
*IMPORTANT: this chapter is a connection of the chapter title "NANTI", for revision reasons. So welcome to continue enjoying tis~
Long Gail read what appeared on the laptop screen. The more soluble he is in the story that is present in the novel script.
Fiction was made six years ago, Nigel said. Gail tried to understand what she was like through her husband's words.
The knock on the door of the room from outside broke the focus. Gail saw Ellie peeking out of the door opening.
"Gail, it's time to go home. Is the work of the Mother's Son finished?" ellie said from her standing position.
"Already, Bund. I'm done. Just turn off this laptop," said Gail who realized she forgot a long time.
"Mother wait on the terrace, yes. I've been to the villa to pick up Jarrett" Ellie said, leaving Gail's room with the door open.
“Good, my dear Bunda,” exclaimed Gail hastened her motion to settle.
The initial intention of Gail to edit the manuscript requested by Wordlib was only the intention. The focus is disturbed due to excessive curiosity about the novel script.
Like Nigel was also curious to want to read but was not allowed by her in the past. Gail wanted to assess the writing, what a shame to the extent of banning the people closest to her at that time.
Nigel also said, until now her husband had not read even though he could freely access the manuscript on the laptop he cared for since they were separated. The husband to Gail.
The manuscript of Gail consists of one hundred and fifty thousand words more, as it is displayed on the reading system on a laptop. Objects that are approximately twelve years old, info from Nigel again.
The length of the reading takes approximately days to be finished reading. It'll be back again because it's time to go home. Break up Gail who speaks inwardly.
"Bund, I'm ready. Let's go home."
Two women from different generations began walking towards home. Gail held the backpack and Ellie tore the bag containing the empty supply box because the contents were exhausted.
"Mother, I once told you about my writing that won the race at that time. Do you remember?" gail said in between the relaxed footsteps equalizing Ellie's speed.
"Remember. Then what happens, Mother's Son?" ellie said, welcoming the opening of the conversation with Gail while filling the trip.
"One of the judges said, I'm not like an amateur writing a script. From his assessment, I have gone through a lot of training and a short time. I even thought I had another title."
"Then?"
"It seems he was right, Bund. From what Nigel told me yesterday, so it makes sense. It turns out that forgetting my memory isn't so bad."
"How does this Mother's Son feel to Mother's Son-in-law? As soon as Mother's vision your relationship is getting closer. It's good to feel."
"Nigel treated me well, Bund. Also present as a father figure to Duo J, even their interaction was not like a new person knew. The term blood relation is lumpy, it seems to fit."
"Nigel's treatment to Mother and father is also good. It turns out that Mother also felt what is called having a daughter-in-law. Things you dare not imagine first."
"Mother, cry" said Gail, looking surprised. He realized Ellie's voice shakes and then saw tears streaming down the cheeks of his adoptive parents.
Gail's reflexes splashed onto Ellie. Hugged the mother for not knowing what Gail had to say.
Its ability to share strength alone in the face of each suffering that looks like drowning. Gail and Ellie stopped for a while in the middle of the trip.
Gail's phone rang. The hug session of two women, mother and child was also forced to end. There are rarely calls coming into the device.
Appears the writing of the lover on the screen of Gail's phone. His forehead creased, revealing the memory of who was named after the seintim. The next second Gail's cheeks blushed.
"Why look at it? Who called Mother's Child?" ask Ellie. He has improved back.
"I-yes, Bund," said Gail nervously. Her heart beat more and more relaxed because Nigel, imagined how the face and charm of her husband who was at the end of the phone.
Nigel's voice responded. The two exchanged sentences for a moment. Then the phone connection broke.
"Nigel and Jemma came home late, Bund," said Gail telling Ellie what she was talking to Nigel just now.
"Is there a problem?" ellie asked again attentively after shifting focus from Gail who called earlier.
"No. Just waiting for Father to meet Jemma for a while before returning to Delan. He's on his way from abroad, Bund."
"alright. There's nothing to worry about."
Gail smiled in response. With Ellie, he continued walking down the road home.
"Mother is curious, what kind of home does Mother's Son-in-law wake up. Every time you see the craftsmen working, you can't wait to see the results."
The sentence was said Ellie while pointing with her eyes to the house of The Twins who were already within her sight and Gail.
"Duo J said, from the design drawings they see the shape of the front is similar to our home. Like twins. To be named his house."
"Is there a name for the house? There are two grandchildren."
"Yes, Bund. For our home, it's called The Brown House. While The Twins House for Nigel's house."
"Nigel's house means Mother's Son's house too. According to Mother, it can not be long you and your husband different houses like now."
"Mother, I-I"
"Mother's child needs time. Mommy understands. Mother also believes you can do the best for your little family. Mother will always be Gail's mother. Whatever your choice, my daughter."
Gail spoke no more, unable to. Because his eyes are already glazed.
While stepping foot, Gail wrapped her arms around Ellie's old body. Hugging spoiled while walking.
"Mama, look at Grandpa's jealousy" cried Jarrett with his funny behavior from the front porch of The Brown's house.
Landon chuckled at his seat, the lounge chair on the terrace. The genius grandson could interpret his gaze since those two darlings turned into the courtyard.
"It's time Mrs Brown was returned to Mr. Brown, Jarrett," she cheered Gail's son's joke.
Gail's arm twisted on Ellie slowly released while the position of the mother to the father. They were both on the terrace.
"May you be happy forever, Mr and Mrs Brown" Gail continued, followed by Jarrett saying the same sentence.
"Mrs Brown, this husband of yours wants to hug you too" Landon said in response to his beloved behavior.
"Please Grandma's Handsome Grandson, count to two. Mr. Brown can enjoy a two-second hug" Ellie joked.
They can't not laugh. Humor is a frequency. A lapse of twilight time is spent gathering on the terrace.
"Less Jemma and papa. They're long, long" Jarrett said.
|Connected..
-Diw @ diamonds.in.words | January2022
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