Mae Knows Best - A Mini (Ficlet) Series

Part 1

A/N : I know I shouldn't try to write another ff, but.. but.. *shoves a mouthful of chocolate roll cake to my mouth* my recent updates seems to be a bit dark and gloomy and I wanna try to cheer myself up. Lol. So here, have some light and fluffy theme na kha~

Oh oh.. I plan to make this a changeable POV na.. I mean.. One chapter for Sing, the next will be Krist's. Repeat. Okay na kha~ *wink wink*

It's Sing's POV

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Sing was bored. His Por forced and dragged him to go to his reunion, demanding him to take picture of the occasion. It's a free labor! His Por really taking too much advantage of his son's profession. Sigh. It's not like he would refused at any rate. So, albeit grudgingly, he set to work.

Click. The sound of the shutters was barely there in the noisy room full of people. Sing let his fingers pressing the round button of his camera again and again, bobbing his head as he put one of the earphone to his ear, hearing randomized song from his phone to accompanied him working. He was barely done when his Por dragged him again to one of the table, introducing him to a polite and beautiful couple.

Wow. They sure aged nicely. Was what Sing thought at the time. Not wanting to shame his father, he also politely greets the couple. "Sawasdee khrub, Aunty and Uncle. I'm Singto Prachaya khrub."

"Ohh.. what a polite and kind son!" the aunty beamed, and the uncle nodded in agreement. Inwardly, Sing shrugged, but it seems his Por boasted about him earlier, thus wanting to introduce him to the couple. It was a habit Sing tried to shake from his Por. He was not that great.

"You work part-time doing photography?" the uncle broached a subject, wanting to continue conversing with him.

"Khrub." Sing nodded. He.. somehow got a weird feeling with this couple, because the aunty keep on beaming and looking at him in excitement.

"Sing here, always make sure to give me some of his money from his work." Again, his Por boasted. Sing feels like he wants to dig a hole and disappear from there.

"That's a good attitude to have." The uncle look at him with a kind smile.

"It's nothing, uncle."

"Oh, look! It was Ai' Lek over there!" his Por suddenly said and immediately dragged the uncle to talk to the 'Ai' Lek' and ordered him to keep the aunty company.

But.. you actually order me to take picture of the event, though??

"How old are you now, Singto?" the aunty inquired, seemingly curious about him.

"Ah.." Sing feels like he wants to run from this aunty, he doesn't know why. She seems.. a pushover? No.. Sing can't wrap his head about this aunty at all. "I'm 22 this year, aunty."

"Your Por said you're in your last year in university? It must be hard doing that together with your work." She commented.

"No khrub. It was no problem at all. I chose the field for my thesis in line with my passion. So it doesn't feel like a chore to me." Sing always being passionate when he can talk about it. He is sure he has his future figured out.

"So mature!" she praised and Sing can feel himself being embarrassed being praised like this. He always feel like he should give the best for whatever he wants to do, and it's become awkward of him when people complimented him about it.

"Your lover must be happy having a lover like you." She smiled beautifully. Sing can feel himself melting a little bit, a beautiful person is still a beautiful person after all. The smile ignites something in him to take picture of her.

"Ohh.. Aunty, I don't have a lover now." He replied bashfully.

"Ehh.. really? That's a pity.." the aunty really look sad hearing his answer it makes him wants to tease her a little bit.

"Do you have someone you can introduce, then Aunty? So I don't get lonely." He asked with a winning smile, trying to cheer her up.

"Oohh.." it works, the aunty immediately lightened up and looks at him in excitement. She dug through her purse and search something on her phone. A thrimphant look on her face as she found what she is searching for. She offered her phone to Sing for him to look at. And Sing can't help but blinked at the picture she showed him.

"He's always whining about not having a boyfriend, and I always say; honey one day the right guy will come! And I knew it since I first saw you, you'll be perfect for him!" she enthusiastically said.

Err.. what? Aunty.. you didn't even ask my preference and then just shoved me a picture of a guy? What if I'm not gay or bi?

Thankfully, he was bi, so Sing shrugged it off.

"Um.. Aunty, who is it?" Sing was a bit overwhelmed, so he asked in a timid manner.

"It's my son! His name is Krist, he is 21 this year. Won't you give him a try? Here's his number!" again, aunty replied in enthusiastic manner. She keeps on nagging Sing to take her son's number that Sing accepted in the end.

"So.. Krist?" Sing makes sure. Aunty nodded at him.

"Yes. I'm sure you're the right guy for him. So if you date him, can you tell him I'm right?"

Well.. damn.

"Ugh.. sure, aunty." Sing dumbly said. he was rewarded with a smile and a pat on his cheek for his response.

Fortunately, his Por and the uncle saved him from Aunty to talk further. So he slipped out when they talked again and resume his working to take picture. He shoved the number to the back of his mind as he continue to work.

"She wants me to give you a picture so I got it sent to you." His Por dropped a bomb once they got back to their home. He was almost forgotten about it, but seems like aunty was adamant to get him and her son together she has his Por to sent the picture to him.

"Alright, alright.." he sighed in defeat, ignoring the question eyes from his Por. "I'll be in my room if you need something na.." he trudged to his room lazily.

After dumping his heavy body to the bed and situated himself to be comfortable, Sing grab his phone from his pocket. It's time to finally look properly to the picture.

It was.. not what he expecting. Wait, no, it was within his expectation. Both of the parents are beautiful, so of course, what his phone show right now is a beautiful person. a fair white skin, a perfectly lined teeth, a slightly sharp nose, a smiling eyes, and pinkish lips.

God. Sing never saw someone as beautiful as this person before.

Hm.. so his name is Krist, huh?

With a smile playing on his lips, he got to text something on his phone to the number he got previously. "Are you really such a whiny bottom that even your Mae knows?"

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