Novel & Cerita Calling Mom

My phone rang. "Hey mom." I answered. "Baby, how are you doing? I've been trying to reach you but it keeps going to voice mail?" My mom said. "I've been busy lately... Um, how are things over there?" I asked her. "You know, the usual... I know I shouldn't be calling for these things but- I just needed some money for Carmen's fees-" "Mom, don't do that? You know I'm always ready to help... I know how you're struggling with Carmen and Lilo... All on your own. I'll send you the money you need." I said. Rubbing my eyes.

“Hubby, where’s your phone? I need to call my mother. I need to speak with her, because if Poppy is the one Don Adolfo matched for him, I won’t allow our son to marry Chloe.” Dad pulled his phone out of his back pocket and handed it to Mom. She tapped on the screen for a moment before holding it to her ear. “Mom? It’s Keycee. I think there’s something we need to discuss. When can we meet?” All of us were focused on Mom talking to Mommyla. “Alright, Mom. Ace and I will come over now.” She ended the call and returned the phone to Dad, then turned to us. “Your dad and I are going out for a bit to see your Mommyla. Stay here at the house for now.”

She looked up at me, confused, suddenly interested in the conversation. “For a person to be a mommy, she must marry a daddy and then they have a beautiful baby. Like you, Hayley. Your mommy and daddy had you. But I’m only your nanny, the one who takes care of you. A mommy must be someone who the daddy loves a lot, so that they get married.”

mom remarks “I’m just here to see if anything can help, any clue or anything and besides I don’t have to go to work everyday, i don’t even have to work at all, I do it because I love it” “And now that your other love is missing?” Mom asks, questioning me more with her eyes than her words

"You're lying! I didn't steal any presents!" The words had just left my lips when Mom roared, "Claire Peterson!" She stormed toward me until she was standing in front of me. She grabbed my bloody arm and hissed, "How dare you talk back to Amanda and lie in front of everyone? You have utterly humiliated me, allowing everyone to ridicule me! I have no choice but to teach you a lesson you'll never forget." The pain should have been excruciating as Mom dug her fingers into my wounds. But I couldn't feel anything.

But now, Mom was saying that she simply couldn't bring herself to beat them. What about me? Was I born only to be made a scapegoat, a "sacrificial" dog to force Esther and Emily into obedience? I couldn't stop my tears from falling after learning the truth. I wiped my tears away and glanced at Mom's phone, where a number of netizens had left comments on her live streams and even personal DMs, showing up as notifications on her screen. "Lady, your son's condition doesn't look very good. Is he out of the tank yet? Don't let anything happen to him!"

Mom looked at me with nothing but disappointment in her eyes. I remembered how she used to stand up for him fiercely in public whenever relatives made cruel remarks about him. At charity galas, the mere hint of an insult, labeling him a country bumpkin, was enough to make her spend exorbitant amounts of money just to stand by him and put an end to the ridicule. No matter how busy she was, she always came home on time because she never wanted him to wait an extra minute. I stared at her, unable to look away. When did Mom become this stranger?

Mom was in a rather youthful attire, wearing a pair of high-waisted hot pants today. Despite being in her forties, Mom still had the body of a 20-year-old, probably because she only had me. She exuded the charm of a mature lady. That was probably why Bryan screwed her. “I need a word with you, Carys,” Mom uttered out of the blue. I was still shell-shocked by it all. She took a glance at Bryan. “I’m pregnant.” I dropped my plate with a plop. Getting down to the floor, I immediately picked up the broken shards while my mind replayed what Mom had just said.

“Call your mom.” - -

"No, not just today. Baby, I ask the teachers to give me a module class so I can take care of mom while continuing my lessons. I forgot to text you about this. I'm sorry." "Maddox, you're here." Maddox walks up close to mom. "How are you, ma'am? I'm here to check on you and Angel." "I'm fine. Maddox, don't call me ma'am; you can call me aunt Athena." "Okay, I'll try." Mom just had her lunch, and she didn't eat even half of her food as I checked. "Mom, you didn't finish your food. Do you want me to feed you?"