I was still blinking my eyes when I saw my mother was dressed neatly beside me, because for the last two nights I asked my mother to accompany me to sleep, in my room. Dad doesn't mind because he knows that after I get married, it's impossible for me to spoil my mother like this. I am very happy to be with Mother. We exchanged ideas, Mother listened to my feelings and gave me a lot of positive energy.
So I still want to sleep all night in her arms.
"Mom... Where are you going? How come you're beautiful?" I asked in a low voice.
"To the traditional market, honey. You go to bed first, it's still at this hour." I don't know why I don't believe that you go to the market?
