Filthy Rich by Atarah Yvaine (electronic reader txt) 📖

"Hey, Mama Yen. I miss you." Ali hugged her back. I am watching them and I suddenly think of Nayana. I feel so bad right now because she trusted me a lot with his son and now I didn't just broke Deus heart, I broke his parent’s heart also.

"I see you are with someone" Ali break the hug and pulled me to introduce.

"Yes, Mama Yen. I am with my best friend Ellie. Ellie this is my Mama Yen. She took care of me since I was a kid." Her Mama Yen hugged me.

"Nice to meet you. I'm glad my baby Ali have a friend like you."

"I am thankful for her too Mama Yen. Thank you for raising her well." I said and hug her back.

"Come on enough with the drama. I am hungry do you prepare my favorite Mama Yen?" Ali is being ecstatic.

"Yes, I do. I am very much excited when I got the news that you're going to pay us a visit." they keep on sharing each other's stories while I am starting to admire the white sand and the calm sea. This place is a paradise. I can stay here forever if I am with all the people I cherished and love.

We started walking off the shore and I stated to see a beautiful mansion from a far. We needed to ride a vehicle that look like a tricycle to get there. There is a lot of coconut trees and everything is so green. I am sure that everything will look better tomorrow with the sun light. The sun already set and it's a bit dark.

The mansion is big and spectacular.

"Oh my gosh, I miss this house. The last time I was here Mom still alive." Ali is teary eyed and I pat her back to somehow comfort and remind her that I am here. Ali was hugging a black box. I don't know what is inside it. She was hugging that thing since our departure from the city.

"Don't cry Ali. We miss her so much too. I know she's up there looking after and continuously guiding her only daughter. She will not like it if she sees you crying or feeling sad so cheer up." Mama Yen is also trying her best to calm her even though she herself is on the verge of crying.

Just by looking for them I can also feel a stir of emotion. My eyes became watery.

"I miss you so much. I am sorry mom. Forgive me if I only got the courage to go back here after a year of your passing. I can't accept it and I know I am going to be this vulnerable once I got here in your favorite place. But now you're finally here. I did it. I brought you back here." Ali is hugging the box tightly. She is even talking to it. My tears are now falling.

Oh, what inside the box is her mother's urn and ashes? My heart feels so tight and heavy with the thought that it's her mom's remains.

Mama Yen is now hugging her. They are crying their heart out while I am also silently crying here beside them. I didn't expect our arrival to be like this. Ali can't seem to hold her feelings the moment we stepped our feet on the ground of their mansion. I know she is hiding that for quite a long period of time now and I'm glad she finally let it out. She sank to her knees still holding the box.

"I should've stop her from going to my dad's office that day. Then, maybe just maybe I save her from the broken heart and maybe she's still with me right now. It's all my fault I had the chance to stop her. I had the chance..." Ali is sobbing so hard and I am too. I also kneeled in front of her and hugged her. She cried as if the ferocity of it might bring her mom back.

"Ssshhh. Don't be too harsh on yourself. It's not your fault." I whispered and rub her back.

"I want my mommy back" I can feel her agony. She's sobbing so hard and hugging the box as if her life depends on it. This is her vulnerable side. In school she is always jolly and happy. Everyone envied her wealth, brain and looks but behind her strong and cheerful mask hides this side of her. The soft and broken Alison.

"My poor Ali" Mama Yen is also sobbing. Her family is watching and also crying.

We cried until our eyes dried. Ali fell asleep and Mama Yens husband carry her into her room. I stayed in the living room with Mama Yen.

"Did she tell you about her mom?" she asked and I nod.

"She tells me everything but she never cried like that. She always looks happy and fine. She loves hiding her emotions." My eyes feel heavy and tired.

"She's suppressing her feelings. I know she's mad with her dad and she's longing for her mom. Thank you for being with her through this." She hugged me.

"She always willing to help me and in turn I also want to help her with all I can"

"Are you hungry?" she asked me trying to lighten up the environment.

I see that they prepare a lot of food. As much as I want to taste those but I still don't have my appetite.

"No. I just want to rest."

"Ok. I know you are tired from the trip and the drama. Let me show you your room" she stands up and I go with her. I am looking around the house as we walked and climbed the stairs. The paintings are so cool and very aesthetic but one really captures my attention. It is a painting of a young lady looking so beautiful with a sundress and a ribbon on her head.

"Is that her mom?" I asked