Duda Cool Find a Mate

Chapters. 13

Heh. I exhaled. I think my chest is tight.

What day is this?

Why am I so fucking unlucky today?

But is it an unlucky day? Ah, I don't think there is. All days are good. How can I assume there is an unlucky day?

I immediately contacted the lawyer, asking him to take care of my car that was ticketed at the police station for parking carelessly.

Remember, yeah! Do not park carelessly.

Can I blame Aqila, because looking for her, right, I don't see a parking-banned signpost.

After I felt everything was in order, I went straight home. Mood - I was damaged by that. It would be useless if I forced myself into the office and took care of the work. What is, will even more ignite emotions facing employees who can make a problem or other problems.

I chose to book a taxi online instead of asking for a driver. Ineligibility. Huft.

Alright, forget for a moment about that woman named Aqila. Focus on myself. Facing Mama at home with all her romances.

The car stopped in front of the gate. After paying and saying thank you, I rushed down. After closing the car door, I stepped wide into the open gate.

"Jiang, Boss. Which car? How to take a taxi?" ask the security guard not to have manners.

Since when does the subordinate take care of his superior.

"Lu, don't have to scaly," my cynic who immediately made the security guard backtrack. A second later the man bowed respectfully, then apologized repeatedly.

I ignored him, then shook the hand of the sign not caring.

I quickly left the man heading home.

Weary. That's how I feel right now.

Tired of heart. Physically tired. Tired of mind.

Arriving in the living room, my head turned to look for the figure of a woman who usually sat on the sofa, waiting for the return of her son. The sofa looks empty. I don't know where, Mama.

"Bus!" I call out to anyone who can hear my voice.

There is no lawfulness. "Bus!" my ul.

"I-yes, Sir. Sorry again at the back," said Bik Rom with a gasp of breath.

"Which mom?" ask me without bases - stale. Moreover, it must ask for his broken breath.

"The lady is coming out, sir," he replied still with a gasp of breath.

I'm pissed off. And then he kicked it out with a hand signal.

No need to wait for my voice. The middle-aged woman rushed to leave me alone.

Then , I went to my room. Breaking down seems fun. Reduced fatigue.

Just as my body felt the softness of the mattress, the shadow of Aqila's face flashed in the eyes. Suddenly, I also tiptoed.

Get out of bed, then go to the bathroom. You have to soak in order to cool my hot head. It felt like there was a smoke in there.

About an hour later, I was soaking in warm water until I fell asleep there.

Wake up because you hear a bang on the bathroom door. Definitely Mama.

"David, you're inside!" exclaim Mama.

"Yes, Ma!" lazy reply. I still want to stay here a long time. I don't want to go back to the real world. Just sleep, sweet dreams.

I walk with a towel wrapped around my waist. Ignoring the wet body and hair, I opened the door.

Mama looks ruffled around her waist, her face implying anxiety. He also paced back and forth near the bed.

"What's up, Ma?" my many. Occasionally shaking my head made this ceramic floor splashed with water from my wet hair.

"Look, you were dealing with the police. Is it all right?" mama asked worriedly as she looked at me.

"It has. It was taken care of by Tomi. Lazy David took care of it. Why?" I walked into the closet, choosing clothes and pants in origin.

"You're this. Why deal, anyway?" Mama clucked in annoyance. Then sit on the sofa by the bed.

"David came from the parking lot because of hunting, hunting," I replied while wearing a T-shirt that I had taken earlier.

"Hunt why?" Mom looked towards me. His eyes were fixed, waiting for my answer.

"Ma, I'm gonna go put on some pants. Mama just come out." I'm getting ready to wear shorts.

Instead of leaving, Mama even more fiercely glared at me. What's wrong with your son, Ma?

"You are not polite. Cook Mama kicked out of Mama's own nursery. Have you forgotten where you were born? From Mama's stomach, David. You can - usually throw Mama out of here," said Mama.

"I just want to wear pants. I didn't move Mama out of this house" I was upset.

The pants I was about to wear, I put them on my shoulders.

"Partially, you are .. instead of changing in the bathroom. Instead, here in front of the parents. Not polite," said Mama.

"Yes, Sorry. That's why I'm wearing pants here, huh." I am wearing pants. Then I sat down on the sofa next to my mom.

"Aww!!!" Mamas has always been so, dragging my ears seemed to be a pleasure in his own heart. Ah, Mama.

"Basic, recalcitrant. I've become a widower still a wayward like a child," great-grandson Mama. "Continue, why did you hunt in the streets. Again chasing the prospective mother-in-law so?"

Uh. How could Mama know. Though I haven't told Aqila the matter to anyone. Including Mom.

Or, don't - don't, just play guess - guess.

I thought for a moment. Is it possible because at that time I told you I had met the woman that Mama promised and it turned out to be the wrong person?

"Where can you guess that?" I asked with a fixed look at the woman who had risked her life for me.

"Just take a feeling. A mother's feelings are often right. His son may be reluctant to tell his complaints or even feel hesitant to tell his sadness. It could be, because she did not want her mother to be sad. But know David. A child has been living in the stomach of a mother for nine months. What his mother eats, his breath is his mother's breath." Mama paused her sentence.

Then continued, "for that, a mother has a strong inner bond to her child. So, who's that woman?"

"I haven't seen him yet, Ma. The man is hard to find" I replied weakly.

"Whoever he is, not once - you hurt his heart. Just once you waste a woman's heartfelt feelings. Playing your wedding. Even separated. Don't you do it again. This time alone .. Promise Mama you will really."

"Yes, Ma. I promise," I'll give it back. "Well, you really won't be dancing with another woman to introduce me to?" many doubt.

"Why?" My mom asked back.

"Yes, no. I want to know about that woman. I feel like there's something I don't understand. Maybe curious or a taste .. I don't know."

I'm shaking. The shadow of Aqila's face re-attached to the eye patch.

"See his condition later. If you find that woman. Yes ... forced Mama to find another woman," said Mama.

"Ma, I'm an adult. Not a child anymore" I protested.

"prove. Bring him here to see Mama."