After she was done with the dishing, Cynthia took the food in a tray to the dining table and she kept it there then to the fridge in the kitchen to get chilled bottled water which she place next to the food. By the time I came out of the kitchen mom was no longer in the sitting room, I guessed she must be in the room next to mine, so I went to check on her, we haven't had any talk since after the incident this morning, all we did was split in two each with a partner, one gossip and the other which was me, kissed and made out.
So I went in search of her, I will really like to know if she was ok, because I noticed that something happened to her when I fought those people down, she was held to the ground by a force that I suspected came from me. So I just had to go and see how she fairs, if she is ok, both physically, mentally, and emotionally. So, I strode to her room, when I got there, I gave the door a light bang, I banged only twice before I heard her say:
"Damian come in, the door is open."
All these little things that she does what made me earlier thing that she also hears my thoughts, but no, she does not, she had only gotten accustomed to my technique of knocking, I usually will not knock so loud because I would not want to be the one who will wake her from sleep if she had already slept on, that was why I often knock that lightly, and I also rhythmically tap the door in a way that makes it sound like I was making music, I will first tap twice then tap once, I will repeat it this way like I was making music with the door, that was how mom will always know when I knocked at the door.
So, I came in after she had invited me in, I found her lying on the bed faced down, she buried her radiant dark face in the pillow like she was trying to suffocate herself.
"Mom! Are you breathing well that way?"
I quickly asked as I saw the position in which she was lying.
"My dear, I am ok, You didn't assist Cynthia in the kitchen again?"
She asked now turning around so that she now faced the ceiling, revealing her dark beautiful face. Hmm... My mom was a very beautiful lady, and she was someone whom you could say that age had forgotten because she was almost forty years of age, yet she looked like a girl in her twenty. No wonder Dad had to choose her, he had seen that she was befitting for a queen.
"I did, but we are done, she had already dished it, aunty Paula even came to help."
I responded.
"Hmm... Baby come and sit down, there is something that had been bothering my mind for quite a while now."
So she said as she got up to sit on the bed, she looked worried for sure. At first, I thought she was going to scold me again for kissing Cynthia the other day, but I quickly noticed that the kissing was not enough to put her in such a mood, I never needed an encyclopedia to realize that she sincerely had something huge bothering her for sure.
"What is it, mom?"
I asked her as I walked to the bedside where she sat, I also sat where she sat, I looked at her with an inquisitive eye trying to understand what could be bugging her mind.
"My love, my sweet heartbreak, I am sure you are seeing all that is happening, all these are causing me fear, our house had been attacked twice, and we were even attacked, you know that we are their target, my dear, I am just scared, what if the seek us here? These people are too nice to be dragged into this mess, they have a daughter, yes a daughter whom I know that you also care for, I am just scared that they might come here again."
Mom said registering her fears. She looked visibly tense, she really cared about her friend and her family, and her friend also cares for us, I also understood the area that she was coming from, our presence here might cause the family danger, and for sure, I can't stand any trouble coming to my cute Cynthia.
"But, mom, My father will always protect us when they come."
So I said. When I said this, it felt like I pricked mom's anger bottom and she exploded immediately, the luck I got was that we were not at home, else I would have regretted making that statement.