Mother

She was once again waiting for the customer sitting in the lobby restaurant of a five star hotel sipping her coffee as usual.  Hotel management knew about her and allowed her to sit there and if any interested guest of the hotel wanted to have a company of a girl, a waiter provided her the room number.  She was paid by the hotel later weekly.  

She was taking the last sip of her coffee when the waiter came and gave her a chit.  She just had a glance at the room number and stood immediately.   

The door was immediately opened as she knocked.  He was a handsome man of between 30 - 40 years.   He seemed not to be very talkative person.  Just introduced himself, and lied on the bed waiting for her to come.  She smiled very professionally, then paused as remembered something. 

“Excuse me,” She said to the man, the smile was still was on her lips. 

She took out her cell phone and went to the window of the room punching some number rapidly.

“Hello  Martha! Its me, did you feed the baby?  I put the feeder on the table, okay, what is she doing now, sleeping, nice.  I will be back within few hours.” 

She switched off the cell phone and went back to the bed where the man was waiting for her quietly.  “Sorry, it was my daughter, I wanted to make sure she is well-fed and comfortable.”  She said to the main with a smile, getting herself undressed.

Two weeks later, she was sitting in her single room house, her daughter was giggling and playing on the bed.  She heard the knock at the door.  She went to the door and unlatched it.  He, the same man was standing there, she recognized him at once, and said, “I’m sorry I don’t entertain the customers at home, you better come to the hotel if you want to……………..”  “No, no, my intention to visit you is not that!”  He interrupted her, “I have to talk to you about something else, shall I come in?” 

She moved aside to let him in.  “Yes, what do you want?” She was looking quite puzzled. 

“Okay, I come to the point directly, will you marry me?”  He looked firm, but still hesitant, while he said this.

She didn’t respond, just staring at him covering her opened moth with one hand.  “Are you out of your mind?   You do not know what are you talking, or you must be joking.” 

“No, I am serious, and I am well aware what I am talking, and what I am asking.  I have thought a lot since I passed that night with you two weeks back and I decided to see, and offer you to be my life partner.  The hotel management very hardly allow me to have your address when I expressed why I wanted to see you.”

“But why, you know who I am…. a pro. I am a call…………….” “No, don’t say that, please!”

“It’s damn truth, I don’t understand why you want to marry me.”  She was still looking shocked and puzzled.

“Why mister…………..?”    “Because you are a “mother”!” He interjected.

“So what if I am a mother? What relation it has to asking me to marry you?”

“Yes it has a relation, because my mother was a pro and call girl too, and she was doing this because of me, she was single parent, my father left her in the middle when I was in her womb.  Time passed and when I was a boy I wanted to stop her, but there was no source of income and I was too young.  And when I became strong enough to stop her she died.  You are a mother, too, I want to stop you from this …………… I will take care of your baby, I guarantee you.  Please let me safe at least a mother from ruining her life for her baby.” 

He was sitting bowing his head to hide his tears from her, but she was not caring to hide hers which were rolling down her cheeks where the pleasure was dawning.  She went to him, took his face in her hands, raised his head, and started kissing all over his face.  “Okay I will marry you, let’s get out this life.”

He stood up, picked up the baby in his arms and they went out to enter into the new life.

 

 

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  • Its okay Usra, it happens somethime, feelings hurts.  But the world is vast and the humban tragedies are also endless. Our society is also not empty from these painful stories.

  • Prostitution exist only because of men.
    I'm agree to you Evangelina.
  • What a sad and heart touching story.I feel to write lots things but due to my poor English unable to write.But I read others comments.As Evangelina said the punishment is correct.
    Good story but should not happen.
  • frankly, when i've started reading i thought that this story is going to be a story of a very common daydream of almost any man, in fact this kind of stories when a handsome and a rich man tries to pick up a hooker from the darkness that she is living in is sooooo common so the psychology has given a name for such thoughts or behaving .
    but reaching the last part of the story made the story takes a new direction and a new idea when the man started talking about his mom, but still he was able to support the woman and the little kid only with the money and give the woman the free willness to make her live without marrying her of course :D but u know what lets assume that the guy had a real emotion towards the pro ,in this case i have to say that Freud was a quite right when he had talked about "Oedipus complex"

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