HIS ARRANGED WIFE

Crazy Fam

I stared at my phone, not knowing whether or not to answer his call. I was still annoyed at him. But, I couldn't be annoyed for too long cause he was definitely the only one I liked, and the only one that liked me too.

After so much hesitation, I finally picked it.

"Sup babe?" He greeted as soon as I answered it.

"Hi." I replied coldly. I wanted him to know I was still annoyed.

"Darling..." He called. "Are you still annoyed? Unh?"

"Speak up. I'm busy." I retorted as I rolled my eyes in irritation. He sounded like a dummy to me.

"Ok. Ok. Can I meet you today?" He asked.

I sighed and swallowed a bit. "I'm sorry, I'm quite busy. I've got things to do ok?"

"Oh then. So when can we talk?"

"Emr, maybe tomorrow. I guess."

We were quiet for a while and he finally spoke. "Bye then." He said as he hung up.

I blinked away the tears that welled in my eyes, and hit my chest, trying to hide pain. I was still so devastated. The embarrassment I faced that day was one no girlfriend could ever forgive her man for. But, I had no choice than to forgive him. If I didn't, then I'd be loved by no one.

I grabbed my purse and the dumb bag my mum threw at me, and stepped out of my room.

I walked gently on the stairs and narrowed my eyes a bit to see who was sitting in the living room with my parent.

"Here she is." My mum stated as sauntered to me.

"What?" I asked confusingly.

She grinned at me and held my arms, like a true and loving mother.

"Mia." She called calmly. "Why don't you come and relax a bit. You don't always have to trouble yourself with all this stuffs. You can go on this errand some other time."

I raised my brow at her. She was literally drunk. I was pretty sure something was wrong with her. "What's wrong with you ma?"

She giggled and left my arm, turning to face me directly.

"Wrong?" She asked as her facial expression changed totally. She frowned and clenched her teeth against each other. "I need you to act cool right now. If you mess this up, I'll kill you. I promise." She muttered quietly.

I hate this woman. Swears.

I tightened my hand into a fist and bit my cheek from the inside. How terrible she was.

She dragged me as we traipsed to the living room. My dad sat on a chair opposite to the woman's, sipping from his cup of tea. I flared my nose in disgust of how pretentious my parents could be.

I glanced at the woman a little. She looked a bit familiar. I was pretty sure I had seen her before.

"Hi Mia. If I'm not mistaking?" She greeted.

"Hi." I responded with a small smile. A really bitter one.

"Can you please have your seat?" She asked calmly.

"Oh, I'd love to but I--" I said, but my mum interrupted.

"Definitely. She'll sit. I've told her to stop worrying about these dumb errands, but she's so amazing that she always wants to do all the work." She said as she let out a fake chuckle.

I turned to her and gave her a fake smile too. I was so sad that I could even cry. For a moment, I wished she was really like that. How could she even threaten me to act too? I was sure she was going to get something out of it.

"Oh, that's great." The lady said as I set my gaze on her, with a pretentious smile. "It's a great thing to be hardworking you know?"

"Yes ma'am." I replied.

"Ok dear, will you have your sit now?"

"Ok ma'am."

I glimpsed at my mum and sat on the couch my dad was. He acted all gentle and cool. He even smiled as I sat.

Hypocrites! f*****g asses! Bitches! Damn fools! I hate you!

"So..." The lady started as I stared at her. "Do you remember me?"

"Err, you look quite familiar but I just can't recall where I've seen you."

"Hmm." She said and she clasped her hands against each other. "That's not surprising though. You were younger then."

"Oh."

"Well." She said as she grinned a little. "I was the one who visited you at the hospital, five years ago, when you were sick for some reason."

"Oh. I remember that." I said ruefully.

I didn't like that memory at all. My parent caused the affliction that day. They troubled me and hit me to the point I almost died. They were the only reason I was ever admitted to a hospital. I was never sick from an infection or something. They were the reason for the downfall at all interval in my life. But thanks to Drake, I cared less about them and focused more on loving myself. I couldn't let some rascal like them, ruin me completely.

"That's good then." She said.

"It's nice to have you here. Do you mind eating something?" I questioned.

"No." She replied with a smile as she folded her legs. "I only came here for a reason."

I spotted my mum and observed her. She was giving me a deadly stare, a really threatening one. I wondered what was going on. She was glaring at me for something I knew nothing about. How crazy she was. She asked me to play her dumb game along with her and I was sure I was doing that. So, she had no reason to give me such dirty look. I rolled my eyes at her and turned back to the lady.

"What reason?" I asked as I kept my pretence on track.

"Firstly," she started. "I'm Linda. Linda Lorenzo."

"You're Spanish?" I asked.

"No." She chortled. "I married a Spanish. But I'm US base. And he's late though."

"Oh, sorry for that."

"No problem at all. It's been a while."

I tapped my feet impatiently and bit my tongue softly. I was tired of the unnecessary discussion. I needed to go on the dumb errand and head for work. My boss would definitely curse at me.

"Well." She said again. "You seem like you are in a hurry. Let me go straight to my reason for having to come here."

"It's not that ma'am. I also need to get to work." I said.

I turned to my mum. She still gave me a cold look. A more intense one. She was also gesticulating about something, using her eyes. I turned, trying to ignore her completely.

"So what's the reason you've come here ma'am?" I asked.

"I'm from the Norman's." She stated.

I gaped at her and moved my lips without uttering a word. I was amused. How could a Norman be at my tiny house? She was definitely crazy.

"You're sure? I mean...how's that even possible?" I finally asked.

"Yes." She said as she giggled. "I told you I came for a reason."

"So...?"

"Would you let her speak?" My mum finally stated. I knew she'd utter some word soon. She looked more than frustrated already. She really had a problem with me at all time. She also hated it when anyone liked me. 

"Mia dear." Linda called, causing me to gaze at her again.

She sighed and looked quite hesitant. She seemed like she was going to take an exam and was nervous she would fail it.

I furrowed my brow in annoyance. Everyone around seemed to be acting crazy. My mum kept her glare and my dad wore a serious look.

"I want you to get married to my nephew." She finally stated.

I raised a brow at her. She was literally crazy. I was sure of it. Really crazy.

You're crazy Linda. f*****g crazy!