A Crush On My Husband

14. A Crush On My Husband

ANASTASIA'S POV :

On my way to his place, time spent together with him sequenced themselves in a row like a movie in front of me.

"Issa let's play!! Enough sleeping!!" I call him out from the entrance of his house.

"Ana dear, go to his room and wake him up. He neva listens to me. If he hears your voice, he'll get up immediately." His mom, Tara says.

"Okie-Dokie mom." I smile at her and run towards his room.

Tara is his mom. Her roots lie in India. She is a wonderful person with a great character who follows her ethics strictly. Joseph and Tara fell in love during their college days. They settled down to marry eachother and finally were blessed with a beautiful baby boy. He was named Issa Anushk.

I have neva had the habit of calling him by his name. As to my knowledge,I'm the only one who calls him by his surname.

"Issa!!! Issa...getup!! Let's play!! I wanna play football!! Getup!! Getup!! Getup!!" I shake his body to wake him up.

"Annie...please....let me sleep for another 2 minutes.."

"No."

"Fine.. For 1 minute?"

"Nooooo!!!!"

"Fine...For 20 seconds...please.."

"No. No. No" I placed my hands on my hips while kneeling down on his bed beside him."I'm neva gonna talk to you if you ain't coming. now." I tell him right away. Instantly he gets up to sit abruptly on the bed and I begin to giggle.

"Why you do this Annie?? Can't we play later??"

"Nope" I shake my head from left to right.

"Fine" he whined.

"Kids, have some snacks and then go play." Tara calls out to us.

"Fine mom!" Both of us say simultaneously.

"Jinx!!" Again we say together. Hearing that, we both begin to laugh out loud.

The scene shifts to the day when Tara died. She had met with an accident and was declared dead.

"Issa...please don't cry. Mom hasn't gone anywhere. She's just gone to visit God." Issa was his mom's boy. He loved his mom dearly. When she died, he was heart broken. She left him all alone and headed towards her heavenly abode when he was just 10.

"When will she be back Annie...?? I know I was a bad boy. I neva listened to her. But I promise I'll apologize and be a good boy. Ask her to come back Annie...please...I want my mom back.."

"Mom knows that you're a good boy,Isaa. She loves you and she's always around you. She will be back as soon as she visits Him."

I place my arms around his shoulders and we sit in silence, in his room. The only sound that could be heard were our wails for our lost mom.

Tara was a warm and a kind hearted person. She had loved me as much as she loved her son. She was one of the perfect examples of a motherly figure.The first time when I met her, she was totally pleased with meeting me. She had asked me to call her mom just like how her son calls her. From then on, I've seen her as my mom.

Tara has always preferred us to stay together. During childhood days, the only best friend I eva had was him, Issa Anushk. Since we were the only kids at our respective home,the loneliness brought us together to become the best of friends. We ended up becoming close and tight buddies.