I KNOW WHO I AM

Chapter 22 (Mom)

I scrolled my phone as I wait Oat in my car. I already told him that I won't wait for him at the lobby because I was so lazy.

'Knock. Knock' I hear a knock on my window. I unlock the car and let Oat enter the car.

"Hello stranger!" I greeted him.

"Sorry, wrong car" He replied then pretend to get off from the car. I laughed at his action.

"So, are you ready to meet your number one fan sir?" I asked him while driving out from the parking.

"I'm nervous" He answered while fidgeting his position on the seat.

"Why should you? Supposedly the one that should really nervous and freak out right now is my mom. You don't know what she did to the house since she knew you were coming. I bet if she have time to paint the whole house, she would do it."

Oat just laugh at my answer.

"Did she really like me that much?" Oat asked me.

"Yupp! She really like you" I responded.

"What about you?"

"Well, of course. If not, I won't be friend with you" I said casually.

"I wish it could be more than that" He said.

His answered makes me confused.

"What do you mean?" I asked him.

"Nothing" He replied.

I could sense something wrong with him but I just choose to let it go. Maybe he got some problem that he doesn't want to share with me.

When we arrived at my house, I asked Oat to help me open up the gate. Yeah, I'm not rich and my gate is manual okay. Need to lose that fat a little by open up the gate by our own energy. As soon as Oat stand in front of our door, my mom greet him with a big smile.

"Welcome to our house Oat!!"

Oat just Wai my mom. (Wai is Thai greeting that consist of slight bow with the palms pressed together in a prayer-like motion)

Dew and Day latch on Oat like a leech. I scoff.

"Guys, give him space will you? He won't go anywhere" I said to them.

They ignore me and continue talking with Oat. I just shook my head and help my mom to prepare the table. Well actually I don't have much to do since my mom have already prepared everything. After that, I call them to go to the kitchen.

"So Oat, how long has you know Yan? She is hard to handle right?" my mom asked Oat while putting some food on his plate.

"Not long aunty, it's almost 3 month. Am I right?" Oat asked me.

"Yeah, we can say it like that"

"And yeah, she is pretty hard to handle. She likes to boss me around and always bully me aunty" Oat said to my mom.

"Ohhh.. poor my Oat. Why did you bully him Yan?" My mom asked me.

I glare at Oat and slap his thigh.

"Look aunty, she just hit my thigh" Oat said to my mom.

"Mommmm! He also bully me sometimes, I just copy his action!" I protest.

Oat just laughing at me while my mom slap my thigh on behalf of Oat.

"Why did you sided with the outsider? I'm your daughter" I pouted.

"Because I like Oat, and he is also my son. Oat, after this just call me mom okay? Don't call me aunty" My mom said to Oat.

Dew and Day just support my mom's decision.