(???’s POV)
*Hushed whispers ... chatters all around ...*
"Hey~ .... why are you carrying two infants around? Are they your~ .... secret babies?" a man’s voice came, teasing. "Ohhoo~ ... I didn’t know you had a mistress. You really are such a~ .... *whistle* ...."
"Shut up, Lionel Gayle," another man spoke, his voice heavy, authoritative as he snapped back. Annoyance was clearly evident in his tone, "Stop blabbering, utter gibberish."
"What~ .... a grown up man like us, with newborns? What would it mean other than that, huhh?" the first one shrugged off as he commented. "It is clearly not from your wife. You already have two adult sons. One is married with a seven month old daughter of his own, and another one~ ... he is old enough to get married now. So, tell me whose is this~ ... umm~ ... if not yours?"
"I didn’t call you here for gossiping and chit chatting," the second one spoke, his tone stern as he stared right at his friend. "Did you make all the arrangements that I told you to do?"
The one who was teasing replied, "Don’t worry, pal. Everything has been done according to the instructions you gave me on the phone call. The orphanage director, he is someone I have known for more than twenty years. He has a really good reputation and a clean record. And his shelter home~ ... it is one of the best in the city. The staff there is good as well. Overall, the environment there is suitable for children." He glanced at the two little ones and asked, this time his tone held a lot more seriousness, "But~ .... are you really sure you want to do this. They~ .... The kids must be a week or two old. They are way too tiny to get registered in an orphanage. Why don’t you try talking to their mother? Or if you aren’t the father, why don’t you talk to the real one to take responsibility? Or any other family member?" He tried to convince the other person as he kept looking at the children, his gaze full of pity.
The man with a heavy voice fell into some deep thoughts. After taking a while, he finally said, "The mother~ .... she~ ... she is not in the picture. As for the father~ .... the kids are better off alone than be with someone irresponsible, irrational and cruel like him." He literally spat those words, recalling something that made his face scrunched up. "There are no family members involved as well."
Lionel sighed and said solemnly, "Okay, I get it~ ... I don’t know why or how you suddenly have two newborns with you, or whose they are, but I understand you. Anyway, the orphanage director said, they can be registered anytime. You can go even now."
The other one nodded and added, "You will be the one who is going to take and register them there."
"Uhhh? M~ ... me~ .... MEEEEE? WHAT? Wh~ ... why?" Huhh? Why wou~ld I?" the one named Lionel fumbled and hesitated, listening to his friend’s words.
"Yes, you," the second one pointed towards him. "Only you can do this," he claimed, his stance firm.



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