CHAPTER - 1: A Chaotic Morning

WHY, NOT YOU?  

 By: salix. H

Thank you for stopping here and opening my book. I hope it can amuse you with its storyline and loving characters.

𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘢 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬 𝘰𝘧 𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯. 

ASHER (18 years old, 8 years ago )

"Mom-mom-mom, did you see my tablet, I forgot again where I left it".

Like any other student, Asher, an 18-year-old, first-year University student, was getting ready for his day, which was causing all the chaos.

***************

"My dear son, I have told you so many times to take care of those things which are crucial for you. Why don't you listen to me"?

Asher's mom, Hazel Wilson, By waving her silk-like black hair, walked gracefully toward Asher from the kitchen in her elegant pastel shade Ruffle sleeve pencil dress, lifted her gorgeous brown eyes that perfectly fit with her flawless pale skin and glossy red lips and said in dismay.

"Mom, I'm getting late right now. If you know where the tablet is, then please tell me exactly. Please, my lovely mom". Showing haste, Asher speaks lovingly while smearing his mother with butter.

****************

Setting up the dining table, Mrs Wilson glanced at Asher and said, "Ya, I know all your buttering me" and chuckled.

"Well, You were working in the garden with your tablet last night. Did you forget it there? Have you looked for it there"?

"Oh yes, I remember now, I was working with it there the previous night and I probably didn't bring it in. I haven't looked there yet. Let me go and see it now." Asher hurriedly walked towards the garden.

The tablet was there on the table, under the hut. "Oh, yes, here it is". He said talking to himself. "How stupid of me !". He sighs.

***************

Mrs Wilson went to the garden while Asher was going back. She looked at Asher's hands and said, "See, I have told you, you are so clumsy when it comes to things like this and you are a mastermind when it comes to your car design or whatever it is".

" You can't be so clumsy dear, when you know that we can't afford another tablet if something was to happen with this one. I know that it's our shortcoming that we can't able to fulfil your basic need. But please bear it with us my sweetie ", Mrs Wilson spoke out with her eyes cast down in discomfiture.

Asher lifts his mother's face and said politely, "Mom, you need not to feel this way. I know very well how much you and Dad adores me and want the finest things for me. That is the very catalyst for me to work hard". Mrs Wilson smiled and nodded her head with delight.

"Mom, I don't say it loud, but I love you and Dad the most in this world, I will give my whole life to make our life even better", said Asher hugging his mother.

"Then let's start our new day with this affirmation.  Well, aren't you getting late now, dear?", asked Mrs Wilson while smiling.

"After a long time, today I'm going to be very late for real!", Asher sigh.

Meanwhile, there was a sound of knocking at the gate. Mrs Wilson went to open the gate.

***************

When Mrs Wilson opened the door, a middle age man was standing there in front of her. Dressed in a sweat-soaked tracksuit, his muscles were visible, he looked exceptionally dashing being a middle aged man. His soft curls gave him a messy look that seems to fit well with his sea-green eyes and his fair skin. He looked Splendiferous.

"Omg, honey,  you look exquisite. You are getting more handsome as you age. I am falling in love with you again", affirmed Mrs Wilson.

 The man standing in front of her was none other than his beloved husband and Asher's father, Mr Ralph Wilson.

"I also fall in love with you every day, dear", said Mr Wilson lovingly kissing his wife.

"Dad, how was your jogging session"? Asher asked, hugging his father.

"Wouldn't you guess from my blood and sweat, it was a super duper hit, bro", Mr Wilson said with a laugh.

"Yes, I can tell. Like son, like father, hehe". Asher declared being chuckled.

"Brat, saying is not like that". Mr Wilson said, pulling his ear.

"Ouch....., Dad, you get stunning day by day. After all, I get my genes from you", Taking his dad's hands off his ears, Asher announced proudly while being mischievous.

Mrs Wilson asked, squeezing her eyes, "Then what about me, haven't you got genes from me, huh"?

"Oh, Yes - yes, of course, I got my genes from both of you". Asher said, walking towards the door.

****************

"Now, where are you going, Asher"? , Mrs Wilson asked to go after him in a hurry.

"Mom, do you forget, I'm getting late for university, I'm going now", Said Asher.

"What about the breakfast"? , Mrs Wilson asked, stepping forward.

"I'm skipping meals today". Asher said and went through the door.

"Asher...., this boy, huff!", Mrs Wilson sighs.

"Let him be. Let's have our meal. Dear", Mr Wilson said leading Mrs Wilson to the dining table.