Chapter 15 - My Sweet Mom

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My mother got up from where she was sitting and lifted me, grabbed my hand, and brought me to my bike, saying let's go home for now as she was feeling restless after the marriage. I also started the bike right away and gained speed after my mom got on the back of my bike only after knowing that she is comfortable on the back of my bike. We reached our house in about two hours. My father has been waiting for us there sitting on the brown-color comfortable sofa by twisting his leg onto the other one for a long time reading the newspaper and in middle having tensed with complete sweat covering his body. Because as soon as my mother left there she called my father and told him that we were leaving the wedding ceremony as all the formalities were completed here. I am the only son of my parents so they care so much about me and that too I was born to them after seven years of their marriage after suffering a lot from her health issues as well as from my relatives. I always think it's a privilege for me to find myself with these parents and they treat me so well. I also think every time, I have to give back something to them in return for their love and affection shown towards me in my life. No matter how difficult it is for those who give me what I want from my childhood. Ours is a middle-class family that did not have all the comforts of my childhood, but now no problems are rolling us in our lives, my father is now one of the most reputable people in this society. So it was also a plus for me to find that girl easily if my Dad supports me in this matter, I was confident that my father would be very supportive of me in this matter just because of my Mom. That's why I was so brave inside me, but the only fear was where that girl would reject me by any chance. However, when we reach our home, my father comes forward to meet us in anxiety and asks a lot of questions, how does your journey go on? Is everything okay? Why is it so late? Did the bike in the middle get any repairs? If so why did not you call me? Kept asking us questions over and over without letting us answer. However he was confusing, he wanted my mother to reach home safely because my Dad loves my Mom a lot no other person does in their life. He had no fear about me at all because he knew I would reach safe anyway and in any condition, he knew my capacity very well that I had a lot of courage in me filled with a lot of guts, I could hit anyone with my personality that I could escape from any danger I faced in my life and I could stand up for any problem, but my Mom was all fear of not being able to tolerate looking at me in the situation. so my dad was so scared because we were late. "Nothing happened dear, why you are taking so tense about us when I am with my lovely and daring son? You know he is my courage, right? We are of utmost safety and the bike is not even repaired anywhere in the middle of our journey. We just stopped in the middle and we have been taking some rest for a while. So it's been late, nothing more than that. Be cool my dear husband" My Mom comforted my Dad for a long time feeling him out of tension, grabbed his hand, and take him into the room, telling me to go to my bedroom and have some rest for now and she would call me later after the dinner is prepared. I also went inside to my room and freshened myself after the long journey. Very deeply thought about her by placing both my hands under my head leaning back on my bed and staring at the ceiling very seriously as of the plan is going to appear at the top. I started my plans already in my mind. How to find her? How to find her address? How to talk to her after knowing her address? There are so many types of plans. Even though I already have a plan in my mind, I'm thinking a lot about what to do next if that plan fails.
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