GOLDEN ART

CHAPTER 4 : REALISATION

ANTHONY'S POV

" Hi mum, how've you been? I couldn't come earlier with Mari. I was busy with work. You know how things are with the company? " I was standing at the grave of my dearest mother, my beloved mother . The strongest woman I have ever come to know after my dad left us because of a woman whom I'm sure left him because of the job he does . Mum stayed with his bloody ass and wasn't appreciated at all. The very least he could do was tell his God damn enemies or the world that he left my mama. But no his selfish self didn't he let them take her away from I and my little one it's be 2 long dragging years and I still miss her having to take on her company by age 18 it's been hectic. She dotted on us and still worked like crazy to get the company this far.'Alebert' has been her best works. The smell of wood as she would say gives her butterflies. I do wonder how, th Mum was my superhero she could juggle being the best mum , the best CEO and worker, and the best badass. She never mixed up either of her works. She seems being born into a messed-up family is her thing. Mari takes after mum a lot mum always loved cats and racing Mari loves it too I just feel bad for my sister she wasn't given the chance to bond properly with mum to tell most of her secrets , she's just more quiet now.

I was in my train of thought when I heard a faint scream.

Seems like a funeral was held here although the rain has fallen a lot of things. I saw a frail body hovering over a fresh graveyard. She looks young. Why is she without an umbrella poor? The kid is training cats and dogs here. My body moved without warning towards the kid. I held the umbrella in place as it was big enough for both of us. After 20 minutes she realised I was behind her. I saw brown skin beauty her frail body with a , carmel skin, hair with pretty curls springy with a definite S shape, red full lips and although she had teary eyes it was a beautiful honey brown hallow there.

She had a calm aura around her, quite demanding if I prayed. Deep in my admiration, I heard a calm voice say, "Thank you." I almost missed her nod . It wasn't till she left that I realised that I hasn't asked her name 'rude of me' I walked as fast as I could towards her I couldn't keep up and said to her "wait" sounded more like an order "damn" I cursed within " I was just about to introduce myself "I'm Anth-" ehen I was cut mid way "rude" I thought "don't introduce yourself cause I have no intention in exchanging pleasantries with the likes of you" and she walked away "damn that was unexpected"

I just stood there awe struck ,she amazed me her character quite a charm I must say . I watched her get into her car, I kept staring till she looked back at me, her honey brown eyes were just beautiful. But she cut it short shame. I liked her "hmph" awful .

After paying my respect to mither, I took my ride back home. I couldn't spend another time at the grave home (mortuary).