawakan ko ang kamay niya. “Do you want a boy or a girl?” Tumingin siya sa akin pagkuwa'y nakita kong lumambot ang ekspresyon niya. “I honestly don't care.” Napangiti ako. “As long as the baby is healthy?” “Yes.” Then he looked at Brix and Bea. “I already have the best twins in the world.” Bea immediately smiled proudly. “I know.” Nagtawanan ang lahat. Brix shook his head. “Be humble, Bea.” “I am humble.” “No, you're not.” “Yes, I am!” “Children,” sabi ko ulit. Muling tumahimik ang dalawa pero

DANIEL'S POV I stared at my phone as if glaring at it could magically make the person on the other end change his mind. Unfortunately, my father had never been the type of man who easily accepted rejection. “Daniel, your mother and I have already arranged everything,” he said firmly. “The reservation is at seven. Don't be late.” “Dad, I have work to do.” “You always have work to do.” “Because I have a company to run!” “And you also have a life to live. Specifically, a love life.” Napapikit ako. Here we go again. For the past several months, my parents had been trying to find me a woman to marry. Every family gathering somehow turned into an interrogation about my nonexistent girlfriend, followed by a lecture about how I wasn't getting any younger. As if being single were a terminal illness. “I'm not interested in blind dates,” I reminded him. “Then consider this an opportunity to become interested.” “Dad-" “Seven o'clock, Daniel. Your mother will be very