The Lost Dynasty

Chapter 40

The rain did not spare one styled hair.

"MERI BAAL!" (Translation: MY HAIR!) the middle age auntie cried out. All the leaders in traditional clothes managed to cover their heads with dupattas (scarfs). Whereas others are less unfortunate.

The sky became to ask as the clouds blow mightily.

Kyda, her mother and her grandmother manage to safely make it back to their house, which wasn't far from the park. They entered into their house soaking wet, as droplets of water from their hair and the hem of their clothes were made and fell onto the wooden floor leaving watermarks. "Leave your shoes at the door, we don't want you to bring mud in" Dr Mahmood told her off again as if she was a little child.

Kyda couldn't hold it in.

Yes it was a little thing but why couldn't she see that Kyda is legally an adult... full grown adult.

If she wanted her to act like an adult, then she should be the one who treats Kyda like an adult?

"KNOCK IT OFF!" She bursted out all her tensions without any hesitation. Everything that was bottled up from her mother scolding her in-front of everyone to the girls around her age making fun of her behind her back and let's not forget the aunties also having to comment about her.

Nana (grandma) and Kyda mother stood there in a moment of weakness, confused... possibly dazed.

"Chikho mat" (Translation: Don't shout) her grandmother spoken without any knowledge of the context.

"Did you just raise your voice at me?" Her mother brown eyes bulged out as she threw her drenched umbrella to the ground, displaying her fury by her own daughter actions. But Kyda couldn't stand to even look at her. Not because she was disgusted or mad at her mother... but because she was upset with herself. How could she act in such a malice manner towards the ones who brought her to this world? She couldn't tolerate to show her tears to her mother.

She turns on her heels and made her way, headstrong towards the stairs till her mother grasped onto the hood of her raincoat dragging her back down. Kyda almost lost her balance and fell, due to the wet soles of her trainers. But managed to regain her balance and faced Dr Mahmood with fury plastered on her face "WHAT THE HELL? YOU COULD'VE KILLED ME!".

Flames appeared in her mother eyes.

Let the fight begin.

"HOW DARE YOU TALK TO ME LIKE THAT!" the mother roared, resulting Kyda to slightly falter but didn't allow the instant regret wash over her. "HOW CAN I NOT? YOU CAN'T GO A DAY WITHOUT DEGRADING ME!" her eyes began to gloss and sting. "DEGRADING YOU? NOW YOUR TALKING NONSENSE!" Her mother wasn't backing down, she was furious by what she was hearing that she deems to be lies, from the cause of attention seeking.

"YOU DO IT ALL THE TIME!" at this point Kyda was crying out "YOU COMPLAIN THAT I'M NOT DOING ANYTHING WITH MY LIFE, YOU COMPARE ME TO OTHER KIDS THAT YOU BARELY EVEN KNOW AND TELLING ME HOW YOU WANT THEM OVER ME!". Dr Mahmood blood boiled "I DO NOT!" but Kyda wasn't having this and boldly interrupted her. "YES, YOU DO, YES YOU DO!!! YOU MAKE ME FEEL LIKE I'M NOT GOOD ENOUGH TO EVEN BE YOUR DAUGHTER!" on the steps, Kyda began to tower over her mother instead the other way round.

However, this blew a fuse with Dr Mahmood. Her mother has become an uncontrolled flame that was obstreperous and turbulent.

"IF YOU ACTUALLY TRY TO FIX YOURSELF MAYBE I WOULDN'T BE SO EMBARRASSED".

This resulted Kyda to hitch her breath and leans back slightly as she can't believe by what she just heard.

"W what?"