I bet Allan could explain to me what was happening, but I hoped I was wrong. I just couldn't take it if my best friend had been hiding something like this-this whole time? We walked in a hurry. I had no idea if that guy was chasing after us, but Allan was so uneasy and I didn't have the urge to ask. As I recalled that guy, his eyes were gold. I meant, they weren't gold pigmented, they were literally made of gold. I didn't realize that when we first met because I collapsed. But the second time, I figured that out. He must be rich enough to implanted gold in his eyes. Rich enough to make my body trembling in fear.
I texted my mother, telling her that I was fine and heading home.
"You know you owe me an explanation, don't you?" I said. Allan stopped, he stared at me blankly, "Yes" he said and continued walking. There were the times when I wanted to hit him in the face, and it was one of them.
"But not today" he added, "I think it's better for us to be home as soon as possible..."
"Well... ok?" I said, after all, I was thinking the same thing, though. "Then call me when you're home."
"No... I meant, I'm coming with you..."
"Coming with me to my house?"
"Uh-huh"
Honestly, I didn't mind. But, I had a plan with my mother. "I don't mind but, can you come over tomorrow? I had this plan with my mother, you know..."
"That's great! It would be an honor for me as a guest"
"N- I don't mean—"
"Besides, I don't think we have tomorrow..." It scared me the way he said that.
"Stop talking nonsense you crappy four eyes"
Allan giggled, and it sounded weird considering our situation, "I was always craving for your mother's cooking, if it's not today then I don't think I'll have it another day..." he smiled.
"You just make it hard for me to say 'no', you knew that, and my mother is too nice to say no," I said. Allan made this winning gesture with his hand. I had no choice but to take him with me.
We were close to my house after having a rough day: a hot sunny day, the traffic was in a perfect jam, and people keep honking as if it will help the traffic. Seriously, these people need to learn how to be a proper human in society.
"I think I forget how rich you are..." Allan said all of sudden.
"Say that again and everything happens after this is an accident," I said.
"Sorry... but this elite residence, not all people can afford to live... in... okay, I'll shut up" I kept staring at him with the look. We walked on a paving road, the streets light turned on as the sunsetted. The cars passing by at our left side. Our right side was the woods, pines forest miniature. It would be nice to walk here in the morning, the fog covered trees and the fresh air were good for you. But that was dusk time, and after the golden guy incidence, I thought the sooner we got home the better it would be.
I don't mean to put it that way, but it's my mother who worked hard so that we can live a better life. To raise me without my father around must be hard. My mom was one of the successful business women in the country, she ran this restaurant in many big cities. She always told me to stay low profile, stay humble. The one thing I know is, never take the credits for the things we didn't do. All these good living belonged to my mother, I have to make my own. But to live here was all her right to choose, I believe she had purposes for everything.
My house was right before my eyes, funny how I couldn't remember my last visit here. I opened the front gate and it surprised me of how cold it was. When I walked through a mini fountain in front of my house, I couldn't tell if the water was moving or not. Not even I heard the water splashing.
"Listen, I'll explain myself about what was happening this morning" I warned Allan, "don't add or say anything unnecessary." Allan raised his right hand, "I get it, I won't add anything unnecessary" he smirked.
"And don't say anything that seems necessary to you" I added. "sorry, can't promise for that." he said. I sighed, it was a long-awaited dinner, and things wouldn't get any worse.
I held the doorknob, cold. I didn't want to over think but that was something beyond my rationality, I was clueless and it pissed me off.
"You good?" Allan asked as I came back to my consciousness.
"I am," I said as I pushed the door, "Mom, I'm home" I shouted.
Nobody answered, "She must be in the kitchen," I suggested. I looked at Allan, he was staring at the door. His expression was uneasy as if he was waiting for someone to come up—or worrying someone not to. "Allan, after all the things happened today, your act scares the shit out of me. I'd be pleased if you stop doing that."
"Ah— sorry." He said, "Worry not, Byan. Everything's fine."
We both walked in silence. Suddenly I regret what I said. I hoped it wasn't too much, I just wanted a peaceful dinner with my mother, nothing more or less.
The closer we get to the kitchen, the stronger we could smell my mother's cooking scent. I saw my mother was stirring the cream corn soup, I could tell from the scent. It carved a smile on my face, I didn't know I miss my mother this much.
"I'm home" I hugged my mother from behind to surprise her.
"Whoa-oh hey, Byan" She turned and hugged me back tightly. Once she released her hand she studied me, "look how skinny you are, no wonder you collapsed in the train. When did the last time you eat healthily?"
"I'm fine, Mom. Look how gorgeous your son"
"Right. For a moment I thought you were your father..."
I smiled, "I bet we both shares many things in common"
She looked at behind, Allan waved his hand as a Hi gesture, "so you come too, Allan?" She didn't sound that surprised to know Allan was coming.
"I didn't know what was happening but you both looked terrible. Take a bath before dinner, I still need to finish the soup" she ordered, and that means no buts.
I was on my way heading to my room when my mother called me, "Byan," I stopped, "you've grown up... if only your father was here..."
I smiled, "It's ok, Mom. I have you, and that's enough.",
"Eh, excuse me but which bathroom I can use?" Allan asked, he really did a good job at breaking an important moment. Plus, I almost forgot he was here, and that was awkward.
I sighed, "Come with me".
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Hello, it's me again. I'm sorry I've been in busy weeks lately, too many tasks to do in this semester that I don't have time to continue the writings. But it's a holiday now, so I'm back!! ^^
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