Of Roses & Briefcase

Chapter 13

Razlan drove back home feeling disturbed and tensed to the thought of Nadir lying to Myra, claiming himself, her savior. Was he trying to impress her? By admitting something he's not? He's such a phony with so full of crap. Sugar coating words to charm her by presenting a heroic impression, you would really think that will make her like you? That's just plain stupid. I really hope she's not blinded by all that flapdoodle he showed. Really.

Without realizing the time and the busy traffics commonly during the peak hours, he finally reached his mum's place. Though he was driving but his mind was flying elsewhere yet he still managed to find his way back home as he remembered them by heart. After parking his car on the usual spot and locking it, he took off his shoes and carried them inside to have it arranged in the cabinet. The house echoed to the sound of his salam, only after a while Roslina finally appeared from the kitchen.

"Wa'alaikumsalam son. What's with that voice? You sounded.. Upset."

"Hi mom" he greeted her with a peck on her cheek. "Neah, I'm fine. Maybe I'm just tired.."

He's never good at lying and Roslina had known him too well.

Flashback to the time when he was 5, his family has just arrived home from Langkawi for holidays. As it's known mainly for the legend of Mahsuri but not only that, the duty-free shops in town too made Langkawi a famous place to visit apart from the beautiful sandy beaches and the huge eagle statue located somewhere in town. Anyway, Roslina bought so many things which includes pots and pans, plates and of course, chocolates during their visit. Too many stuff until they had to buy another luggage bag, it's like they've been hypnotized by the syaitan, to spend. For all they know, they had become a shopaholic.

As they reached home, she unpacked their bags with the help of her husband, Awaluddin while Razlan was busy playing with his new toy in the living room. After unpacking, she began the search for Razlan who was nowhere to be found in the living room, when she called out to him, he didn't respond. In the end, she found him hiding under a table in the dining room, with his mouth dirty as it left with trails of chocolates all over his cheeks and some got to his nose too.

"Sweetie, did you finish all of the chocolates to yourself?" She said while squatting down beside him. He shook his head continuously not admitting his action because he was afraid that he'd get scolded. All she can do was laugh, witnessing her son's adorable yet cheeky behaviour. "You're not good at lying sweetie, the chocolates are all over your mouth" she smiled and pulled him closer to her, hugging him tightly.

He pulled away, looking at his mother guiltily, "Shorry mama. It was the chocolesh fault! They forced me to eat them.."

"Oh really? How did that happen, come tell mama all about it." She patted for a seat next to her still under the table. Razlan obeyed his mother and began his storytelling.

"Yes mama! They told me to eat them, I hear them whispering to me. It's on the whappers, let me show you." He got up, ran towards the kitchen, grabbed a bar of chocolate and then back to his mother who's now sitting on a chair. "Here mama. Look! It says 'Eat Me I'm delichus" he handed her the chocolate. "Mama are you mad at me?" He said with a frown on his face. Roslina giggled and started wiping his mouth with a tissue thus caressing his chubby cheeks. "Of course not sweetie. How can mama be mad at you? You're too cute!" She assured him while pinching the both side of his cheeks.

In this case, she knew there's something wrong with him, she could feel what he felt too. She could see it on his face, it didn't light up as it always did. No matter how hard you try to hide, mom definitely knows it all. Who doesn't love mothers? You tell me.