My Mother Has A System But Won't Use It Mga Nobela at Kwento

My mother sits across from me, quietly accessing me. “I’ve noticed there have been many nights that you haven’t come home. I know you weren’t with Zahara because she hasn’t been anywhere near here. Please tell me that you aren’t going against your own plan. Please tell me that you aren’t letting your mate cloud your judgment.” I look down at my desk, not wanting to meet mother’s eyes. She has always been able to see right through me and it’s quite annoying.

I saw the pity and guilt reflecting in her eyes. "What are you talking about? What kind of mother are you to say something like that about your own child?" Mrs. Davis used her frail body to shield me as she tried to reason with Mom to make her back down. But Mom was never one to be reasoned with. Sneering, she gave me a cold glance that sent chills down my spine. As she raised her hand, Mrs. Davis still stood in front of me, perhaps unable to believe that Mom would resort to violence against her. But I knew better. Over the years, Mom had hit more women than I could count.

Then I poured in water. While I fumbled in the kitchen, unsure of the next step, knowing fully well that after this, I didn’t even know what more to do, I saw my sick mother struggling to walk out of her room. She was very weak and tired. She was coughing incessantly. This was one of the signs we saw when she was due to using her medication but she hasn’t used it yet. “What are you doing mum?” I asked her when I saw that she was slowly and struggling walking towards my direction.

" I have been trying to make her computer works but im failing. The technician said that it will cost me more than buying a new set." "Then why not buy a new set?" " I just thought I could use your mom's, it will be perfect if it works so I can feel that whenever I use it, she's was there." My facial softens on what he said. He does miss my mother. Who wouldn't,? Mom was the best and the coolest! " so after knowing that I can't fix it, I put it all back again in boxes and ordered a new set." I look at him, I was still confused. "but why do you want to use a computer, dad?"

Her entrance was far from subtle, and I couldn't hide my surprise at her unexpected visit. "Mother," I began, my voice betraying my bewilderment, "what brings you here?" Her response was immediate, sharp, and unapologetic, "I can visit my son's house whenever I please, Tyler. Don't question that." I decided not to engage in an argument with her. Instead, I allowed her to voice her reason for being here. However, our conversation took an unexpected and contentious turn. She launched into a tirade, airing her grievances about my treatment of Brenda. I attempted to defend my actions, to explain the complexities of the situation, but my words fell on deaf ears. My mother continued to berate me,

He even added the last word hastily because his innocent mind thought that maybe by pleasing this mysterious lady with such respectful manner would make her help him more. "Negative, host. The system cannot influence other people. You were only mended because of the system's connection with you through your soul." the female voice responded to Maru. "How about that technology you said. Could it restore my mother's health?" Maru asked once again. The conversation about how to get food was completely forgotten. He did not care about that food fabricator at this moment. What was on his mind was only to hope for a possible cure for his mother. Even how little that hope was because it is human na

I exclaimed. "Why not?" my mother said, her tone casual, as if we were discussing the weather. "That's too sudden," I said, my voice rising in pitch. "You can't spring something like this on someone without warning. How will she react?" My mother waved her hand dismissively. "Don't worry, I'll talk to her. I'll just tell her it's all part of the plan." I felt a wave of panic wash over me. "You can't just manipulate her like that," I protested. "She deserves better than that."

That card had never declined before. “Of course. I’m so sorry.” I immediately reached into my purse and dug around for my wallet. “I’ll take care of it.” The woman nodded professionally and guided my father and me toward the nurse’s station while two more people rushed around us to get into my mother’s room. The moment I reached the counter, I pulled out Justin’s card, the one he always insisted I use whenever my mother needed anything. I hated touching it most days, especially now. I didn’t want to have to rely on him for anything, especially not something as important as this.

I did a full firewall against her changing my new program, she can't update or change them, that if she could manage to be good enough to have access to her PC, to try and temper with the new program. Now that was out of the way to get my bots back, I first need to get my mother's attention, I could do the same and temper with her bots, but those aren't enough for her. She's my mother, after all, she knows my tricks, she'll just get her programs back on, but a way my mother couldn't ignore. I had the perfect idea for that, she's a businesswoman, bad publicity isn't just publicity for us, my statement would ruin their company.

I need some answers to my questions and the only person who can help me find the answers is my mother. I didn't knock on the door this time.I pushed the door open and walked into her room.She was on the wheelchair as usual, looking at the flower garden through the window. "Didn't I ever teach you how to knock?"I clenched my hands into a tight fists.My mother turned around slowly with her wheelchair and looked at me with raised eyebrows. "Why didn't you ever tell us that we have a forbidden bother?"My mother froze when she heard my words…