The Bakery Girl // n.h

Chapter 35: Family

Bel's P.O.V:

"Where were you?" My mother asked me worryingly, her lips were already twitched into a pout.

"Out with Havi and Mila" I answered her, frowning by the fact that she's mad at me although I told her I was going out with Havi and Mila.

"Without permission?" She asked, narrowing her eyebrows at me as I sighed deeply, I told her that I was going out and she have accepted, why is she acting like she haven't?

"Mom, I swear I've asked for permission and you accepted, forgotten?" I ask, clearing my throat as I rested my bag on the kitchen counter, grabbing a apple from the fruit bowl.

"You haven't--" She cut herself, pausing and thinking for a second. "Oh, yeah, you did. Sorry love, looks like I'm suffering some memory loss" She admitted sadly, still managing to smile softly at me, I shot her a wide grin and hugged her, reassuring her it was nothing.

"Don't worry, it was nothing" I explain and she nods, smiling sheepishly as I sat on the kitchen counter, beside my bag, munching on my apple as she went back to dish washing.

"So, where have you girls went?" My mom asked me, still washing the dishes as I decided to help.

"Mall, we went shopping and I bought some new clothes for my wardrobe" I smiled as I washed the dishes, scrubbing the sponge in quick pace on the dirty plate.

"Any cute boys?" She added amusingly, making my eyes shot wide, what have Havi and Mila done to her?!

"Ma! What?! You know I wanna finish my studies and then try finding a partner, what have Mila and Havi done to you?" I cried out dramatically, faking a few tears which made my mom laugh loudly, throwing her head back as she let out a deep chuckle. She have a beautiful laugh.

"Just wondering" She smirked as she continued washing the dishes, making me groan in frustration as I continued to wash along.

"You know, you can't decide when you'd prefer to fall in love. Falling in love is something coincidental, you may fall in love tomorrow, for all I know" She shrugged, making me chuckle lightly, I dried my hands and exhaled deeply, taking in her every word.

It's true. The fact that I may fall in love tomorrow or after tomorrow or it may take place 10 years later. But right now, I think sticking to my studying would be the right choice.

"Your facts stay true, but I don't think I'm ready for love..." I trailed off, making her eyes shot up and meet my own gaze. Her eyes twinkled with amusement as her lips twitched into a goofy smile, and I knew she was trying to hide a laugh.

"And you think I was? Sweetie, I fell for your dad recording to a really bad timing, I, myself, was suffering from family problems.." She confessed sadly, her lips twitched into a sad smile as she looked away. I was kinda feeling sad for her, so I rested my head on her shoulders, wrapping my arms around her in a comforting hug.

"Hey, mom? Can you tell me how you and dad met?" I asked her, my own eyes glinted with curiosity as I saw her smile sweetly.

"Of course, well, from where shall I start?" She asks me, her soothing voice made me smile back.

"From the very begging" I answered quietly as I saw her inhale deeply, preparing to finally tell me the story I've been waiting to hear.

"Me and your dad met at London's Central Park, our story is quite amusing. I was sitting on one of the benches until you came--" She stopped herself, her eyes widened as I shot her a curious and confusing look. She smiled nervously, her hands trembling a bit.