Secret Love Nest 2018

Fathers

Me: (smiling at my lover) Have you thought about being a father yet?

Qing choked and coughed as coffee dribbled from his mouth to his chin.

Qing: (glaring at me) What the hell, Dayu? A little warning please!

Me: What? I just asked you a question...

Qing: No. You dropped a bomb at me.

Did I? I thought that was an innocent inquiring question.

Qing: (wiping his mouth) Why are you asking questions like that? Is it because Father's Day weekend is approaching?

My eyes widened. 

Me: Father's Day weekend is approaching? Truly?

Qing: (frowning) Under what kind of rock have you been hiding yourself? Every TV station has been announcing it. Father's Day is this weekend.

Me: Truly? I have no idea.

Qing: (confused) Then what is up with your question about being a father? Are you pregnant?

Me: (face scrunching) No! I just. I talked to your mother yesterday...

Qing: (groaning) Oh no. Did you just talked about something weird again? I swear...I think I have to impose a rule on you and Mama. You guys talk to each other too much. Maybe we should limit it.

Me: (snorting) Stop overreacting. We just talked. And we talked about nothing weird. It was a simple hi, hello and how are you conversation. Nothing to get your panties twisted around.

Qing: Then what is this about being a father bit?

Me: I just remembered that Mama asked for a grandkid on her last birthday. And since it looks like JiJi and her husband is having a hard time...

Qing: (eyes widening) You want us to give her grandkid?!

Me: What? No! I just...I don't know, think we owe it to her to at least start thinking about it. What do you think?

Qing: What do you mean we owe it to her? Dayu...

Me: Look. We promised Mama we will talk about it. Having kids. And yesterday while we were talking it suddenly clicked on my mind that I feel guilty towards Mama about something. And that something is this. We promised we will discuss this and yet her birthday will come again and we still haven't discussed it. What?

Qing: (sighing) Yeah. You have a point.

Me: I mean...I am not saying we will start thinking about having one. But we have to at least talk about it. Right? We both promised.

Qing: (nodding) Yes. You have a point.

Me: So...let's talk about it?

Qing: (after staring at me for moments) Okay! Sure! Let's talk about this.

We stared at each other, in total silence.

Me: (sighing) Why don't you start?

Qing: (shaking his head) No. (gesturing at me) Tell me what you think. Go on.

We stared at each other again.

Then we both sighed.