Novel & Cerita How To Annoy Your Mom

“You little thing, you’re closer and closer to your dad now.” Aino snickered. “The next time your dad pisses me off, I’m not going to be expecting you to back me up anymore,” Aino said with a woeful sigh. She playfully raised her eyebrows at her mother. “Mom, if you don’t do anything that would piss my dad off, he would care more about you than me. So, wouldn’t it all be fine if you just don’t do anything to piss him off?” Sabrina asked with an angry grunt. “Then, Aino Ford, tell me, what are the things that would piss your dad off?”

my mother whined, barging into the room. I kissed my teeth in frustration. “I have told you to knock before walking into my room,” I responded angrily. At that point, everything was annoying! I needed to think of something fast enough. “What is making you so worried and cranky?” my mom asked, walking further into my room. Doesn't she take a clue? “Mom! I am curious about what Raven is doing! Is she living well? Is her relationship with that punk still rosy?” I clicked my tongue.

“The woman told you what she thought of this marriage. You still went against her, sure, we are going to consider accepting that. But do not press on her more than you already have.” I nodded, taking a step back, knowing not to argue with mom right now. If she was angry, then it was often best to leave her to calm down before I’ve properly spoken to her. For now, she was going to keep doing her best to annoy me, and I wasn’t going to be foolish as to upset her.

On her face were sleep lines etched into her skin, slightly pinkish and standing out distinctly. "Not good, huh?" I remarked when I noticed the look of annoyance in her eyes. "You know what they say, Mom," I smiled. "Revenge is best served cold." She rolled her eyes and rubbed at her neck. "When did I ever do this to you?" "Oh, I don't know," I shrugged. "Only over the entirety of my life as a child and as a teenager. Face it, you like it," I said, stepping into her room. "Now you're going to tell me when you're going to the hospital, or I’ll send the car. Pick one," I said.

I speak accusingly. “I annoying?” He asks shocked, placing his hand on his chest and continuing.” I'm the coolest person in this house! Everyone loves me and I'm a nice and friendly guy, you said yourself that I'm nice and hot the other day, and now you're saying that I'm annoying?” He questions. “You're being annoying! Mom tells him he’s annoying.” I say looking at my mother. “If you haven’t stopped arguing, now I’m going to go in and see the test results!” My mother-in-law says threateningly.

I covered my ears using my two hands because she's really an ear sore. Here we go again with her loud and annoying voice like there is an amplifier inside her vocal throat. Asian moms are really annoyingly loud especially my mom. Growling. "Mom, mom! Can you please tone down your voice? It's just six in the morning and here you are shouting at your handsome son. Can't you be considerate with the neighborhood as well whose hearing your voice?" "Who told you I cared about them? And also stop lecturing me, Enzo! I am your mother. Hurry up and wake up, I don't want a slow man."

She can be so annoying at times but I love her so it's okay that she's annoying me. "I'm not in the mood to party, Betty. Why don't you just invite Luther?" I said to her and was about to walk upstairs when mom suddenly blocked my way, her stares were like a dagger to me. "I already told your friend that you're coming with her to that party," Mommy told me causing me to raise my brows at her. "What? Shouldn't I be the one to decide if I will come or not?" I asked mom in surprise and she acted like she was thinking deeply but I'm sure she was just trying to annoy me even more.

“Yeah, she’s like how’s Valentine doing? Why are you two not going out? And stuff like that.” “That’s sweet of her,” “It’s not sweet, it’s annoying.” I uttered bluntly. To be honest, my mom’s starting to get annoying. I’m not going to blame her for asking those questions, but I don’t want to be bothered with it. It’s getting in my head, and I don’t want to fuck this up. “Anyway, I have to go now,” “Okay, I’ll see you in a bit then,”

"Mom, why are you in such a hurry? We've just met each other. I even don't know if he likes me. After all, your daughter is not any other woman." "Calm down and get a hold of your temper. Don't say whatever that's on your mind. Be smart. Men like to act like girls who act cute. You should change the way you act. Don't be so impatient and fierce. You should play cute often, alright?" Anna agreed and said, "Mom, I can't let him wait too long. I have to go. I'll talk to you when I have time." After hanging up, she stuck out her tongue and muttered to herself, "Act like a cute girl? I don't know how to do that. Making a fuss is all I know!"

Mom looked at me while wiggling her nose a little bit, disgusted by my unladylike manners. "Yeah!" I shrugged and smiled at her. "How many times should I tell you to eat like a young girl? This is really annoying!" she cried while flicking the pan here and there slightly over the stove, making the little pieces of carrots turned a little bit rosy. "Yeah! Yeah! Whatever!" I snickered and went through the cupboards to find some skittles. "Don't you use that tone with me, miss!" my mom cried, a little bit too over dramatically.