Dream
Description
When you try to reach out for something in a dream of yours, you extend your hand to take a grasp on it but it goes further.
You feel frustrated and pissed while sleeping. This frustration cannot be measured. It's horrible and awful.
You try again, even though you know you cannot hold it or even touch it.
Because you might have realized already that it is a dream.
And since it is a dream, the point behind it that you will never be able to catch that thing.
But what if you did?
Can you imagine the feeling you'd feel? To finally suceed?
You will probably not care whether it's a dream or not.
Will you?
Foreword
The waitress walked away after coming to take their order, but the older woman told her clearly they will not take much time and they need not to drink anything. Not only the older woman decided for the other girl, but she also assumed that their talk will not need time and they will finish quickly.
‘You see,’ She crossed her legs, but maintained an eye-contact with the younger woman. ‘Our lives are different. We are different in so many ways that I can’t count.’
The younger woman held her hand on her lap. She couldn’t help but be a little nervous by the presence of the other woman. By one look at her, one can feel how influential she was. Her face, her hair, her clothes, her bag and accessories. Everything shouted; luxurious. ‘You’re smart enough to understand that a girl like you is no match to my son.’
The younger woman her lips. The older one continued right away. ‘And of course, you know I am not here to insult or offend you, your family or the way you live. I am here to state facts and offer you a deal.’
The younger woman has seen this coming. It will happen eventually. Mrs. Ong will give her some bank check after giving her a small lecture on the consequences of marrying a man who’s out of one’s league. Her son was rich, has a family name, owner to some estate, and no match for her. That’s what she’s told.
‘Think it over, you’ll know I did what’s best for both of you.’ She smiled and her teeth showed. She expected the younger woman to be as inclined as the other ones she’s met. ‘All I want is for everyone to be happy.’
However, the younger woman took the money and stood. ‘Sorry, but whether you think I am no match to your son or not, he will still father my children.’
She flashed a smile, confident and sincere. ‘Thank you for that, Mrs. Ong— Or would I call you mother-in-law?’
The older woman’s face turned red right away. ‘You b—‘ She watched as the younger girl exited the restaurant with the money in her hand.
Inspired by: an instremental.
Created: 20 Jul 2017
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