"Excuse me Mr.!" Ivan shouted as he ran towards the young man
"Ivan, let's go home!" I called to my son, chasing him before he would embarrass me further, but I was too late because he was already holding the man's hand.
Shit!
"Mr. Do you have a girlfriend?" Ivan asked and I just wanted to evaporate out of embarrassment
"Huh?" He asked laughing "you're so young, what do you know about girlfriends?"
I was a little relieved by his reaction, atleast be was taking it as a joke
"I'm not a kid anymore, mama said I'm a big boy and I'm the man of the house, that's why I'm asking you, if you already have a girlfriend." He said, as if he was talking to his age mate.
I just rubbed my forehead, because I didn't know how to stop him.
"Why do you want to know?" The man questioned out of curiosity, he should just walk away. I don't know why he's egging Ivan on.
"Because if you don't have a girlfriend then you can marry my mama so that I can have a dad." Ivan answered.
Bloody hell!
If it wasn't risky to leave your child with strangers, I would have left him there and ran home out of embarrassment
I heard the man laugh again, he was probably so shocked by what Ivan was saying
"My mom is single and she works too much, she doesn't have any time to go on dates"
"Where is your mom?" He asked
I turned around immediately, scattered my hair in front of my face to hide it a bit and pretended I didn't know my son.
Damn that boy and his big mouth!
The man might even think I made Ivan approach him.
"There she is, she's really pretty, you'll see, come let's go meet her" He shouted excitedly pulling the man towards me
It took everything in me to stay planted where I was and not run as fast as I could leaving them behind. I'm still young and fertile, I can have as many children as I want later on, since this one has decided to betray me.
"Mama, look!" he announced
I slowly turned around, still hiding my face a bit with my hair.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw that he looked at me from head to toe and scoffed.
"I'm sorry kid, but your mom is not my type" He said.
"Huh? Why?"
"It's nice to meet you kid. You are so smart and handsome, fortunately you did not inherit your mother's looks, you should be really thankful for that. Have a good day madam" The man said and walked away
What!
What?
Did he just call me ugly?
Did he just call me madam?
"You son of a bitch!" I shouted after the man.
"Mom! You can't shout that" Ivan scolded
"Ivan!" I yelled in frustration.
Is he even really my son?