In the next morning, my turn to call my parents.
"Hey, you are interrupting my evening, but that is neither here nor there. Though I always happy to see my son to calls. No, your mummy more incredulous that she has had to wait for the call from you," He speared me with his angry eyes from my iPhone.
"Can we stop speaking in code here? You're obviously wait for me to talk something."
"Oh, yes, something," He said curtly.
"What do you mean by that?" My voice cracked.
Shit ! I was in trouble now. Then both my parents already knew, is it included Grandpa and Grandma Mu.
But… But.. How?
"I think you know, son. In fact, I know you so well," He said.
"You two or everyone do?"
My voice still cracking like an opera singer onstage.
"How is that possible?"
My Daddy actually softened his expression a small bit.
