Motherly Love
Chapter 3: Motherly Love
As Ryder finished his soup, he smiled weakly at Akai, his eyes filled with gratitude. "Thank you, Akai. You're a lifesaver," he said, his voice still husky with fever.
Akai's face softened, her eyes shining with warmth. "You don't have to thank me for it, Ryder. I just helped my best friend when you needed it," she replied, her voice gentle.
Ryder's gaze lingered on hers, his heart filled with appreciation for this girl who had been by his side through thick and thin. As Akai glanced at the clock, her eyes widened slightly, noticing the time.
"Already 1 pm," she murmured, her eyes sparkling with a hint of excitement.
She quickly fetched the thermometer from the drawer, her hands moving with a sense of purpose. "Measure your temperature," she instructed, her voice firm but gentle.
Ryder's face twisted in a mock scowl, his eyes playfully protesting. "Akai, I'm feeling better. I don't want to measure it," he whined, his voice laced with a hint of humor.
Akai's eyes narrowed, her face set in a fake scowl. "Stop talking and just measure it," she said, her voice firm but playful, her eyes sparkling with amusement.
Ryder chuckled, his eyes crinkling at the corners, and reluctantly took the thermometer from her hand. As he placed it in his mouth, their eyes met.
Akai's eyes lit up with relief as she read the thermometer's display, her heart swelling with joy.
As she entered the room, her eyes scanned Ryder's face, her gaze softening with love. "Akai dear, lunch is ready. Let's go and have it," she called out, her voice warm and inviting.
" Aunty, his fever is coming down," she announced, her voice filled with excitement.
Ryder's mom, Mrs. Thompson, smiled warmly, her eyes shining with gratitude. "Thank goodness," she murmured, her voice filled with relief.
Akai nodded, her eyes sparkling with enthusiasm. "I'll help Ryder get ready, Aunty," she replied, her voice filled with eagerness.
Mrs. Thompson's eyes narrowed playfully, her voice taking on a teasing tone. "Did you have your soup, young man?" she interrogated, her eyes glinting with amusement.
Ryder nodded, his eyes crinkling at the corners, his face still pale but his smile weakly mischievous. "Yes, Mom, Akai made sure I finished it all," he replied, his voice husky with lingering fever.
Akai's face flushed with pleasure at the praise, her eyes shining with happiness. "Okay then, Ryder. You take some rest, I'll see you tomorrow," Akai said, her voice soft and gentle, her eyes filled with concern and care. "Feel better, and don't think about playing any tricks on me when I come back," she added, her eyes sparkling with playful warning.
Ryder's face relaxed into a weak smile, his eyes filled with gratitude. "I won't, Akai. Thanks for taking care of me," he whispered, his voice husky with exhaustion.
Akai's face lit up with a warm smile, her eyes shining with affection. "Anytime, Ryder. That's what best friends are for," she replied, her voice filled with emotion. With a gentle nod, she turned and left the room, leaving Ryder to rest and recover. " she said, her voice filled with excitement, her hands gently helping him out of bed.
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She went downstairs to meet Mrs Thompson. She was setting the table for the two. "Ah Akai...sit here and let's have our lunch." Akai went to the table and sat on a chair. "How is your grandma doing?"
Akai's eyes sparkled as she sat down at the table, her stomach growling with anticipation. "She's doing great, Aunty. She's still telling stories of her adventures and making us laugh with her jokes," Akai replied, her voice filled with warmth and love. Her face glowed with happiness as she thought about her grandma's lively spirit.
Mrs. Thompson's face lit up with a warm smile, her eyes crinkling at the corners. "That's great to hear! I'm so glad she's still full of life and spirit. Why not bring her here next time so I can catch up with her too?" she suggested, her voice filled with genuine interest and affection. Her eyes shone with a hint of nostalgia, remembering the good times they had shared with Akai's grandma.
Akai's face lit up with excitement at the prospect of her grandma and Mrs. Thompson reconnecting. "I'll ask her, Aunty. I'm sure she would love to come and visit you," she replied, her eyes shining with enthusiasm. Her heart felt full of joy, knowing that her grandma and Mrs. Thompson cared for each other.
As they began to eat, the conversation flowed easily, filled with laughter and stories of their lives. Akai felt grateful for this warm and loving atmosphere, feeling like she had found a second family with the Thompsons. The lunch hour passed quickly, leaving Akai with a sense of contentment and happiness.
Later, Mrs. Thompson asked Mr. John, the driver, to drop her at her house. "Aunty, I can go by myself. You don't have to worry about me," Akai said, her voice laced with a hint of teenage independence and a gentle smile.
"How can I leave a young sweet girl like you to travel all by yourself?" Mrs. Thompson replied, her eyes filled with concern and a hint of motherly affection. "You call me Aunty, nah? Then listen to me," she added, her voice firm but gentle, her tone laced with a hint of protectiveness.
Akai's face flushed with a slight protest, her eyes sparkling with a hint of stubbornness. "Aunty, I'm not a kid anymore. I can take care of myself," she replied, her voice laced with a hint of assertiveness.
Mrs. Thompson's expression softened, her eyes crinkling at the corners as she smiled. "I know you're growing up, dear, but that doesn't mean I'll stop worrying about you. You're like a daughter to me, and I want to make sure you're safe," she said, her voice filled with sincerity and love.
"Okay aunty I will listen to your words." Akai said softly.
Mrs. Thompson's face lit up with a warm smile as she patted Akai's hand. "Good girl. Now, let's get you home safely," she said, her eyes shining with a mix of love and protectiveness. "Mr. John, please drop Akai at her house. I don't want her traveling alone," she instructed, her voice firm and caring.