Hazel still hadn't gotten out of bed. For some reason, the stylish young man was still reluctant to prepare for the campus. Until Cynthia had to approach and pick him up in his room.
"My handsome darling. Why aren't you ready yet, honey.." Cyntia coaxed into a hug with Hazel who leaned back lazily. Cyntia gently stroked Hazel's hair and landed a small peck.
"Is something bothering my son?" Hazel shook his head.
"Don't lie my son, there must be something. Tell me," Hazel took a deep breath, should he tell Cyntia about his giddy feelings? How is it possible, If Cyntia knows he wants to always be close to Vira, what will his mother say.
"Is it about a girl?"
Hazel immediately straightened his back, wondering whether his mother had a sixth sense so that she could read his heart.
"No, not mom!" Hazel lied. Oh, can not. How can a mother's instinct be lied to?
