It is not long after that incident, Fluke got call from his mother, informing that she wants to come over that weekend. Fluke wouldn’t mind his mother to come over because he will be just at his apartment then.
He works for a gallery that sales all of his art at, well we can say at a quite high price. Earth is his mediator with the gallery. The prices of his works also decided by Earth. He just loves to draw and making sculpture and money not really his thing. As long as he can buy his equipment, he can eat well and send some to his parent, he don’t really care how much his earn from every arts sold. But all of that matter to him ever since his mother comes that weekend.
His mother told him that someone wants to hands him on a marriage. It is such a jokes to him. He is almost 24 years old, for God sake. And wasn’t it his job to ask someone for marriage not vice versa. But looking at his mother and hearing at her tone, he knows that she is serious. She also told him that he will have his *omiai (formal marriage interview) by end of this month which not more than three weeks from now. He assures her that he will come to the omiai since his mother seems not to believe in him.
Fluke tell that story to Earth and he gets the same reaction when his mother told that to him. But when he thinks about it all over again, his mother is right. He won’t be at his 20ies all the time. He will age and surely he need companion. He thinks omiai is not a bad thing. But from his mother’s tone, he knows that his parent really hope that this omiai would works. And at that time he just realized that he forgot to ask his mother for his omiai partner’s picture.
More important than that, Fluke put the omiai case aside and focus on his art that need to be done early if he wants to attend the omiai.
His apartment in mess as he just completed his latest art and his stomach grumble. It’s been 3 days from the last time he walks out off his apartment. And this time, not knocking on the door surprise him, but ringing of his phone. Fluke searching for his phone by the ringing sound and successfully fishing it out from bunch of paper on the floor. The ringing ended as soon as he wants to pick up the calls. He scrolls over the screen and found out that the call was from his mother.
He wonders why and one thing crossed his mind. OMIAI!! He opens up the calendar apps in his phone and today is March 27th! The date for his omiai! He rushes to bathroom, dress up as neatly as he can as he need to catch up with the time. He makes call to Earth informing that the art is done and he tries to send it to the gallery as early as he can. As the call ended, another incoming call ring and Fluke pick it up while he tries to stabilize his breathing when he manages to seize in the cab.
“Fluke Natouch Siripongthon! Where are you, son?!” His mother mother’s volume up one octave and Fluke needs to distance his ears from the phone for a bit to protect his hearing ability.
“I’m on my way to the omiai, mom. I may be late. Can you hold on for sec?” Fluke tries to cool down his mother. After being nagged, his mother cut off the phone. Fluke just smile sheepishly to the driver. The driver only nodded and smile back at him.
When Fluke arrive at the venue, he dash to the room that his mother mentioned at the phone earlier without taking notice of his surroundings. He knows he is late. Very much late. And he really doesn’t have time to take a look moreover, appreciate the serene view. He only greet by the scene where only his parent are there whilst the other party probably already going home. Fluke tries to catch his breath and his leg feels like already detaches from his body.
“How about the omiai?” His parent simply shakes their heads and Fluke sigh at that. He misses his chance to meet with his omiai which, may be, his other half.
His father pats his back, give some encouragement. Fluke smiles bitterly to him, and divert his eyes to his mother. His mother kneels in front of him and straightens his crumple shirt. “You work so hard to attend this omiai and we know it the best. May be he just wasn’t made for you,”
His mother soft tone makes Fluke raises his face, looking direct into his mother’s eyes. His mother wipes sweat all over his face and he just realized his shirt drench in sweat. Suddenly he heard his mother giggling, “Mom think, they will be really shocked if you come all sweaty like this,” Fluke only smiles upon hearing his mother’s chuckles.
“But I really want to see him,”
“He, your partner is busy and I don’t think it is that easy to just simply arrange another omiai,” his father answers him. Fluke give another sigh before an idea come up from his simple mind. “Then, I’ll just marry him,”
***tbc***
A/n:
Sorry for short update 🙇 I'll make it up in next chapter!*omiai - it's a Japanese traditional custom in which a woman and a man are introduced to each other to consider the possibility of marriage (source : Wikipedia since I'm not good in explaining the meaning 😅)
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Shirobara
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