Unlike most of the family celebrating together on Christmas day, the Quino family whose mother and son were in a car following the taxi, riding the father of their family in front of them.
Unable to drive her own car because of her extreme emotions, Ivana stared teary eyed at the car's plate number in front of them as if she was afraid it would get out of her sight. Lucky for her, her twenty-two-year-old son, who was still wearing his gym clothes, Yugo, was there to drive for her.
"I'm gonna kill your father," Ivana fumed as she hardly clutched the seat belt hugging tightly her voluptuous body.
Her husband told them he would be on a business trip this Christmas day. That was why he couldn't join them. Unfortunately for him, Ivana saw his phone unlocked when he went to shower this morning. Now, her Christmas was ruined.
She aggressively wiped the tears which uncontrollably fell from her eyes as she continued to whisper and threatened the life of her husband, Matty.
Yugo could only sigh and watch the road as he kept his eyes on his mother, afraid that she would suddenly step on the accelerator and hit the taxi in front of them.
As his mother's car was pretty common on the road, he was not worried his father would notice they were following them. Well, he definitely wouldn't, as he was busy teasing the girl sitting next to him. They could see them thanks to the not tinted windows of the taxi. Or he should not be thankful, as his mother was livid with this view.
Finally, after almost an hour of driving, the taxi parked in the parking lot of an amusement park. What would a forty-nine-year father do in this kind of place?
Ivana, who had never stepped in an amusement park since her son went to high school, was about to murder someone as her eyes burned as it followed her husband and a girl, probably in her early twenties, who both walked to the line at the ticket booth.
She was about to go out of the car when her son pulled her back.
"What are you going to do?" he asked and worryingly continued, "Don't make a scene here."
Ivana stopped and breathed heavily, "Right."
They watched Matty and his mistress go to the front line before Yugo let her exit the car with her bag. It took her a few minutes before she decided to retouch and fix herself.
"Do we follow them inside?" Yugo asked as he surveyed the area full of Christmas decors, then down to his sweater and sweatpants, "Don't you think I'm wearing inappropriately?"
"You look fine. I need to gather evidence for the divorce, so I have to follow them," she whispered sadly.
"You sure you can do it?"
Ivana looked up at her 5'9 tall son and hugged him, then said, "I'm sorry."
She felt guilty she had to break their family, even though it was not her fault.
Yugo returned her hug as he caressed her back in consolation, "I don't mind. I'm already old. I can understand your decision."
He felt her nod on his chest as her auburn hair bobbed from her movement.
"Thank you, Yugo. I don't know what will I do if you're not here."
With care and love, Yugo planted a forehead kiss on his mother, "I'm always here for you. Remember that. Let's go or else we will lose them."
Like he said to her, he wouldn't mind her divorcing his father. What he didn't tell her mother, the girl on his father's side, was his twenty-six-year-old girlfriend, Enna.
He felt funny with an extremely sour taste inside as he was the one who introduced the two together. His father was a head manager in a company, so he asked him if he could recommend his girlfriend in his work, which he did.
If only he knew that he would be the reason for making his mother wept this much, he would never let Enna work with his father.
Without letting Ivana know about this because of guilt, he led her to the line to buy some tickets.
When they entered the amusement park, the Christmas themed park that he always looked forward to when he was a child seemed dull. Despite the Christmas decorations throughout the park, Yugo and Ivana couldn't feel the essence of Christmas.
It was only the feeling of betrayal.
Luckily for them, Matty and Enna were at the stall near the entrance. Afraid that they would notice their figures, Yugo dragged his mother to a stall which sells costumes.
He picked a Santa hat with an attached beard and mustaches which conveniently covered his face. Ivana looked around but couldn't find a suitable cover up.
Suddenly, a round snowman head enclosed her head, leaving only her face. It somehow hid her shoulder length auburn hair and her ears. It fit perfectly around her, so it was quite comfortable to wear. She felt her son grab her arms, then turn her body around and put a stringed carrot nose on her.
With that, she would probably be unrecognizable, hopefully.
They paid for the costumes and went around the stall where they last saw Matty and Enna. Not far away from where they were, they saw them walking to another stall with their hands clutched to one another.
Yugo felt his mother's hand grip his arm tightly as she looked at them furiously.
"Should we continue following them?"
Ivana furiously nodded.
"I can follow them for you and take some pictures."
She shook her head, "I should do it."
Yugo could only sign in understanding.
The two followed them and stopped stall by stall, which were mostly for snacks and sweet delicacies.
'This girl has an endless appetite,' Ivan thought.
When it looked like Enna had her filled with food, they watched her pull Matty to the line for some rides. Yugo and Ivana just waited not as far from them as Ivana took some pictures of her husband and his mistress using her phone.
This continued for a few more times. Matty and Enna went on some rides while Yugo and Ivana sneakily waited as they took some pictures.
At last, it looked like they were tired from eating and enjoying the rides as they walked to the toilet area. This one particular toilet area seemed secluded from the public, so there were very few people using it.
The pair of mother and son peeked from the wall as they watched Enna go inside the women's toilet and went back a few seconds later, then hurriedly pulled Matty back inside.
"Disgusting," Ivana couldn't help but whispered in disgust.
If her thoughts were right, these two sinful people were so shameless to do it in public.
They waited for about ten minutes and they were still not exiting the toilet area.
"Let's not follow them," Yugo said with a grimace on his face.
"No. It's a women's toilet, so I'll follow them and you stay here," his mother said and walked to follow them inside.
Yugo contemplated for a few seconds and hurriedly tailed his mother, "Let me join you. I'm worried you'll fight them and get hurt."
Ivana hit his arm lightly, "I won't face them. I'll film what they are about to do, secretly. So stay here, or they'll be done before I can record everything."
However, as she walked towards the women's toilet area, her son still followed. She knew she could no longer convince him not to join her, so she just signaled him to keep quiet as they were about to enter.
She found the door unlocked. Before she went inside, she peeked her head and saw that the area was not so spacious as there was only a small lavatory and two toilet stalls. She saw no one, but she could hear some whispers coming from the last toilet stall. The door of the toilet stall covered the whole stall so she couldn't see Matty and Enna.
As to not alert them, Ivana signalled down to her son's shoes and mouthed him to keep walking quietly while she walked like a normal person who was hurriedly and urgently about to use the toilet.
She knocked on the empty stall and waited for a few seconds before she opened it. The problem was the toilet stall was too narrow to fit both the mother and son.
Ivana stood inside with the toilet seat between her parted legs. This made a quite funny and erotic view as her dress hugs her voluptuous body tighter, making her curves appear strikingly. With the snowman hat still on her head, she looked adorable.
She called her son with her hands, who quickly went inside and closed the door.
When they thought that the narrow space was the only problem, they noticed that the walls of the toilet stall were from the ceiling down to the floor. The only ventilation that the toilet stall had was the small awning window on the upper corner above the toilet seat.
Ivana could only curse in silence.
When both the toilet stalls were covered in silence, she put her bag on top of the toilet tank and attempted to open the toilet lid. She tried to lift her leg, but the toilet lid wouldn't open because of her knee-length dress, and she almost fell. Thankfully, her son held onto her waist to support her balance, which resulted in her forehead hitting his hard chest. The carrot nose she was wearing folded in half.
They were in an awkward, almost-hugging position because of the narrow space. Yugo steadied his mother into his arms and picked the toilet lid, then raised it up.
It was very awkward when they could feel each other's bodies as they heard muffled moans from the toilet stall next to them. Yugo felt his mother stiffen and worriedly looked at her.
Ivana could feel his gaze, so she assured him by shaking her head and forced a smile. She stepped backward to her original position, then brushed both her hands on to the hips of her dress to make a sound as if she was taking it off.
Because of the enclosed walls and door of the stall, they could clearly hear what Matty and Enna were doing even though they tried to lower down the noises they make.
Moans, groans, and clasping of skins. They could hear them so much that Yugo had to look away from his mother as he felt some reaction from these dirty noises. Not to mention that the sight of his mother was so enticing with her tight dress.
He had never felt so ashamed.
Meanwhile, Ivana was looking for a hole where she could record her husband and his mistress but could only give up when she didn't find any. When she looked at her son, she saw his face burned red, with a few streaks of sweat falling down on his cheeks.
She thought he was feeling hot from the confined area so she helped him wipe his sweat with her hand and stepped a bit forward, as she couldn't reach his face. However, he tried to turn his head away but couldn't.
The moaning grew louder, but Ivana, distracted, didn't notice. She hurriedly activated the voice recording on her phone to at least capture the sounds her husband and his mistress were producing.
