Chapter 169: At The Dinner Table

"Hmmm..." 

Then I quickly pressed and molded the lump and deepest it in the soup that was infested by meat, fish, and dried skin, even stuck fish, when the food touch my tongue, hmm, the taste was awesome, I love it... Immediately after the swallow, I started raining complements on the cook of the soup saying how much I love the food. Then, aunty, Paula had to announce that the soup was prepared by Cynthia. This made my mom open her jaws in awe. She could not believe that Cynthia can cook like this, not long after aunty Paula had made the revelation that Cynthia was the one who cooked the meal, I started praising her while I ate like one who was starving, I saw her blush ups and down and I continued but only stopped when my eyes caught mom's sate, she gave me a look that defines disappointment, immediately I say her gape I remembered the kissing incident, the thought of that episode got me weak, I could only imagine what was in her mind. I tried to sink into her thoughts, but she notice, she gave me a more serious look and she said in her mind: "If you try that..." Immediately I heard this from her mind I quickly took the next door out of her mind, she had warned me severely against ever getting into her head. 

So, after eating that night, I couldn't stay around and watch the TV as others did, the next day will be Sunday so there will be no work, mom aunty Paula remained in the sitting room and discussed while I curl myself in my bed thinking of my sins and how mom will probably punish me or scold me for the act. In the room where I slept, I wondered what could be mom's punishment, and I fear very greatly because she had not even asked me about it, she just made me know about her anger through her expression but she never truly said anything, I am often scared of mom's silence even more than her actions and scoldings.

So, I was there thinking and wondering if mom will tell aunty Paula about what she saw, though I know there was no way that mom could discuss such a thing with anyone, even though I knew this, I still fear for Cynthia, I could feel her fear from here, as a matter of fact, I perceived the smell of her fear, it was so strong, I felt for her, she was also in her room, she was there thinking that mom will tell her mom about that which she saw, I really wished that she could hear me, I would have made her see that mom will never tell her mom and that she has nothing to fear about what mom saw, there is nothing that mom could do to her, I am the only one who should be scared because knowing my mom really well, I know that she will not spare me for this action, and now that she had not even spoken to me about the episode, I should be expecting the worse.

So I was actually thinking about that when I fell into the comforting arms of sleep, I slept and forgot about everything. Hmm, how nice sleep could be, it is capable of blocking you away from all fear and tensions, I wished I could do more of it. I slept very well, I slept like a kid, I could not believe that I could comfortably sleep in another place that is not my home. Well, I slept but woke up to my worries, my door was actually knocked on that morning that was why I was up. I think that I overslept, I kind of slept late so I woke late, mom Knocked on my door and I woke, I quickly rushed to the door to meet mom's riddled face, I and sure that she must have tried to open the door but failed, I had locked it from the inside before I slept.

Bu common, it is too early for such looks, mom's look was quite scary that morning. As I opened the door mom quickly came inside and sat on the bed, and she tapped the side of the where she sat signifying that I should come and sit near her. Oh God, when she did this, fear gripped me, I knew not what to do, I already knew that which she was going to discuss with me about.

"Come over here Mr. man."

So she said in an almost hostile tone. I walked to her with my heart in my hand, my legs quaked as I approached her.

"Sit I said."

She added and I sat looking like a lamb ready to be slaughtered. 

"What was the meaning of that? I mean what were you and Cynthia doing inside here when I came in earlier? What is actually going in on between you too?"

Mom asked looking at me who was already dumbfounded in fear, I could not say a word, I just sat there on the bed looking everywhere but mom's direction.

"You know what? We can not discuss this, stand up, join me to the house let us go and pick up something which we wi use for church this morning."

Mom said. As soon she said this, I knew what her plans were, she wanted me to join her to our house where she can scold and punish me without any interference, and I also understood that mom never want the Bright' family to understand the reason why she was scolding me. But still, I remembered that the policeman said something about us waiting till they have climbed down on at least one of the perpetrators of the event in our house. So when this thought came to my mind I tried to remind her of it so that we won't have to go there because I know that she didn't have the utmost privacy to a cold me here.