MARTHA'S POV
Two days later, Ferran and I were discharged from the hospital but before we left, something happened. As I was leaving my room with my family, Lily and Marcus, someone was kneeling in front of my door. I looked at the blonde hair and I knew who it was…it was Ferran's mother.
I wanted to kneel by her side because I had no idea what she was doing but my dad pulled me up.
"What are you doing, Mrs Jonathan?" asked my dad.
"I…I came to seek your daughter's forgiveness!"
"No ma, it is alright. There is nothing to forgive and I totally understand you ma!" I said. It was quite embarrassing to see someone kneel before me. It made me remember when I used to kneel before Dr Matthew Stone as his sex slave. Those were the dark ages of my life and though she did bring back those memories to me, I could not hate her or even think of treating her like trash. I could just feel that her devotion as a mother has swallowed up every other thing in life and sometimes would make her act before thinking. She was blameless in my sight. If it was my dad, he probably would have thrown the person through the hospital window. But there were some things I was just not understanding. Like, who could have made Mr Jonathan's wife, Elsa Jonathan, to kneel. Even her husband would not be able to and that means whoever had ordered her to do this was someone of great authority…definitely someone in The Organization. She could have easily written me a note accompanied with a gift and that would have done but here she was, her old knees on the cold tile, husband nowhere in sight, her pride made to lie before me and she was pleading.
"No, you are just saying that. I acted rashly because of my son. As you know, he is the only child I have and his death…is certainly my death. I cannot bear to lose him also. I want you to understand and please forgive me!" she said in a tearful tone.
I knew that she would continue pleading if all I did was to nudge her to stand up. I decided to say how I truly felt and also genuinely forgive her so that we could both be on our merry ways. I could not wait to go home and be pampered. At least, for the next two days, I was off chore duty! Amazing!
"I would be a liar if I said I was not disappointed by how you acted ma, but I guess I would do the same if I was in your shoes." I said and she lifted her head.
"So, do not be like this. Please stand up!" I said with my parched throat. She stood up and we were standing on eye level.
"Before I tell you the word you want to hear, there is something I want to know," I said.
"Tell me darling, anything!" she nudged.
"You said something about me bringing trouble to the organization and that is why things have not been going fine. Please can you shed more light?'
"We need to get you home Martha. This conversation should be postponed" said my dad as he grabbed my hand and tried to pull me with him. I tried to maintain my ground and not go with him.
"No dad! You would not tell me anything and I..I need to know if there is any way I am being a burden to the organization." I said.
"Let's assume that you are Martha, what next? Huh? Nothing! There is nothing like that child. Let's just go home!" said my dad.
"It was just said out of anger and because of the moment. Please do not mind me! You know words should not be taken to heart when said out of anger." said Mrs Jonathan.
"Alright, if you say so. I was thinking it was something else. I forgive you ma, I will be on my way now" I said and I pulled my hand out of my dad's secured grasp. I bowed to her and she did the same to me and I walked away from them.
They followed me to the elevator and my brother punched on the right keys that would take us to the garage.
I said nothing throughout the ride home and kept on staring at the window. Tomorrow is Christmas and I definitely have no intention of ruining it for every one. Even the streets showed the Christmas festivity and there were decorations, everyone and people performing some sort of art for the love of Christmas by the way, as we rode home.
I got to a house filled with Christmas decorations and presents. It seemed they had taken their time to make the arrangements while I was recuperating.
"Do you like it?" asked my dad.as he sat on a one seater chair.
"I do, it is beautiful! Extremely!" I said sincerely.
They had made every part of our house a more lively look either with a touch of red or a touch of green or the both colours. The house was really very festive.
"We have Lily to thank for this. Since we are all men and the lady that used to participate in the decoration was on a vacation in the hospital, she was the one that chose all these beautiful things" said Seth.
"That's beautiful. Thanks so much Lily!" I said and she smiled. Such a cute lady!
"She does have a keen eye for good interior decoration. But we have an issue" said Michael.
"What issue?"
"We need to go shop for the food items that would be needed. Dad would write up at least and we would split ourselves into two groups. A group would be in charge of getting the items another would be in charge of completing the decoration!" said Michael.
"Alright!' Everyone cheered.
"The teams would be, Team Martha and Team Lily. Lily stay at this side while Martha stays where you are. Martha's would be part of those who would complete the decoration because of her health. We don't want her buying the Christmas turkey and end up fainting like a turkey!" said Michael and everyone either laughed hard or chuckled.
"Wait till.im.strong enough to choke you dry!" I said and he gave a playful punch to my shoulder.
"That hurt dude!"
"Nothing you can't handle lady-dude. Does anyone want to go with Lily?" asked Michael and he looked at Marcus and Seth
"I'll go with her" said Marcus and everyone turned to face him.
Now, that's new!
"I'll also go with her!" said Seth and I rolled my eyes at him. Cock blocker!