Broken With My Mother In Law

Linda’s POV

The sun was shining when I opened my eyes. I blinked a few times to clear my sight and furrowed my eyebrows. Deciding that my sleep is enough, I stretch my hands and prepare to really wake up. I got out of bed to check my phone which was charged on the bedside table and check for the time. It is still early. 

Using my hands as a comb to comb my hair, I walked to the direction of the bathroom and washed my face. I looked at my face after, still beautiful, I said out loud. After I’m done, I get my toothbrush and brush my teeth. 

My day started early and was wonderful and I really hope that this will last until evening. These past few days have been so tiring for me and I don’t want to even talk about it. When I am done, I wipe my face with the white face towel hanging beside the body towel. I am ready to get my day started. 

Before I ate breakfast, I decided to just hang around the room for a bit. I am checking my social media accounts and just scrolling through my phone. After a while, I heard voices. Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

“Oh, dear, you are getting more and more beautiful. Are you looking for Donald? Come on.” This weekend, I was resting at home. Early in the morning, I heard a visitor. I hurried out of bed and saw someone through the door, Caroline? She was the one who had been messing with Donald last time. Why did she come to the house? Wait, she seemed to be carrying something in her hand. Is this to please Diana while Donald is away?

“In a couple of days, there will be a group building activity in the hospital. Our group just lacks one person. They asked me to come and ask Donald to go with us, so I don’t think Donald will refuse.” 

I felt like that really is not the reason. Because of all their colleagues, why is she the one who let them come to Donald personally? There are many more reasons but I think she came here to take advantage of the situation. 

 It seems that I have to go out and let her know that I exist. She is not paying attention to his real girlfriend. Still wearing pajamas, I just went to the living room with my hair long. If I dressed too carefully, she would think I was a guest. I deliberately walked past her and ignored her.

“Oh, is this your nanny? Why didn’t you get up at this time? Don’t you need to clean up the housework early?” I gave her a supercilious look, just let her see who I am, really blind, whose nanny dares to be so lazy in front of the master? If I didn’t pick her up, let her be arrogant for a while. I went to the bathroom to wash and dress. After a series of operations, she was still sitting there.

“As an ex-girlfriend, you should look like an ex-girlfriend. Donald owes you? Let you come here shamelessly every day. I haven’t heard that he owes you anything. Whether you owe him or not is another matter.” She looked at me and wanted to say something to me. She blushed and was speechless when she heard me say what I had said.

“Ah? I just came to help the league building activities and called him. I didn’t want to do anything. Don’t get me wrong. I’ll leave right away.” Her eyes were red, and I didn’t even say anything. It was like I bullied her. The last time I saw her holding Donald, there was nothing so fragile. Don’t go at once, leave now, don’t dirty my eyes.

“Linda, she is a guest. What are you doing so insolently? Besides, I think she is very simple and kind. It’s okay, just sit down. You can leave whenever you want, regardless of her.” Diana took her hand as if she had seen her own daughter, and this time I was trying to get rid of her. If she can’t get rid of her, let her go by herself. I used to squeeze her aside, I sat there with her, and she ate snacks on the table, so I wouldn’t let her eat them. Anyway, I followed what she did, and I’ll see how long she can endure it.

“Carolyn, let’s go out for lunch. Go to the new restaurant that opened recently. I hear it tastes good. Linda, will you come with us?” Diana said calmly, she really refreshed my three views again, watching me run on Caroline. If she is not happy, then go out. Anyway, I am not happy with you two.

“Oh, dear, I won’t go. Have a nice meal!” I tried to squeeze out a smile and looked at her. She asked me if I wanted to go. I couldn’t have the cheek to keep up. Besides, I was also very busy and didn’t have time to take care of the both of them.

When I say busy, I mean, I am busy doing nothing. After breakfast, I am just sitting here on the comfortable sofa. Watching or what I meant was I am listening to the television while playing with my phone. 

I am currently addicted to this game on my phone. It is an arcade-style game in which the player controls the bird named Flap, which moves persistently to the right. The player is tasked with navigating Flap through pairs of buildings that have equally sized gaps placed at random heights. Flap automatically descends and only ascends when the player taps the touchscreen. Each successful pass through a pair of buildings awards the player one point. 

Colliding with a building or the ground ends the gameplay. During the game over screen, the player is awarded a bronze medal if they reached ten or more points, a silver medal from twenty points, a gold medal from thirty points, and a platinum medal from forty points. 

Currently, I only got twenty five points and I want to gain the platinum medal. I don’t know, even though this game can get really frustrating, it also relaxes me too. And even though it really is nothing when you get a high score, I can get the feeling of self content. 

I kept playing until I got so frustrated because the highest I got was only thirty. So I switched to a different game. This time, this is an action game online. 

The player can shoot, crouch, sprint, throw grenades, aim, reload their weapons, leap over obstacles, knife enemies, change or pick up weapons, and use abilities supported by the equipped class. A new key feature for this game is the ability to choose soldier classes ranging from Assault, Heavy, Sniper, Recon, Support, Bounty Hunter, Sapper, X-1 Morph, Kommander, and Marauder. 

Each of which has its own different perks and weapons, although a player’s class does not prevent the player from picking up different classes’ weapons in-game. As the player continues in certain classes and acquires a “weapon score”, new guns and attachments to use in both the campaign and multiplayer are unlocked. 

This time, I am hooked at the visual and quality of the game. I was in the middle of a really good fight when I heard a bang at the television which made me straighten up on my seat and my phone fell. With this, I lost my concentration and lost the game. I could just sigh in defeat. Maybe I need a rest. I thought. So I went back to my bed and just enjoyed the softness of it. 

It’s really comfortable at home, without seeing their faces. I lay on my bed again lazily brushing my mobile phone this time since I am done playing. Before I met Donald, I once cast several hand-painted pictures on a painting manuscript platform called “Let’s Draw Together”. Now I open it and see that all the manuscripts have been submitted, and there are still messages to submit manuscripts. I thought it was not bad, and it was also a source of income. Anyway, I have a lot of leisure time, so I should negotiate to accept the manuscripts.

My experience as a painter is both hard and  fulfilling. I realized that being a painter involves a commitment to my work, and a willingness to make it one of my priorities. No one else can help me with this aspect, so it comes entirely from within and must be something I truly know about myself. If I give it thought and decide that I am not comfortable making this sort of declaration, then the life of a professional artist is not for me, because that is a necessary part of being one. I am glad that I persevered.