READ WEBNOVEL Recollection : The Mother and Daughter[Son]
Dear diary...
There was a memory that suddenly appears in my head. A memory from my previous life. The memory of the time I spend with my son.
I remember at the time, he was about five years old. His father is a bit busy with the company, even though he promised to bring my son to Nisdeyland. Knowing his father will not fulfil his promise, my son cry for a long time. Even the servant has a bit of trouble calming him down. When I heard he was crying on my way back from the tea party. My heart aches and can't let him cry any longer. So I run into the house and immediately hugs my son. He is sobbing and has a dripping nose. I ask the servant why my son cry. But they seem to don't know. All they knew is my son briefly have a small conversation with his father. Hearing what the servant said, I immediately knew what happen. That man merely cares about his business. He said he cares about his family, I bet the family he meant is his company.
So, I comfort my son and tell him with a gentle voice.
"Is okay, if your father can't take you to Nisdeyland. Then let's go together, shall we?."
"Will... That be okay, mommy?" Ask my son.
"Well, of course, is okay."
"But father..."
"Shhh... Forget about him. Let us have our time together."
I then tell the servant to ask the driver to prepare a car. While I take my son to the usual room I brought him when something like this happen.
"So what kinda clothes do you want to wear today?. This red and black gothic lolita dress or this frilly blue one piece."
"But mommy... This is girl clothing. I said I want to wear boys clothing right?."
"Eeeh... But boys clothing isn't cute. You want to be cute right?. Just do it for mommy, okay?...or we will not go to Nisdeyland."
"Ugh... Fine, but will these clothes make me cute?."
"Well of course it will..." I said while smiling widely.
His definition of cute is actually a bit broken. It was 'definitely' not my fault. The word cute and cool actually gets swap in meaning for him. Also, I need to mention. His hair is considerably long for a young boy. Reaching his shoulder in length. Her baby face also looks androgynous. Making him dress up like a little girl would be looking flawlessly cute. Once I've done dressing her... Him up. We head outside and goes to the front door where the car is already parked there. The driver is standing on the side of the car smiling while waiting for us.
Also, I heard small chatter among the servant. Mainly about how cute their young master has become. I know right?... I almost join in the conversation. If only he is born as a woman. Fufufu... Maybe in the next life. If there was a next life1 guess whose wish that become true?!..
At some point, my son walks closer to the servant that was chattering. He caught the servant attention and they immediately become silent. then suddenly, my son asks the servant.
"Am I really cute in this clothing?."
she... I mean he's currently wearing the red and black lolita dress while wearing a red ribbon headband.
"Yes... Young master currently looks cute!!"
"Definitely cute!!... You are the cutest thing in the world!!"
"Someone... Does someone have tissues?. My nose is bleeding!!."
Hearing the servant responses. My son then smiles, pump his chest upward in a proud manner, and walk elegantly toward me.
She's become a perfect young lady. Aaah... As expected... My daughter is the cutest thing in the entire world!!.