The Flight Attendant ✈️❤ (COMPLETED)

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Third person POV

Mew Gulf both reached his mom's home.

Mew was nervous now...'why do I have to give all the tests today?'

"Gulf...You are here" His mom came and hugged him.

"Hi...Mommyyy...I missed you so much"

"I missed you too son!"

"Mom..This is Mew"

"Hello Mew"

"Hello Mam, Nice to meet you"

"Please Come in.."

They all went inside the house. His mom brought drinks for them..

"Mom..I want to tell you something" Gulf decided to tell her.

"Yes son?"

"Umm..remember one time I told you on phone that I have met someone special"

"Yes..."

"Mom, Mew...He is my boyfriend"

There! He said it!!

She didnt react...Just looked at Mew...Mew was really nervous...

"Oh...Your boyfriend...hmm"

"Mom...Are you upset with me?"

"No son...why would I be upset? Im just thinking why would this handsome young man became your boyfriend! Look at you Gulffiiee!" She started teasing Gulf ..

"Mom! You should praise your son. Im such a nice boy!"

"Oh please Gulfiiee...I know how nice you are...Now let me talk with him

She faced Mew..."Mew..right? What do you do for living?"

"Umm...Mam...I work with him in Atire Airlines"

"Oh god! Such a down to earth boyfiee I have got!! Mom he is the CEO of Atire Airlines" Gulf explained.

"What? Really? "

Mew just nodded his head in embarrassment.

"Such a well mannered man! Gulf how did you even trap.."

"Mam, sorry for interrupting but...I like Gulf first..and he likes me too. Everything has been mutual." Mew never want someone to ever have tiniest doubt also that Gulf like him because of his position.

"Oh...Mr. Mew, Im just teasing my son. but Im glad you are not letting anyone think negative about my son!"

"He is gem na mom?" Gulf asked.

"There's no doubt! I Accept your relation baby" She gave heart warming smile to them. Gulf hugged her. Mew was relaxed now.

"Mr. Mew...you can also join this hug" She said.

"Mam, Call me Mew"

"Then Mew call me mom! now come here son!"

Mew happily went and joined the hug.

"Mew, Gulf Stay for dinner okay! First time Mew had came, I will cook something special"

"Okay Mom" Gulf said.

"Now go and show him washroom so that he can get fresh"

They both nodded and went to his room.

"Baby"

"Yes Boo?"

"Remember you promise me that if I hold that creepy frog then I can ask you to do anything"

"Yes..Tell me"

"Umm...i want you to apply for Attendant job"

"Oh God Mew..! I have already told you I wont apply" Gulf said with irritated face.

"But Gulf you promised me that you will do anything"

"But not this Mew. You know I cant"

"Why you cant? Ofcourse you can Bii! Please apply for it!"

"Mew...Mom wont let me. please understand"

"Baby...I will help you to convince her. and important thing is you cant break your promise"

"Mew..Why dont you understand"

"I understand Gulf. But I also want you not to regret in future. I want you to try and I will give all my support!"

"But Mew..."

"Please Gulf...I even did what you asked me...I just had one thing in my mind when I took those nong Froggies in my hand that I have to do it for my baby. If I will win I can ask you to fill form"

Gulf was melted by his words. He did so much just so that Gulf apply for job!

"Fine! I will but After asking Mom"

After  dinner...

His mom brought fruits for them.

"Mom..." Gulf called her.

"Yes son"

"I need to ask something" Mew was sitting next to him.

"what is it? Do i need to be worried?"

"Umm..no"

"Wait...are you both getting married?"

"WHAT? NO!!" Gulf Mew reacted surprised.

"What..? I just asked. You dont wanna get married?" His mother answered casually.

"I would love to Ma...Mom. but we both are still young" Mew answered. Gulf was shy.

"fine! Then what is it? Is my son pregnant?"

"MOM!! IM A MAN!! "Gulf shouted..

she started laughing..."Sorry Im just teasing you son! look at your face!!!"

"Mom! what are you even thinking! "

"Okay okay sorry. now tell me what is it?"

"Umm...Mom...I wanted to ask... that can I..." he was hesitating.

Mew held his hand softly and gave a nod.

"Can I apply for Flight attendant job?"

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