12. She Is In Trouble?

DIYA

"What do you mean? You won't listen to me?"

My mother's scream felt like it would burst my ears. I looked at her in complete anger and that's when another slap landed on my face.

"You wretch, what do you think of yourself? You will show eyes to me?" She scowled, pulling and twisting my ears brutally.

"Maa, leave," I shouted, in the end, pushed her.

"Diya," she was surprised by my sudden reaction.

I have never misbehaved with her such, no matter how much rude she is to me, I always quietly bore her accusations and loathsome words, but not now.

I have bore enough, it's my time to shine now, it's my life and I want to live it on my own terms.

"I am done. It's enough now. I am leaving for work right now. Don't you dare to come behind me. Do whatever you like and let me do my own," I shout at her, even though it broke my heart to misbehave as such.

"Don't you forget Diya. I am your mother, I have given birth to you. I have raised you and you retort to me in this way?" She shouted at m