**”Bismillahir rahmaanir raheem”
-in the name of Allah, The Most Gracious, The Most Merciful-**
“Hey there sweetheart… You’re back?” Tom said excitedly while nick sat there with his head in his hands.
“what were the 2 of you discussing?” Tasha asked with a straight face.
Tom got up to hug her and gave her a quick peck on her cheek.
“Well, we were supposed to discuss it in private later but since you’re here and insisting, we might as well just get it over and done with now then.” Tom said.
Nick wanted to dig a hole and jump in it. This was not the way things were supposed to go about. Tasha would never agree like this. She would totally blow everything out of proportion.
Now I’m grounded for life.. Nick thought.
He looked up at tom with pleading eyes hoping that tom would change his decision.
“Come on.. Have a seat..” Tom told tasha ignoring nicks pleading eyes.
Nick wanted to get up and go back to his room where he belonged and where he felt happier. He didn’t want to be here to be let down by his mother again.
“So?” Tasha said in anticipation for them to let it out once and for all.
Tom began to speak. “Well.. Actually, Nick wanted to apologise and make it up to you. He’s realised his mistake and can’t handle this tension between the 2 of you and well.. He wasn’t confident enough to do it on his own. He was afraid of your reaction or you turning him away so he asked me to speak to you instead..”
Nick looked at tom with a creased forehead as to ask him what in the world he was talking about. But tom just winked back.
Tashas expression changed from anger and irritation to regret.. She looked down and then turned to look up at nick.
“Is that true nicko?” Tasha asked. Her voice was melting and nick could hear it.
Tom widened his eyes to warn nick…
“Uhm… Yeah.. Sort of!” Was all nick managed to say while scratching the back of his head nervously. He didn’t honestly want to apologise but if it was going to get him what he wanted then he may aswel play along.
“Sort of?” Tasha asked curiously.
“No I mean.. Yeah.. Err…” Nick stumbled on his words. He decided to just keep his mouth shut instead before he said something stupid and it cost him his weekend away with his friends.
Tasha got up and hugged nick. “I’m glad you’ve come around and lowered your pride nicky…”
Nick just accepted the hug awkwardly and looked straight at tom who was giving nick a thumbs up and a wink again.
Nick rolled his eyes.
“Anyway, I’m really sorry I’m late. Its been crazy at the office and they’re thinking of extending the hours for public convenience. They may want me to work till 10pm twice during the week and every saturday. No-one else wants to do it and I guess well, since I’m new on this side, I have to work a little harder to show that I’m worthy of the job, you know?” Tasha explained.
“But those are crazy hours love.. You sure you’ll manage?” Tom was concerned.
But nick on the other hand was jumping for joy inside. If his mother worked this hard, it would make it easier for him to enjoy saturday nights out with the guys.. But he remained silent. He didn’t want to blow it for himself.
“What do you mean will I manage? Do you think I’m incapable?” Tasha snapped.
“No no.. Not at all.. I didn’t mean it that way, I know you’re more than capable sweety. I just don’t want you to over work yourself. You don’t even need to work, I’ve promised to support you and nicholas completely.” Tom defended himself quickly.
“I know you did. But there’s no way I’m sitting at home being a house wife. That’s just not my style. I’m used to working, I’ll probably pull my hair all out from sheer frustration if I had to sit at home 24/7.” Tasha explained. “Anyway, let me get started with supper…”
“You know what, you work too hard sweetheart. Why don’t we just go out for supper tonight… In celebration of.. You know. The 2 of you being back to normal once again?” Tom tried to brighten the situation abit.
“Oh lovey.. That’s sounds great.. I’m so exhausted anyway.. Okay. Just give me 5… I’m going to change into something more comfy..” Tasha said as she ran off to her room.
Tom hit his forehead..”Oh boy… Guess we should play a game or 2 of fifa in the meantime.. You know your mums 5 minutes….”
“Are like 5 hours…” Nick completed the sentence. They both laughed and made themselves comfortable once again on the sofa and started up their game.
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