Secret Love Nest 2018

Evil Spaghetti pt2

Mama: (hugging JiJi) Are you feeling better? Why didn't you call your husband?

JiJi: He is having a meeting with his father for a business matter they have to discuss. I won't disturb him about something that is gone now. I feel fine already. I just had little spots, they are ugly but I think they will be gone by tomorrow. Qing is the one who ate most of Dayu's evil spaghetti.

I gasped, Qing groaned while Baba eyed us.

Baba: Dayu cooked the pasta you ate that trigger your allergic reactions?

JiJi: Oops.

Qing: (glaring at his sister) I thought we agreed not to tell them about Dayu's evil spaghetti?

I cannot believe them.

Me: (glaring at the Wang siblings) I just left to call your mother and you already put a nickname for my pasta? Evil spaghetti? How dare you both?!

JiJi: (looking at her brother) Well Mama is worrying too much. I thought it will be better if she will worry about you than on me.

Qing: You are throwing me under the bus so Mama won't pay attention to you? I thought we will downplay this?

Me: (snorting) Like how you downplay my accident in the balcony? You made a big issue out of it! Involving our parents and my friends. Oh it's payback time...this is your karma, Wang Qing.

(Oh Dayu don't do this...)

Me: (looking at Mama and Baba) I almost killed Qing with oregano. His throat swelled up.

Silence met my declaration and admittance of a crime. Then Baba chuckled while Mama put a hand on her mouth to control her laughter. JiJi giggled as well.

While Qing...he sighed and pass me my phone.

Qing: Call your parents and my friends. Tell them what you told my parents. Come on...spread around how lame I am. Why not? What? I will die and it will be because of oregano? How douchy is that? How uncool?!

Me: (blinked several times) Oh...is it uncool? To die because of oregano?

Baba laughed loudly this time. Mama smacked Baba's shoulder.

Mama: Stop laughing. It's no laughing matter. Qing almost died.

Baba: (trying to control his laughter) I'm sorry. I can only laugh because I am seeing that Qing and JiJi are fine now. But that is really something, Qing, our tall and brutish son, can be mortally damaged by...oregano.

Mama: It's not funny.

Baba: Your son is fine. Look at Qing scowling...he is fine.

Baba winked at me. I gave him a little smile of gratitude. Baba is being all cool to think that I almost killed his heirs with spaghetti and oregano.

But really...who would have thought that Mama has an allergy on oregano that she passed on to her children? It's all really unfortunate...

Our visitors soon said their goodbyes. Mama hugged me.

Mama: No more cooking with oregano for you, Dayu ah...