CH.2
713 Words
The unwanted intervention
By the time it was noon that day,Elise
was dead tired and totally swamped with
work, so much that she could not even
afford to take a lunch break. To worsen
situations, the bakery where she worked
was unusually busy today, with customers
streaming in and out and hardly giving
the workers any breathing space.
Deciding that she was going to take a
break even if it was for five minutes to
gobble something down, considering that
she had not had anything to eat that
morning, she quickly headed out of the
restaurant. No sooner had she stepped out
of the restaurant than she sighted
Sandra, armed with both their parents
and heading towards her,
Elise sent a short prayer of thanks
upward that she had decided to step out
of the restaurant when she did, otherwise
they would have made a scene right in
there in front of the customers and
everyone else. Her sister was wearing a
smug grin while her parents wore the
somber and disappointed look that she
had come to know so well.
"If you're here to rant about how I must
attend the wedding, you don't need to bother.
I'll be there." Elise said without preamble
"Is that any way to greet your parents?
Besides are you not going to welcome us?
Her mother asked, raising a perfectly
arched brow and adopting a superior
look. Her father came over to give her a
peck on the cheek and then stood aside.
"Well, I would if this was my house, but
this is my workplace and after your antics
got me fired from the last place I worked,
you will understand why I'm not exactly
rushing to let you in here. I can give you
the key if you want to go to my house
though."
"You should mind the way you speak to
us. No parent deserves to be spoken to in
that tone. Besides, your cubicle won't
contain us. We're lodging in the finest
hotel here, courtesy of Sandra's fiancée.
What a refined gentleman. Now if only
you would bring home a gentleman too..
Sandra has done so well for herself." Her
mother said. As usual, her father stood
quietly while he allowed her mother to
talk.
"Mom. Tell her that she has to come with
me for my shopping for the wedding. Tell
her." Sandra cut in, sounding for all the
world like a spoilt brat.
"Oh yes. I wonder why that even has to be
a problem. Elise, you're going to go with
your sister to shop for things for her
wedding. I don't get what all the song and
dance is about."
"When do you plan on going for it and
what sort of whirlwind romance is this?"
Elise asked, totally fed up with the whole
thing.
"Well, it's not exactly a whirlwind
romance. Two weeks is more than enough
time to get to know someone, especially
when that person is very rich and
handsome. I should know, after all, I was
ready to get married to your father after
only 10 days of meeting him.
"Oh, so you're truly both in support of the
marriage" Elise asked, looking from one
parent to the other. Her father looked
away and fidgeted uneasily, while her
mother put on a defensive look. From the
look of things, there was something that
they were not telling her.
"What is it? What are you guys hiding?"
"Hiding? Why on earth would you think
that we are hiding anything?" Her mother
retorted, her cheeks turning red as she
finally averted her gaze.
"Oh, my God! Are you pregnant for this
man? Is that the reason you're agreeing to this whirlwind marriage?"
"Well, there is that, but there is also the
fact that we're in love too, plus he is also
very rich." Sandra defended, practically
Swooning.
"When do you plan to go shopping?" Elise
asked, glancing at her watch and noting
that she had spent far more than the five
minutes that she had originally intended
to spend, yet she had not even gotten
anything to eat.
"Well, considering that the wedding is
coming up so fast, you'll have to be with
her for the rest of the week, preferably
from now. So, let's go."
- Writer
