Damn!

In automatic mode and with precision, Lisa moved the chair and pushed Jungkook into the bathroom. "Be quiet!" she whispered and closed the door on his very confused face.

Shit!

Shit!

Shit!

What the hell was she going to do?

How was she going to get Jungkook out of there? How was he going to get Preeda out of there?

Could she pretend not to be home?

No, surely the doorman already told her mother that she was home.

And she really had no more ideas, she was in pure panic wanting to jump out the window and die.

Couldn't that woman call before she showed up at her house? Or even notify that she was coming to visit?

Why did she even have a phone if she wasn't going to use it??!

What kind of polite classy woman was she? Polite women reported their presence and never wanted to disturb!

But of course that didn't apply to her mother with her.

Shit.

How could she make her go fast?

Her eyes then saw the dust on the ground and without thinking twice, she took a handful and threw it on her head, on the verge of self-provoking an allergy attack. Yep, that's it. Great minds have great ideas and now hers was white, dirty and full anti-Preeda mode. With this she would scare her mother off in two seconds because nothing displeased Preeda more than dust and dirt.

"Mother!" she exclaimed, leaving the room with open arms and a huge smile on her lips.

"Oh, you're ther-" the words died in her mother's mouth, seeing how she looked. A rather judgmental look slid through Lisa's dusty —tied up in a ponytail— hair down the old white T-shirt tied around her waist and the oversized gray sweatpants stained with white paint. "What are you doing Lalisa Manoban?"

"Working," she shrugged. "Didn't I tell you I'm now a handy woman? It's very empowering "

Her mother sighed disapprovingly, judging her pants perhaps too much. "Why can't you empower yourself by taking a man's role in a big corporation instead of... whatever this is," she pointed her head to toe with a long beige fingernail.

"It's a waste of money to pay for people to paint a wall for you," Lisa explained, dismissing the issue as she should. "And what is this, mother? Not even a hi?" she pouted with clear intentions and approached her mother who widened her eyes as if she had leprosy, terrified. "It's been months, mommy! Let's hug!!!!!"

"Don't you dare Lalisa!" her mother put up a hand as a shield.

Lisa stretched her lower lip even more. "But Mommy..."

"Lalisa, stop playing," her mother warned with her index finger held up.

"What is this? You come all the way from Thailand to see me and you don't want to hug me? " she feigned offense but showing the biggest puppy eyes possible, putting her hands on her waist.

Preeda looked at her like she was crazy and with good reason, Lisa never hugged her mother but Lisa had to make sacrifices. "I know you're just messing with me Lalisa and I'd appreciate you to  stop the show"

Ooof.

"What show? I just want to hug you! " and she didn't even allow her to refuse this time, she wrapped her arms full of dust around her and pressed her against her body with traces of sweat. The girl who was also a very bad daughter loved the way her mother froze like a surly cat. "Aww, I missed you so much mom"

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