Post by SENA PARK on May 27, 2014 7:37:24 GMT -7
Everyone gathered around the table and took their places as Jun’s babbling over how inexperienced in a relationship his daughter was seemed to never end while he took his seat at the head of the rectangular table. Obviously he approved of Kenjirou that he was comfortable and very willing to straighten up Sena’s ways to please the Demon. "Tsk tsk tsk! What kind of girlfriend are you, pumpkin, not letting your boyfriend see you while you pose in front of the lens and some other guys! You should be mindful of Kenjirou’s needs and wants! You should see him more often! I don’t want to lose a precious gem in the family!"
Sena’s brow raised in disbelief of what she was hearing from his father, as she turned to Kenjirou to see his reaction. Later she took one of the three large bottles of soda, Sena just poured her disbelief at opening the cap then pouring its contents on one another’s designated tall drinking glasses. The matriarch, on the other hand, took off each lid of the containers, revealing what they will be having, the range and variations was wide: grilled baby back ribs, mashed potato, gravy, buttered corn kernels as sides, pasta in sundried tomato sauce, sushi, gyoza, shrimp tempura, Hainanese chicken, vegetable salad, among others. As the two ladies were busy, the patriarch gladly entertained Kenjirou’s question.
"When you’re old and there are many things to think about like business you rarely get to watch anything except news! Though yes, I play golf when I have a time. Do you know how to play golf? I can teach you! We should play that one of these days. Oh, don’t call me Jun, you can call me Dad. Call Heather Mom. You’re part of the family now! You’re going to be my son-in-law! My pumpkin just looks stupid, but she is a keeper in a way or two. Even if she’s a troublemaker she has her sweet side too. I know you already know that! " He spoke as if with certainty. For a moment the two ladies looked at the father with their mouths ajar.
"Wow Dad, you’re selling me like I am this season’s newest item. Don’t you want me here anymore?" Sena jokingly said as she took her seat. Playful Kenjirou was nudging her feet with his, to which Sena reacted by nudging back, hiding a giggle on her face by drawing to her lips the glass of soda.
Sena’s mother sat down too without contradictions as to what her husband has said. She spoke to Kenjirou, offering the food on the table, "Take anything you please. I hope these food appeal to your tastes." She then helped herself with the vegetables. After filling her plate, the matriarch looked at the Demon Prince as if she was bothered and wanting to let words slip her lips. Like Sena, she has a little grip on self-control, hence giving in to the urge.
"Kenjirou, I have nothing against you. In fact, I am grateful that you took care of my child when she has this terrible flu. There are just few things that bothered me which sort of taint to fully entrust her to you. The two of you were the only ones here for the longest time...Are you willing to marry Sena if...you know...something comes up? Did you have sex with Sena?"
That very moment Sena spitted out the soda in her mouth to her father, who took the cloth napkin on his lap and tried to dry his face. Sena slammed the glass and revolted as her whole face turned red in embarrassment. "What’s your problem, you twisted hag! Do you even think that is a good conversation starter?!" Sena was shrieking too much the veins in her neck started to appear.
"I just asked. I don’t want to be caught unprepared when you conceive."
"Why are you so concerned of that part? It’s not like I am like you! You conceived my brother when you were sixteen!"
Sena’s mother flustered, "Excuse me, Ms. Park?!"
"Excuse me, Mrs. Park!"
The girls glared at each other. Then another unexpected thing happened. Like mirror images of themselves, the two did in synch the exact movements: flipped their long, blonde hair, folded their arms in front of their chests and looked irritatingly at their right. Jun Park smiled at Kenjirou, who must be surprised by the whole ordeal. Despite the distance he tried to make sure that this was a normal occurrence in their house. "Aye, don’t mind them. They are always like that...like evil twin sisters. They’ll apologize to each other in three...two...one."
As if it was scripted but in reality it wasn’t, still mirroring each other, the two Park ladies turn their heads to meet each other and in unison --- with the exactly same tone and pitch of voice, they spoke. "Sarreh."
The younger blonde turned to her meat on the plate and began stabbing it with her fork, pouring all her angst and shame on murdering the already dead and cooked meat while the elder has her own dark brown eyes at Kenjirou, awaiting for his response.
Somehow Sena regretted bringing Kenjirou with her. It was embarrassing that he has seen this side too early --- a family composed of eccentric people whose mouths are faster than their heads. Sena just wanted to shrink or vanish, she could not believe they could do this to her in her very birthday.
I won’t be surprised if Kenjirou will break up with me after this meal.
KENJIROU
Sena’s brow raised in disbelief of what she was hearing from his father, as she turned to Kenjirou to see his reaction. Later she took one of the three large bottles of soda, Sena just poured her disbelief at opening the cap then pouring its contents on one another’s designated tall drinking glasses. The matriarch, on the other hand, took off each lid of the containers, revealing what they will be having, the range and variations was wide: grilled baby back ribs, mashed potato, gravy, buttered corn kernels as sides, pasta in sundried tomato sauce, sushi, gyoza, shrimp tempura, Hainanese chicken, vegetable salad, among others. As the two ladies were busy, the patriarch gladly entertained Kenjirou’s question.
"When you’re old and there are many things to think about like business you rarely get to watch anything except news! Though yes, I play golf when I have a time. Do you know how to play golf? I can teach you! We should play that one of these days. Oh, don’t call me Jun, you can call me Dad. Call Heather Mom. You’re part of the family now! You’re going to be my son-in-law! My pumpkin just looks stupid, but she is a keeper in a way or two. Even if she’s a troublemaker she has her sweet side too. I know you already know that! " He spoke as if with certainty. For a moment the two ladies looked at the father with their mouths ajar.
"Wow Dad, you’re selling me like I am this season’s newest item. Don’t you want me here anymore?" Sena jokingly said as she took her seat. Playful Kenjirou was nudging her feet with his, to which Sena reacted by nudging back, hiding a giggle on her face by drawing to her lips the glass of soda.
Sena’s mother sat down too without contradictions as to what her husband has said. She spoke to Kenjirou, offering the food on the table, "Take anything you please. I hope these food appeal to your tastes." She then helped herself with the vegetables. After filling her plate, the matriarch looked at the Demon Prince as if she was bothered and wanting to let words slip her lips. Like Sena, she has a little grip on self-control, hence giving in to the urge.
"Kenjirou, I have nothing against you. In fact, I am grateful that you took care of my child when she has this terrible flu. There are just few things that bothered me which sort of taint to fully entrust her to you. The two of you were the only ones here for the longest time...Are you willing to marry Sena if...you know...something comes up? Did you have sex with Sena?"
That very moment Sena spitted out the soda in her mouth to her father, who took the cloth napkin on his lap and tried to dry his face. Sena slammed the glass and revolted as her whole face turned red in embarrassment. "What’s your problem, you twisted hag! Do you even think that is a good conversation starter?!" Sena was shrieking too much the veins in her neck started to appear.
"I just asked. I don’t want to be caught unprepared when you conceive."
"Why are you so concerned of that part? It’s not like I am like you! You conceived my brother when you were sixteen!"
Sena’s mother flustered, "Excuse me, Ms. Park?!"
"Excuse me, Mrs. Park!"
The girls glared at each other. Then another unexpected thing happened. Like mirror images of themselves, the two did in synch the exact movements: flipped their long, blonde hair, folded their arms in front of their chests and looked irritatingly at their right. Jun Park smiled at Kenjirou, who must be surprised by the whole ordeal. Despite the distance he tried to make sure that this was a normal occurrence in their house. "Aye, don’t mind them. They are always like that...like evil twin sisters. They’ll apologize to each other in three...two...one."
As if it was scripted but in reality it wasn’t, still mirroring each other, the two Park ladies turn their heads to meet each other and in unison --- with the exactly same tone and pitch of voice, they spoke. "Sarreh."
The younger blonde turned to her meat on the plate and began stabbing it with her fork, pouring all her angst and shame on murdering the already dead and cooked meat while the elder has her own dark brown eyes at Kenjirou, awaiting for his response.
Somehow Sena regretted bringing Kenjirou with her. It was embarrassing that he has seen this side too early --- a family composed of eccentric people whose mouths are faster than their heads. Sena just wanted to shrink or vanish, she could not believe they could do this to her in her very birthday.
I won’t be surprised if Kenjirou will break up with me after this meal.
KENJIROU