Father Pleaaseee!

ADEN - A MOTHERS HOPE

I agree she is beautiful. Everyone could see the perfectly jet black eyes that shone like sunlight on polished coal ever illuminating the soul yet full of warmth and safety. Her hair was so thick wild and free. Even the faintest light already made them reflect an indigo blue color. Lips had a natural cupid bow that if not careful could send anyone into a sensual state of intoxication. Her skin naturally tan not sun-induced. A perfect goddess.

However, I saw her from a different angle. She was beautiful from within from the love she gives and the way she expresses her soul. I bet if she could wrap around her arms on the soul of the world everyone would feel loved. A true curve of softness and love. From every angle, she saw a new perspective, easily formed relations, and is fun to be around. It's been a while since I've enjoyed myself while conversing with someone. She is an adult no doubt but she still has the exuberance of youth.

All these traits make her the perfect companion to any man. A rare piece of jewel. Unfortunately, my decision is already made. She's a mile too late. Nothing can change my mind.

I am going to become a priest. A servant of the lord. One to mend the hearts of the broken, to shine a light on those in despair. My parents aren't happy with the idea. As a matter of fact, they are against it. They think guilt drove me to this decision. Maybe they are right or I'm right either way I see nothing wrong in helping those in need and directing people to the right path.

In a way I envy Aurora. In losing her memories she's had a second chance to begin afresh with nothing holding her back. It's a gift in disguise. But then again I know how scared she must be deep down not knowing who she is or where she comes from. I wonder if there is someone out there looking for her. I hope everything works out well for her. As for my soul, I can already feel it beginning to heal. Perhaps in rescuing her I have rescued myself.

'Come on, can we go in now? I want to take a look,'

'Be patient,' I say.

'I will if you stop moving like an old man,'

'I am an old man,'

'You wish,' she giggles

'I am really,'

'Old people tend to walk facing downwards. I don't see your back curved,'

'You don't? It must be the clothes. They are too buggy,' I joke.

'Yeh ... Yeh .... Anyway I hope there is food. Did you buy food? I'm starving.' Aurora chatted away. She has been like that since we left the hospital. It's funny even during her stay in the hospital, though in pain she encourages other patients even told stories to the young ones. Everyone loved her from patients to doctors. It felt as if she had shares in the hospital or owned the building rather. She even promised to pay them a visit from time to time and help out as soon as she had figured her way around. I wonder how her life was before. I hope she was always this happy.

Giving in to her request, I opened the door and ushered her in. I haven't been here in a while ever since we moved to the states. I remember this place though like if it was yesterday. My pride, my home. It outlasted all other houses in the neighbourhood. It has been in the family for four generations. I opened the window allowing the air to rush in. The fragrance of grasses and flowers jumped out at me. This place has always been so peaceful. So beautiful makes you always want to daydream. If only I could manage to convince dad not to tear down the house.

A vibration from my pocket brought my mind back on track. Even without checking the screen, I picked it up. Only two people in the world are genuinely concerned about me; my mom and stepbrother. One of them must be calling to check up on me or scream. I hope it the latter.

'Hello,'

'Aden, how dare you leave without telling me?'

'Ma, I knew if I told you wouldn't agree to it. I've hinted it to you a couple of times before though ma,' I answered ruefully. Ma has always been dramatic but I don't blame her. What she has been through was a nightmare and I will never forgive myself for not being strong enough. That is part of the reason why I chose this path. To help the people who were in similar situations but have no way out.

'Don't tell me you're still into that foolish idea of yours? Over my dead body Aden. How could you? I wa.....want grand kids someday,' she sobbed. One who didn't know her would find her sobs heart-breaking. Only I knew this was her way of getting around things she wanted. Her tears were a weapon.

'Ma, please don't,'

'No Aden. You and I have been through a lot. I can only trust you as the heir to all our fortune. Only you can carry our legacy forward. It's your right and duty,'

'Ma, Adam is there. He is interested and has already learned some ropes of the business. Why not give him a chance?' I set the phone on the table, putting it on loudspeaker mode. Aurora had been right I'm hungry myself and though she is busy touring the house I have a feeling she will be here any minute.

'You make me so angry that I want to spit nails. I love you both but Adam is more like his dad. I will not be surprised if he is already into some shady business. Son your bottom line is on the roof while your brother is at the bottom of a grave.'

'Stop exaggerating Ma, I'm sure with guidance everything will turn out well. He is a good guy deep within. He just craves dad's attention a little more,'

'mmmhhh how deep.' I couldn't answer that. How could I? I love my brother and though I will never give up on him, I want nothing more than to turn him around. Of late he's been hanging around Uncle Jim. He has been like an angel to us and saved mom and me from misery but I would never swear on his personality. He is great to us but to the rest of us not so much. Uncle Jim is my adopted dad and Adam's biological dad. With him, we never lacked a thing from roof to food on the table. He is not totally bad. Let's just say a little better than the scumbag that sired me but his heart and soul would probably need renovation. So all in all I come from a wealthy family.

Uncle Jim would like Adam to take over the reins as he and I don't see eye to eye on most matters and ma would like me to take over. She believes only I can turn the business around and make it clean. But then again I'm almost a hundred percent sure the high-end police knew about his dealings and helped cover for him. To turn the business around the family will definitely break and it breaking is equal to crashing ma's heart. How can she not see that? Uncle Jim and I share a common trait. We are both stubborn. So far no one that I know of has died by their hands though their methods are extreme. If it gets out of hand I will intervene. For now, everything is okay.

'Ma....'

'Aden, is the food ready? I'm starving,' Aurora interrupted oblivious to the ongoing call.

'Shit...shit...shit', I heard myself swearing out loud. Something that I promised not to do now that I intended to turn a new leaf.

'Aden Anderson is that a foul mouth I hear?' mum too quick to notice my slip scolded, 'darling what's your name?'

'Aurora madam,' she responded nervously while mouthing a sorry. Her apology face is something to die for. Mr. Bean doesn't hold a candle to her.

'Don't call me Madam. You, my dear, can call me ma. Okay, enough of the interruption. Adeeen.' She said then hung up. Only I know what she meant. She must be beaming with faith and hope that her son will now become a man.

'Don't just stand there. Come on,' Aurora said licking her fingers almost halfway through her meal. She has a healthy appetite. Amazing