TROUBLES OF LOVE

ringing. It was my mom calling. I looked at the time on the wall clock and it read 6:30pm. I jumped up from my bed before picking the call. “Hello mom, I’m very busy right now. I’ll call you bac

ou have any reservation?” Owen replied and said “yes, we do have a table reserved.” “Under which name sir?” The security man asked. Owen told him and he checked a book he was holding. “Confirmed.” The security man said and a waiter directed us to the reserved table. A cool music was playing in the background. I kept staring at the beautifully decorated interior because i have never been to an expensive restaurant before. “Good evening, what would you like to have sir and ma?” A waiter asked. Owen glanced through the menu and said he’d like to have spaghetti bolognese with chicken and mango juice. “What would you like to have?” Owen asked me. “I’ll go with spaghetti bolognese with chicken too but I’d prefer orange juice “ I replied. “Thank you, will be ready in 5 minutes” the waiter said and he walked away. “Uhmm… I don’t even know your name.” Owen said while scratching his head. He looked like he was nervous. “My