“I never thought I would have to PAY for this. How has it gotten to the point where a mother has to pay for visiting her OWN son?!” she says angrily.

“I may be your son, but I'm doing just fine without you interrupting.” He replies rather calmly.

“Interrupting??” she cries in disbelief. “You call a mother worrying about her only son and missing him ‘interrupting’?” she spat.

“Well, yeah. All you will do is complain about how I do things. Nothing in this world is free as you know. and visiting me isn't either.”

“How can you be so cruel?” she asks, not being able to hide her tears anymore.

“Nine months I-”

“Yes, yes, I know. You don't need to reiterate this familiar lecture. If you want me to pay for your carrying me for nine months then I will. But please give me a little time cuz-”

“ADRIAN!!”

“Geez, mum! Fine! I'll pay for it now! But I don't have all that money on me so I'll pay all I can-”

“Are you being serious right now?” she says, suddenly feeling dizzy.

“Yes, I swear! I'll pay as much as you want me-”

“Adrain please! Don't you understand? I don't want any money from you! All I want is for us to be a normal family again.”

He stared at her for a few seconds, his mouth slightly parted, before starting to laugh in disbelief.

Meanwhile, she did the same while crying in disbelief.

“If you don't mind, ” he finally said, maybe five minutes later.

“I'm busy right now and you don't seem to be in your right mind today... Then...” he said bowing a little while grabbing the door to his house.

He closed the door, but she could hear him bursting into laughter again.

She stood there, crying even harder and causing some curios heads to poke out of the neighbouring windows.

She just couldn't believe it.