"My parents... They died?" I said to my reflection on the mirror.
No no, they can't die. Lam has already said that they are in the space, as astronauts. How can they just die like this? And on top of that I can't kill my parents.
"My parents are out of the country". What?? Seriously?? Her parents litellary flew across the ocean, compared to them how far my parents can be?
Maybe, "They haven't entered the earth's horizon yet?" I looked at my reflection on the mirror, which was arching an eyebrow in self doubt.
"Damn!! How do I answer this question?" I say to myself.
Well yeah, my condition is pretty messy. It's just this one question of the many questions that they may ask and that I don't know the answer to.
"Hey Mr. Groom. What's up with you?" M walked in, pushing the door close behind him.
As soon as I saw him, I felt relieved. I walked up to him and rested my chin on his shoulder blade. He patted my hair and my back and said, "What's wrong? Something bothering you? You look rather tired my dear".
"I'm meeting her family tomorrow and there's this question that I don't know how to answer", I said taking a deep breath.
He moved himself away from me to look at my face, "What question?"
"My family".
"Just tell them the truth", he suggested as if it's an easy thing to do.
"You must love me a lot that you want my marriage to be called off", I told him making a face.
"What a load of bullshits!!" he said pushing me away.
We both laughed at that, it was almost as if we both were lightening up our moods.
"Jokes apart. What should I do?" I asked him making a puppy face.
He looked at me as if analyzing something. And then he looked me right into the eyes and asked, "Who came?"
This question is what I was afraid of the most. I didn't want to talk about it, or maybe I did, maybe that's why I brought this topic up at the first place. I debated a while wether to tell him or not and then I decided to tell him either way. Because he's the only one who can help me at the moment without coming up with something stupid.
"Mrs. Kabinson", I gave him a knowing grin.
"Why? Your mom sent her?" he asked without showing any reaction.
"What do you think?"
"Listen R, you can hide these things from her and her family if you take it as a momentarily thing but if it's a lifetime thing to you, which I believe is, then please do tell her, at least HER everything. Otherwise, don't blame me if you guys drift away in the future", a wise piece of coming out of M's mouth.
I took a moment to think about what he said. He walked out of the room and closed the door as I was thinking about it. But when I realized he was going and I still hadn't told him what happened in the USA today, I rushed out to stop him. He was starlted when I called out his name.
"What dude?? You almost gave me a heart attack", M said making an annoyed face.
"I didn't get to tell you what happened", I said with a pout.
"I thought you didn't want to talk about it", M said, arching an eyebrow.
"But you already opened up the box".
"What happened?"
"I was leaving for the airport, but suddenly someone knocked on the door, I opened up...."
"Yeah, that's what normal people do when they hear a knock on the door", M taunted after interrupting me.
"Dude.." I rolled my eyes.
"Go on", he said, like pleading.
"It was Mrs. Kabinson, with Robin and Toby. Honestly I was surprised when I saw them. I wasn't expecting them. And it went something like...."
23 hours ago -
I'm done with the classes that I was supposed to take today. But I spent two extra hours to teach them 1 extra chapter. Just being careful, in case if I miss some upcoming classes. I put on my trench coat and was looking for my watch when I heard a knock on the front door. I was surprised, because nobody here knows me enough to knock on my door. Suspiciously I opened the door, only to find out Mrs. Kabinson, Robin and Toby standing.
To be honest, every time I've encountered a situation like this, has never ended good for me. They always seem to bring me trouble. Actually, Mrs. Kabinson used to be my nanny, I mean she brought me up. And so my mom trust her a lot. But still she's bad news for me these years. Robin and Toby, are my mother's most trusted guards. So, I think anyone can guess who they are presenting here. I mean, of course my mom, my dear mother. I let the door open for them to get inside, if they want to.
"What is it Mrs. Kabinson? I asked her narrowing my eyes as I went inside and sat on the couch. I know that no matter what she's going to say is not gonna be good for me. You know Mrs. Kabinson is that type of woman who has sharp nose, soul piercing eyes and a body of one of those tough women. Her first impression on anyone is gonna be "She the devil". Because typically that's what she looks like. But when you get to know her personally, your opinion about her is going to change. She's a sweet lady, at least that's how she used to be before for me as well. Because she's my nanny, she's been a mother figure to me. But yeah, like I said that was a year ago.
And the reason for the change is probably because I've been disobedient lately. And my mother loves me to death, so she can't manage to say something harsh to me. And that's why everytime she has something she can't say to me by herself, she'll use Mrs. Kabinson to pass that to me. Well, my mom thinks that I don't know about these little tricks of hers. Foolish of her!!
"You've been ghosting your mother. And your mother wants to talk to you", she said as she handed me her hand phone. I didn't want to take it but, there was this stare of hers, which was so intense in the scariest way that I had to take it from her hand.
"Sweetheart, how have you been??? Mama and Dada have been missing you so much!!" a sweet voice said claiming her rights as I took the phone close to my ear.
Yeah, right!! That's my mom!! My mom is litellary the perfect example of childish adult. For outside the world she's the role model of women. She's firm, she knows what she wants and how to get it. She's strong headed against injustice. But at home, to us.... She's literally the most childish woman ever. As far as my memory goes, all I remember is my dad's princess-ing her. And just like that as long as I remember, I've been the most important thing to my parents ever, specially my mother's. I've an elder sister, and I feel sorry for her because our parents never really cared enough for her. Well, my dad did. But not my mom. I was always her first priority. Anyways thanks to her husband for giving her the love and care she lacked. Well, actually she might have just gotten a little bit more love than she lacked, because she also acts like mom now, I mean yeah I understand, it's in her DNA, but still.....!!!
"Mom.... I do too. I've just been busy".
"You mean preparing for your wedding, my love?" my mother said giving one of her sarcastic chuckles. I'm way too familiar with this chuckle by now. This is the exact chuckle that my father gets every time they have an argument.