When jasmine checked back at the wall clock, it's already past eight.
She's been trying to reach her granddaughters since an hour plus, but yet none of them picked up the calls. Infact, they turned off their phones, which made jasmine became more worried.
Her hair by now is now a total mess like she was struck by an electric.
Hmm, yeah. Maybe electrocuted. Frustration has a lot to do with that. I guess.
She grabbed the second iPhone 14 which her son, Justin, had bought for her few weeks ago before leaving for L.A, from the glass center table.
At once within a blink of an eye, she began dialing her son's number.
Justin has to know about his daughters wellbeing, especially when she believe they're beginning to turn into something else.
Yeah, something awkward. And trust jasmine, she can't take it. She's not ready for her son's ugly side by the time he returns.
Jasmine would be lying if she said her son loves her, more than his daughters.
"Shit!" She cursed as soon as the phone said *THE NUMBER YOU'RE CALLING IS NOT AVAILABLE AT THE MOMENT, PLEASE TRY AGAIN LATER. THANK YOU.*
"But why now?" She sighed tiredly as she slump lazily on the couch.
The girls turned off their phones and now the father is not reachable? What the fuck is up with these people?
Firstly, her granddaughters want her to get an heart attack, by the way she's not ready for death this early.
Jasmine still believes she hasn't enjoyed life, not one bit.
Her son is woman-less, permit that word. Not my fault. Justin has no woman by his side. His mother jasmine has to do the whole chores of mother parenting.
It's not easy for her. Despite they have helpers and workers in the mansion, yet it doesn't count enough.
She has no option but to contact the state cops immediately. They must have missed their way back home.
But wait a second, how possible is that?
Fifteen years old grown-ups? Don't believe that.
Those girls are big enough to take care of themselves, why the stress for the innocent poor grandma?
The panic is almost killing her.
After contacting the police and giving them the necessary details, she grabbed the A.C remote control and pointed it towards the A.C, aggressively.
It didn't turned on because of her impatient.
At least jasmine, don't pour out your fiery anger on the poor Air conditioner who is just doing it's cool job right there on the wall.
"Andy! Andy!" She yelled out the name of one of the workers in the great mansion.
Seems like Andy is deaf, not until she yelled out another time *The third time*
"An-" She stopped. Andy is now standing right before his madame with head down and hands crossed down like he was handcuffed.
Jasmine battled hard to controlled the urge of slapping him so bad.
She gritted her teeth and clenched her hands, "Why is the Air conditioner stressing me?"
What a weird question, ma'am. How is that any of our business? should we turn into the air conditioner ourselves?
Andy slowly lifts his head up towards her. Still scared to look directly into her eyes. "M–Ma'am...?" He stammered, *Meaning I still don't get it. I'm not Mr fixer, Hello?*
"Fix it!" Jasmine snapped aggressively as she tossed the A.C remote control towards him.
If Andy wasn't cautious enough, It'd had broken his face or maybe his head.
At once, he grabbed it right on the air.
With just one porch of a button, the Air conditioner regain it's duty and began working normal.
"Fierce mother of violent." Andy mouthed silently, like he was whispering to himself.
He head back to his duty post with a frowned face. Hope no one's watching.
**
"I had to keep out of reach of children," Calvin laughed as he responds to Justin.
The guys (Calvin, Ryan, Justin and Donald) are having a men conversation at Sebastian's place. Right at the garden area.
It's sunny hot, what else to do? Everyone's back from their long time trip and had to chill alone without the women getting involved.
"Still, they don't look like adults." Sebastian walked in. He is on a gray baggy pant and white Dior zip-down hoodie, which isn't zipped up fully. *Exposing his hard broad chest and down to his torso. He had extra three bottles of cold Desperados. Two joined on the left and one on the right.
The guys cheered as soon as he entered. As if a king has just gotten into the palace.
Sebastian sat right next to Justin. "It's been a long time, man." They fist bumped.
"Long time, no seeing." Justin helped him with the bottles. Grabbing two bottles for himself *Only.*
Calvin corked off one bottle and began to pour into the glass.
The cool coldness of the drink, sent foggy around the glass as it foams up to the lid.
"How is she?" Donald asked Justin.
Oh! Who is he talking about now?
Justin's brows furrowed a bit confused. He placed down his glass after taking sips down to half. "Mom? Ava? Aria? Everyone is doing great."
Oh no Justin, that's not what Donald meant. Of course he knew they were all doing well and fine. So what do you mean, Donald?
A smirk appeared itself on Donald's lips. That's not what he was actually talking about.
Calvin could sense something coming. He smiled. Awaiting for something to get spilled.
"I meant to say 'Her"
The others looked at Justin. Everyone with an eyebrow curved upwards. They hoped Justin knew and understood Donald very well because they do.
As if Justin understood where donald is heading, he poured in more desperado into his glass and gulped it all in one go.
He never answered to that question. How could he? What is left of him to say?
The same question he has been avoiding for years is still reviving itself further again?
He was going to pour in another glass full, then Sebastian held his wrist, "Hey, take it easy man. You're gonna explode in a drunken way."
"Uh-huh, drunken monkey." Ryan chuckled on his drink.
"I know where this is heading, a woman, right?" Justin rolled his eyes. "None." He faked a smile.
Okay, can someone please help this guy with one?
"Handsome, classic, hot, cool, everything, yet nothing gorgeous beside. Like seriously, who does that?" Sebastian sighed. In pity for his friend.
*How weird, by now you haven't gotten a mother for the kids?*
"This guy needs help." Donald stated.
"Urgently," Calvin added.
"I'll get the bill board ready," Ryan added.
"Please as soon as possible, I'll contribute any way." Sebastian laughed.
Justin was almost getting freaked out from his guys crazy words. These people are worse than weirdos.
"What the fuc-"
Sebastian quickly placed his hand softly on Justin's shoulder to interrupt him. "Ava and Aria needs a mother who'd look after them."
Justin glare at him, Sebastian grinned. "So what happened to mom? Isn't she more than a mother already?" Justin scoffed with arms crossed. Brows upwards, busy waiting for an urgent reply.
Sebastian was going to say something in response, then Ryan interfered.
"Aunt won't live forever, neither you. I mean she's not gonna perform the other side, right guys?" His drink has finished, he borrowed Sebastian's bottle.
Speaking of the other side, you should know where he is heading to. Every guys needs that tutorial and balance diet. I swear. Trust me.
Justin shook his head helplessly for his guys. How crazy and stupid they are.
Not their faults. They all including him are all jobless today, if not, these wouldn't have been fleecing out.
Anyway, he is not mad over it. Infact, he is used to everyone he knows, asking him to get a woman to mother the girls.
But the mother of his daughters are not dead, neither is she invisible to not be seen.
According to the people who witnessed the story of his kids and how they came about, they all said the same thing. Including jasmine his mother.
The mother of his daughters is still alive but why hasn't she come to check on the kids for long? How cruel could she be.
She abandoned two beautiful girls since birth and never cared to show up all these years?
"If I ever set my eyes on her, I swear, either she or me will be casted out of planet earth." Justin gritted his teeth as he cursed. His fingers clenched around the glass.
One would pray so he won't break it up. Or maybe let in a crack on the thickness.
Furious!
His veins flexed within his muscles. He is super crazy.
"Okay, calm down and take it slow." Donald stated calmly, his hands on the air busy demonstrating 'Calm down.'
They knew how crazy he is right now. It's not easy for a man to watch over babies till they became grown. Though, his mother did the main job in parenting the twins but still not enough.
There is nothing compared to a motherly love and likeness.
The affection, attraction and connection is always there to put bond between them.
"Now, do you think if Ava and Aria finds their mom someday, they'll welcome her?" Justin asked Ryan.
Ryan was speechless. He exhaled and crossed his arms on his broad chest.
His cousin brother is right. Ryan had to place himself in Justin's shoes. If he were to be Justin, and something like this do had happened, he would have done something worse than similarity with what he had said.
With the mood and appearance of Justin right now, The mother of his kids better don't show up forever. Infact, for life. Because he'd not be sure of what might happen on that day.
He swore.