Novel "Picture Perfect" Part 5 1/?

Whoah! Yesterday’s awesome! I can still remember the feeling, seems like a midget went inside my chest and beating up my heart momentarily.
She took me home last night [since I don’t have a car, poor me].
Sadly, Mom didn’t able to see her…she’s sleeping, it was really late when we arrived though.
I’m in an awesome mood today, even if this will be my first day as a third year student.
The “duty” thing doesn’t bother me anymore.
I went down early to fix myself up and have breakfast with my Mom, I’m gonna tell her I did good yesterday.

“Mooooom!!!! GoooooddMorniinnggg!!!! Yaha!!!”. Was energized to the max.

“Oh! Amazing, you woke up early. Haha, good timing. Sit down and wait for our guest to finish our breakfast” seems like I’m not the only one with a good mood.

“Huh? Mom, your passing your work to someone?” [mom’s not like that, she always do her work no matter how hard it is. She’s not into asking for somebody’s help…]

“Well, she insist…”

“She?” the guess… I think who she was when I heard her voice…

“Ma? Do I have to add salt in it?”… geez, I’m sure now.

“Yup honey,the amount? It’s up to you. I’ll accept it no matter how it turns to be. Haha.”[whew… is this really my mom? She’s having a good time]

“Ok! Maa!! Haha.”.

“Eh?”. [since when did this two got close?]
Finally she finished cooking, she went to the table and I finally saw her face…

"Ahhh!!!...what a wonderful sight first thing in the morning. She’s beautiful even withouth her make up and stuffs.
My chest, it hurts. I have to make this midget stop what she’s doing with my heart.

“Damn midget…”

“Huh? who are you calling midget?, Tss… you’re still sleepy, don’t mistake me for a midget, I’m even taller than you tough guy.”…Geee… she’s so defensive.

“It’s not you, silly. How’d you get here so early?”

“Don’t even try to think of somebody other than me.
[ with a dragon’s look *effect stronger than mine ]
I can always do anything once I set my heart to it, even waking up at 3 in the morning and go to a stupid guy’s house, preparing a breakfast for him and gosh I’m mistaken for a midget!”

”H-hey! I said it’s not you.”

“Then who is it? You’re loving somebody other than me? Huh??!”

“The hell with that? of course not! I’m just describing how I feel, like… like… a midget went inside…no, no. a lumberjack went inside my chest and whacks my heart every time I see you. How about that? Curiousity satisfied?”

“Geez…you should just put it in a more simplier way. Like butterflies and stuffs. Or you could just blush so I can get it? Or just simply say “I love you”, bakero.”

[ is it an argument? Well, I don’t care if it is, I don’t feel like it. In fact, it feels good. That I can talk to her like this, and it seems like she’s all into me this time…*speaking of that, I’m liking it, when she gets jealous and defensive.]

“Ahaha. You sounded like a married couple just now. How sweet of you two. I think I’m gonna start thinking of what to suggest for my grandchild’s name”

“Mom!.” my eyes met Almira’s and she blushed big time.

“Haha. Well anyway, honey place that down and let’s eat.”

“O-Oh… yeah"
[placed the plate down]
tadaa! Everyone let’s eat.


She sat beside me, she’s still blushing.
She can’t hide that blushing face now, not without her make up.
I hold her hands and I simply said.
“Thank you…”, I tried to let go of her hands but she won’t let that happen.
I looked at her and I was like saying “How are we going to eat with this?”. She used her free hands to feed me. I know I looked like a sick person but it’s cool. My mom is simply laughing at us. She won’t say a word. And it’s really nice. We seemed to be one family now, eating breakfast together.