My Mother Has A System But Won't Use It Novels & Stories

“Well, that's all up to you, Matilda. I already did my part by opening an account for you on the app. Whether you choose to join or not is entirely your decision. But don't say I wasn't a good friend solving your problems with Michael. Now I've got to go. Bye.” She hangs up before I can even say anything and I throw my phone on my bed with frustration. A knock comes on my door and mom peeks in her head. “May I come in, dear?” I nod. “Sure. Come in.” Mom walks in and I sit down on my bed. She smiles at me before she walks over to my vanity table and picks up my hairbrush. “Do you want me to brush your hair for you, sweetie?” I have not touched my hair in a long time since my wedding to Michae

"That's why I can't lose that job." "No. No. You're not going back to Italy," my mother droned on. "I'm getting that promotion. Then I'll just...get another loan. Don't worry about the bills." "No. Not another one. Please." I sighed. Merely hearing the word "loan" was enough to make my brain and wallet hurt. My mother would be working till she was 80 if she didn't stop trying to solve our money problems with more bank loans. "Don't get another loan. I'll figure it out."

Burning money, we didn't have. My mother began draping her hand over his wide-set shoulders, patting his back, trying to soothe down his temper. "Eaton, my dear. Rethink this, please? She is useful to us, she helps us with Evan." How, my own mother seemed so detached when speaking of her only daughter, did its best to sting. I was no more than a mistake now, in her eyes. Something that she did and unfortunately, now could never get rid of.

she said. "That's—I really didn't need to know that," I said, making a face. "You asked about my therapy compliance," she pointed out. "That's the reason. Your father has surprisingly effective motivational techniques." Despite everything, I felt a laugh bubble up. This was my mother—even in her most vulnerable moments, still capable of being inappropriate and making me uncomfortable. "Mom," I said seriously, "about Lumina—"

"I have gout, but walking and jogging on your treadmill helps." "Are you taking your medication correctly?" "How could I not? Your mother puts the medicine right in front of me so I can't forget to take it." Mom could be as scary as a witch sometimes, but she could also be caring and loving when she chose to be. And Dad, he would always be pampered by her. "You don't have to worry about anything here, because the problem is outside," he pointed out. "I heard about your plan and I don't like it, Michael."

"Your cousins are all downstairs, and Allah knows it's been ages since you last saw them. You are going downstairs to see them even if I have to drag you by the ankles. Do I make myself clear?" "Umma..." "I don't care whether you are an adult or not," her mother said. "I am still your mother, and you will do as I say. Otherwise, I'm switching off the WiFi router and you are forbidden from using the Internet for a month." Not waiting for a reply, she walked out of the room briskly, leaving Afrah to wonder why she didn't just take her things and run away once and for all. Mothers... They were the strangest creatures to have ever existed. But then, what would the world be without them?

I said. “Don’t worry my mum can stay with her, I’ll tell her you have something to do at work and I have to attend a friend’s wedding so we aren’t really lying,” she said innocently. “I’m sure your mum saw the news,” I said. “Have you forgotten my parents don't even know how to use a phone properly, they aren’t just a fan of gadgets they prefer the home telephone they think gadgets are changing the world,” she reminded. “That’s true I almost forgot their take on gadgets, I think that will be saving us this time,” I said.

Everybody says that I'm the younger version of my mother. "Your granny finally agreed to visit the doctor. She is coming tomorrow morning and told me to book an appointment." Mom sighed. "That's impressive, mom." I laughed. "And I don't wanna hear any complaints from her about you. Be careful when she's here." Mom smiled tightly. Well, my granny, my mother's mother never agreed to visit the doctor so we have to manipulate her in many ways. She thinks that she can heal without medicines and the doctors are useless. They just prescribed a bunch of medicines and that's why she became more weak.

I should just let it go. *** "I'm not feeling well today and I don't think I'll be able to go to the market." My mother said, tuning on the couch she was sleeling on. " I had used the last money on me, to settle same customers I owed in the market. That which you had sent to me last month, I used it to pay the utility bills and also paid part of Brandon's school fee. I don't know exactly what we are going to do. Everything is completely finished in the house."

I remembered that Monday was a holiday, and the company would return until Tuesday, I couldn't bear not seeing her, so I made a video call, but she doesn't answer, I insist ten more times and my patience is running out “Why do not you answer me?” “Because I'm with my mother, stop bothering me!” “Don't make me say hello to your mother… answer!” “Damn Andy, I'm with my mother, I don't have her by my side at all times, her situation is getting worse, I'm taking care of her, she has a crisis, and the hospital here doesn't have good care, don't be desperate, bye”.