Maid of the Billionaire Son turn to be a Instant Mom

I was silent. I quietly looked at the sea and the sun that had almost set. Darkness surrounded me, and the breeze was getting colder. I was sitting on a fallen tree near our house. I've been sitting here for a while. I haven't been quiet before. I don't know how many times Auntie Debbie called. She is Mom's sister, and she lives in Manila. When Mom and Dad died at sea, my brother and I mourned a lot. They were the only ones we had, and then they were taken from us. We weren't ready to face the world on our own. But there was nothing we could do but move on. I didn't finish anything. I'll admit that I was afraid of what my Auntie offered. It's been a long time since I went to Manila, maybe I was eight years old. I can't help but be afraid. I'm afraid to leave my brother here alone, and I'm afraid to work in Manila alone. I didn't know the life there. I don't know what kind of people I can meet there. I don't know. Auntie offered me that she has a neighbor who is looking for a babysitter for her son, who is only one year old. I don't know anything about babysitting. What if I neglect that? "Rhea, are you still there?" Auntie said on the other line. I came to my senses. "Ahm, Yes Auntie..." I said in a small tone of voice. "Oh my! Rhea, tell me if you don't want it!" She said in an annoyed tone. "I don't want to waste time with you! Let yourself rot in the province! Inherit your mother!" I stared at the phone that Mom still owns. Auntie hung up the call. I sighed and looked at the sea again. "Mom, Dad, what am I going to do..." I whispered in the air. When they died a month ago, I hardly knew what to do to keep my brother and me alive. I tried to get into different jobs that I could get here with us. I tried to sell vegetables that we grow in the back of the house, but it is still not enough for our daily life. Especially since my brother Chael is studying in the fifth grade of elementary school. I also tried to enter other jobs such as laundry, selling fish, cleaning boats, and catching fish. But still not enough. Not enough yet. We were evicted from the house where we were living because I wasn't making enough money from the jobs I had, and I couldn't pay our neighbor's store and house rent. Fortunately, Auntie Jenna, Dad's only sibling here in the province, was there. She sent us to their house first. But even if Auntie didn't say it, I knew she was having a hard time feeding her five children, and then we added more. I used to hear every night that she and Uncle Jimmy, her husband, were fighting about household expenses. And even though I don't want to hear it, Uncle always sympathizes with us continuing to live with them. My brother and I are just a help to their family, and we add to the expenses. Auntie defends us, which adds to my shame. They are always fighting, and we are one of the reasons. I sighed again. I really don't know how we can live anymore. "Ate Rhea, I'm about to eat!" I turned around when I heard my brother's voice. He was standing outside the house. I stood up and walked towards him. When it was bitter, I put my arms around him. "Is Uncle there yet?" I asked him as we entered. "Yes, Ate. Uncle brought some fish for us tonight." I nodded and ruffled his hair. We went in, and Auntie, who was fixing the table, came up to me while her children were already sitting. I did not see Uncle. It looked like he was still in the room. "Rhea, come on. Sit down. Your Uncle has brought some fish. Come on and let's eat," Auntie called us. My brother and I sat next to his eldest sibling, Mia. She is fifteen years old. He looked at me as I sat next to him. He blinked when he caught me looking at him too. Of all Auntie's children, Mia is the one I know who understands that they are also suffering. And I know she hates us because we add to their misery. Her four siblings, aged between eight and sixteen, were happily waiting for Auntie. I looked at Auntie's room when Uncle came out. He was dressed in a white shirt and black shorts. "It's tiring to work!" he then sat in the middle. Auntie served her children. "Go ahead, Rhea, go get it," she said to me. I smiled at Auntie. "Just eat a little, sister, huh," said my brother. "Eat a lot, Chael. You're so thin," Auntie said. My brother frowned. "How can you not lose weight? Hey, you don't eat anything," he said with a grimace in his tone. I was stunned by what Uncle said. I knew immediately what he wanted to convey. It always happens, and I can't blame him. I just let it go. He has the right to complain when he is the only breadwinner in this family. "Jimmy," Auntie told him that she understood what her husband was implying. "Why, Jenna? It's true, isn't it?" Uncle said. "Hey, you, Rhea." I shyly stopped putting the rice on my plate and looked at him. "Y-Yes?" "Why don't you just accept the offer from your Auntie who is in Manila? What do you want? Just live here in the province and die here too? Oh, don't feel sorry for us! You won't get anything if you just hang around outside the house and stare at the sea all day! No matter how long you wait, your mom and dad won't come up! What are you—" she shouted.