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Feel the passion...
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It was early in the morning and Antonio was seated on his bed with his mind elsewhere. He wasn't himself. All he had been thinking of was his boyfriend, how much he loved him and how much he wanted him. He didn't even call him to say good morning to him and give him a kiss.
He didn't sleep the entire night. He had been thinking about what his mother had done and how he regretted coming back home. The previous day morning he had been happy, he had been texting his boyfriend and he had been laughing. Had it been someone else that had caused so much anger to him then he would have understood. But it was his own mother.
Antonio heard a knock on the door that got him out of his thoughts. He had no idea why the knock got him so mad but he had a hunch that his mother was the one knocking. He didn't want to see her so he just ignored it and continued with what he was doing.
He heard the knock again but decided to ignore it. This continued for several seconds until he heard the door opening. His anger got intense and he furiously clenched his fists.
"Please, mom I don't wanna see just..."
"Antonio, are you okay, son?" He heard his granny's voice.
He quickly moved his eyes to the door and saw her slowly entering with a smile on her face.
"Are you mad at me, son?"
"No!" He quickly got up from the bed, standing still. "Why would you say that, granny? You know I would never be mad at you."
Somehow, he felt relieved when he saw his granny. He knew that talking to her was gonna help him feel better.
"But you are also mad at your mother and we never thought you would never do that." She stood in front of him with her arms crossed on her chest. The way she was looking at him made him feel really sad.
"Granny, you know what mom did to me is not fair." He complained. "How could she ruin my life like this?"
Granny smiled faintly, dropping her hands. "I know that you are very angry right now. But don't you wanna have breakfast with your family? It's the first breakfast we are having together in four years."
"No!" He didn't wanna see his mother but he wasn't gonna tell his granny that. "I am not hungry, granny. I think I will just stay in my room the rest of the day."
"Why?" Granny chuckled. She was acting as if everything was going perfectly. "Is it because of what happened yesterday?" She sighed. "Antonio, I think you are overreacting, my grandson."
"What?" He exclaimed, shaking his head. "Are you being serious right now, granny?" He couldn't believe she was saying that to him. "You saw what happened yesterday. I didn't..."
"And you think your mother can choose to ruin your life?" She chuckled. "She is your mother, Antonio and I have seen just how much she loves you. She's doing this for you and your father. I know everything that happened. You owe your life to that boy's mother and I think it's just fair..."
"Do I have a choice?" He simply yelled. "Mom just blackmailed and..."
"But you also had a choice, Antonio." Granny said softly. "You could have left her there and live your own life but you didn't. I know that you think your mother is selfish but no mother would want to ruin her child's life. If she did this then she has a good reason to and..."
"Granny, please..." Antonio slowly sat on the bed with his hands on his face. "...I don't wanna hear about what had happened yesterday."
"I know that." Granny sat with him, putting her arm around him. "But I am just saying that your mother was just looking out for your interest. Parents never go wrong, you know. Besides, it was your father who made the vow. Your mother was just fulfilling what she has promised."
"Granny, I..."
"Please, listen to me." She pleaded, putting her hands together. "You wouldn't have been alive without this boy's mother. Sometimes what parents do for their children may turn out to be a blessing after all. Who knows, this boy might just be the light you need to brighten your whole life. Besides," She smiled, massaging his neck softly. "I wanna see you marry."
"Granny, if I wanna get married then I have a boyfriend that I love. I will do that but mom wouldn't want to see me happy."
Granny lost her smile and shook her head. She had nothing to say anymore.
"Let's just drop this topic." Antonio said softly. "I am trying hard to forget about it."
"Okay!" Granny raised her hands. "Whatever you say, baby. But I want you to please cheer up and don't do anything stupid. It's just a marriage and I am sure you will like the boy when you see him. Your mother has..."
"I don't wanna hear it." He said hoarsely. "Can't we just drop this topic because I have a terrible headache as it is?"
"Okay!" Granny got up from the bed. "But can you eat something? You are really making all of us worried, my son."
"I am not hun..."
"Antonio, since when did you reject food that was cooked by your grandmother?" She asked with a raised eyebrow.
"I will eat later." He looked away.
"No!" She shook her head. "I am bringing the food and I will feed it to you. I just can't sit and watch you torture yourself over nothing."
Antonio couldn't say anything. He just looked at her and let her do what she wanted to do. True to her word, granny went out of the room and came back with a plate of deliciously made breakfast. He tried to reject the food but granny made sure that he ate all of it.
Gosh! She was just trying to cheer him up. She was just hoping he was gonna do real soon because she was missing her crazy grandson real badly.
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"Eduardo, I know what I am doing." Emilia said with a sigh. "You people just don't understand anything at all."
"But mom..."
"Eduardo, he will be happy, I promise you."
"But don't you think this is a little too much?" Eduardo complained, staring at his mother. "He is probably hurting right now. Maybe you should go and talk to him."
"Not now." Emilia sighed. "I will talk to him later. I know that he feels that I am blackmailing him but I am not. I am doing this because it's the right thing to do. It's not like I am forcing him into it."
Hearing what his mother had just said, Eduardo just looked at her without even blinking.
"What?" Emilia shrugged, raising her shoulders. "Why are you looking at me like that?"
"Mom, we all saw what you did last night." He added. "I think that's what made him agree to marry this mysterious boy of yours. He wouldn't have agreed to it if you hadn't done what you did. All of us were scared of losing you. Even I would have agreed to anything with the way I was feeling. He did that because..." He paused and took a deep breath. "...he loves you a lot."
"And so do I." Emilia said softly. "You are still young and don't understand certain things but you will understand when you have a child. Besides, Praveen is the sweetest, kindest and well mannered boy I know."
"He might be but you know maybe Antonio likes someone who's crazy, wild and just down to earth." Eduardo was trying to make his mother understand but she wasn't.
"He will be happy with Praveen." She smiled faintly, rubbing on her son's cheeks. "All I want is to see my son in the hands of someone I know will make him happy, someone that can do anything for him. That boy is Praveen. If anything ever happened to me that I want to leave my children in the best hands. You have Celine and he will have Praveen. I will be happy and I promise he will be happy."
Eduardo knew that his mother was doing everything for his brother and she was probably doing it for his benefit.
"You are probably right." He was speaking softly. He took her hands and kissed them. "But I need you to talk to him. He is probably hurting because of what had happened yesterday. He didn't come for breakfast but please..." He warned. "...I don't want you two to argue."
"Yes!" She smiled brightly. "I will talk to him later."
"Thanks."
Eduardo kissed his mother's cheeks and left the room.
Emilia remained on the bed just thinking about her son. She just hoped she was gonna find him calm and cool. She didn't want to hurt him or find him crying or something worse. She wasn't gonna back down because it was all for him.
She took a deep breath before she finally left her room for her son's. When she reached his room, she found him with Andrea and the two were busy talking. But when he saw her, he moved his eyes away and remained quiet. He just didn't want to see her.
"Hey!" She greeted. "How are you this morning?"
Antonio shook his head and looked at her with anger in his eyes. "What do you think, mom?" He said hoarsely.
"Hmm," She mourned. "I can see that you are still mad at me and I am sorry. I shouldn't have done what I did and..."
"Why are you apologizing?" He chuckled bitterly. "Didn't you get what you wanted? I agreed to marry the boy. I hope you are happy now."
Hmm, he was madder than she had actually thought? He'd never spoken to her like that.
"Anyway," She cleared her throat. "I will be sending a message to them. We will go and see them in three days so that you can get to meet him." She started getting closer. "I am sure you are gonna love him. He is a nice boy and I promise you won't have any problem with him."
Just hearing his mother talking about the boy was making him really pissed. He was already clenching his fists, ready to tell his mother to get out. He wasn't interested in what she had come to say to him. He furiously tried to stand up but Andrea held his hand tightly, signaling him to sit down.
Antonio got the message and he didn't even bother to stand up. He was just staring at his mother, trying to hate her. But deep down inside, he still loved her so much and just the thought of losing her was making him scared.
"I will be calling his aunt today." She smiled brightly. "I just..."
"I get you mom." He said hoarsely. "Why are you telling me all this?" He wasn't interested. "After all, you are the one handling all this."
