It took half of an hour before we got arrived at the place. He guides me to climb out of his cool motorbike. He lifts my luggage and gives it to me. I almost jump in relief when I saw auntie Felsie running towards us wearing his genuine smile.
"Liana." She hugs me and I hug her back.
It lasts more than a seconds before she realized that she's gripping me. I fake a scoffed just to make her smile and so did I.
"I really missed you. Why you did not visit us? It's been years, I guess." She pushes her lower lip.
She's right, I'm just not in the mood really. I already have plans to visit them but it ended up on plans anymore. I can't stand on my plans. I am so fucking lazy.
"Anyway, I cooked foods. Would you like to taste it?" She asks to switch the subject.
I half nod. "I would love to."
I and Jadster walked inside, while his hand is wrapping around my waist. I really missed him. As I have remembered I went here when I was in college. But now I graduated I had even forgotten to visit them. I am so lame.
When I stepped inside the door I smell an enticing scent. The aroma really evokes me to rush to where it came from. I feel like I know that smell.
"Where is that smell came from?" I ask him and he points his finger to the kitchen.
My feet bring me to there. As I entered the kitchen I saw her cooking. Damn! It was so fucking good. No wonder why Tito Jared loves her. She was so sweet and calm.
I didn't even see her mad at me or even beat me for my wrongdoings when I stayed at them back then. That's why I like her over my mom.
"I am doing this for your own betterment." I recalled her image saying it.
For my own betterment? I think she meant for her own betterment, not mine. It was so weird hearing those from my mother and honestly I almost laugh. Oh! I forgot I did laugh really.
"Are you okay?" She asks and I snap on my reverie.
I Inclined my head. "Yeah. I just feel exhausted, I guess."
I manage to find the humor even though my thoughts keep digging for my mum's state. She beams and back of what she is doing. I put my hands on my cheeks while both of my elbows are leaning at the counter island of the kitchen.
"Do you mind if I ask you a question?" I interrupt.
She turns her head to face me. "Sure."
She leaves a smile before going back to her work. I muster all thoughts I could form. So I can ask her in a serious way.
I pull my lower lip. "Uhm... is that love really matters over career?"
I don't know why I even ask that. Knowing my mother and I was the exact person that really not in good terms. She was really insane and difficult. They're both like a fuck up with her husband.
"For me, love really matters over career. But however, it can be the opposite. We have our own reason why we chose love over a career or the opposite of it. If that would matter for the sake of its future then I can't blame that person." She gasps after saying those words.
"Sorry, I feel choke by my own words..." She laughs.
I half-smile and jerk my head in the direction of the wall. Yeah, she's right. We have our own reasons why we chose between those. But is that really matter? I need love, love from my mother, and not for this goddam future.