"Fine, I'll get married if you and daddy has found a decent guy for me." I gave up, finally.
Mom looked so happy when I finally agreed to get married. All this time, if there was only one conversation about marriage, I would definitely walk away from them. To get married before 30 was never in my bucket list, but yet, their reasons made me opened up my heart to agree to them, reasons that left me stunned and speechless.
I recalled a day when my Mom and I were walking on the beach while enjoying our matcha latte that we bought from a cafe nearby. We talked about random things that we saw on the beach, made jokes to every silly things that we saw until we found a perfect spot to sit. It was a perfect beach date for both of us-breezy evening, the sound of the waves, and a perfect spot to watch the sunset. We took a moment of silent until Mom suddenly put her hand in my hand. She looked at me and smiled. "Weird," I thought because Mom was never like that to me but I was drowning into her beautiful wrinkled eyes.
"You know, your dad and I are not getting younger. We're getting older, our hair started to turn grey and our skin are getting wrinkled and dried. But I'm still beautiful and sexy though, hahaha..." She said while giggling.
And then she continued while looking at me, "Look Lucy, we are not going to be with you forever. One day, when our body are too weak and we've had enough of this world, we'll leave. And when we leave, we can't be with you by your side anymore. We can't take care of you anymore, or be with you on your happy and gloomy days. This is why we want you to get married with someone that will love and take care of you like Mom and Dad. Someone that will cherish you like we do. Someone that will be with you through your thick and thin. I know that to let you go with someone that you love will be the hardest thing for both me and your dad because you're our only daughter, but ... at least we know that you already find your happiness so that we can be at ease when we're older." Mom said softly to me with tears filled her eyes."
My heart broke a little when she said that, I cried a little and I thought maybe she was right, maybe I do need to agree to them sometimes. I took me a few days to think about it before I finally said, "Yes, I agree to get married." But deep in my heart, I know that some plans in my bucket list would not be done if I got the title "Mrs."
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"I agree to get married but with my conditions. You will find a guy for me, a very decent good looking guy with a good job, good family background, has the husband material, good smile, and the most important one is that he is a GOOD guy. And one more thing, maybe you'll need to find this 'prince charming' within this month, can you?" I told my parents the criteria that I want for a guy to be my husband. Mom and Dad who sat in front of me were giving me a surprise look.
"What criteria is that? You know it would be so hard to find a guy that you desire within a month! Ni fengle ma?" Dad finally spoken. I know that he's quite furious when he suddenly put his hands on the armrest. Mom too was a little surprise with my 'proposal' until she's out of words to say.
"I know it may sound ridiculous but this is about finding me a husband, right? It's about who I'm going to spend my lifetime with, so I guess I'll get married if you can find me a guy like this," I shrugged while saying this. I wondered too whether this was just an excuse for me to not get married or maybe this was really what I want to fulfill my parents' wish.
Mom and Dad finally agreed to find me a guy who has the criteria. Afraid of their choices? A big of course, but I think I can trust them because I know my parents would always have a good eyes on men.