Chapter 216: I see

"What? Do you mean that my boy has no one to go out with? So if we were to go out now and we ask you to get a friend you won't find anyone to go out with? What about that your fine friend from that park?"

Fake dad asked.

"No Dad, I think that the only girl I will like to go out with is Cynthia, but she is mad at me."

I said with a whole lot of courage but I just couldn't look at mom after saying this.

  "Mmmmmm, I see, I have been observing you two lately, Is there anything going on that I dont know? You know we are yet to discuss that issue yet." 

She asked me, as a blush managed to creep down my cheeks, just the thought of Cynthia often makes me blush, I just couldn't understand how Cynthia managed to take the better part of me, I inhale only to exhale because I really want to calm my whirlwind of emotions, but it wasn't working, I can't help but wonder what Cynthia might have done to me, to make me this breathless even though I was trying to hate her for being cruel and inhuman towards me, just the thought of her alone causes me to lust, or, was it because of her heavenly soft lips that I tasted in the dream.

  "Damian...are you Here?" 

Mom asked.

  "Uh... Uhm, mum I uhm...I.. umm" 

I stammered without even having the right words to say, she plastered a smile on her face Before rubbing my head like she often does, she stared at me Intently before saying.

  "You are my son Damian, so I know almost everything about you, so I don't need you to hide anything from me, so. Tell me, what do you truly have with Cynthia? I know that there is something between you guys, you know that you can tell me anything, and your father here he will not stop you, you are eighteen years plus already, and you know that I like the girl Cynthia, the problem is that I feel that you are hiding something from me, and you know that there are things that you must know, else you might make a mistake that will dent your future."

Mom said.

  "Mum, are you sure you are the one saying this?" 

I asked, she nodded her head, making me even more flabbergasted than I already was.

  "My dear, or am I not saying your mind?" 

She asked fake dad, who responded with a chuckle, and she smiled back at him, I really do not know what to say, I just know that I have to take this matter carefully before I blurt, who knows? This could be a setup, mom is a very smart woman, maybe she will like to know what was going on between Cynthia and me so, she was only trying to get the answer from me directly. So I thought.

  "Mum please leave me alone, I don't know what you are saying."

 So I said as she grabbed the nice before her and gulped it up, without remaining any content on the cup.

  "So... Damian, what did you say?"

She asked, almost like she didn't hear what I said, I kept quiet because African mums are always good at asking questions that they know the answer to and my mother was an expert, and she often does it when she seeks a mistake from me.

 I am not sure that mom would actually have the mind and courage to discuss this with me if I was a lady, no, it's not true, mom would have discussed it with me regardless of my gender. Yes, Society has indeed made men the only gender to take charge of the society, Live life the way they wanted, but a woman is never allowed to do so, probably because they feel she is very vulnerable. But my mom is definitely like that, I remembered that she even scolded me for kissing Cynthia but never did she look at Cynthia in any form lesser than me even though she was my mom, well, I guess she was so because she was also a lady, so she had to take the side of a lady. But the matter was not so, she did what she did not because of anything but because she will always stand for that which she trust to be the right thing. In our community today, the girl child is the one who is always at the receiving end, in a relationship between a couple, if something goes wrong, the woman is the one to be blamed, if a man flirts, they see it as normal or even a thing of pride, but if a woman dares to flirt, the society will see her as nothing but a piece of whore, a woman who has Lost all her values, sometimes I can't help but hate the way society does things, I hate it. But I thank God for the kind of mom that I have, and she had thought me to respect women

  "Mhh... Sorry mum"

So I said before fetching a huge morsel of food towards my mouth.

  "You don't need to be sorry, my love, all you have to do is to let me know, tell me about it."

Mom said looking very serious about me answering her questions.

"Honey, leave him for now, he doesn't want to talk about it now, when he is ready to talk about you won't be the one to ask him to. He is grown up, I believe that he knows what he is doing.'

Fake dad said. The man is quite an understanding man, I wonder how mom could ask me such a question and expect me to give her an answer, with what face? How can I tell her that Cynthia and I already started having sex? I am definitely not sure if she truly has a clue on what she really wanted.