The White's family

The couple finally arrives at their home. Mrs. Clara quickly takes a light shower to freshen her body. All her neck and leg feel stiff maybe because of all of the shocked that she receives after one another. Mr. Louis, on the other hand, sitting on the couch he just zoned out on his owns. The news about the surgery is done still in his mind. It because he knows nothing about what going on except that his wife almost knocked over someones and she ends up getting surgery. He still thinks that her wife in great shocked thus to further dig into the matters may cause her stress out. So it is better to let her calm down and have a good rest. Luckily that the woman also in Intensive Care Units (ICU) so that they can go back to have a rest. Tomorrow may be another roller coaster ride for the husband and wife. After the shower, she went to his husband. What are you thinking dear? Do you seem lost? She keeps drying her hair beside him while waiting for an answer. No, it just that I never knew something would happen to you like this. Oh, honey it unavoidable, it things that we called fate. No need to be worried about. Maybe it has given me a little shock about it but don't let it bother you to dear. Hurmmm, Mr. Louis still in his silent mode, his hand cares on his wife's hairs. Of course, I care a lot about you. Your is my wife. The person that I swear to take care of being in such a situation. It, of course, will affect me. Oh, honey, Mrs. Clara kiss his husband gently on his cheek. He then pats her heads and hugs her. In his mind, he continues to think about what happens if he loses her today. They both then go to sleep after chatting a little bit more about the incident. Hearing some loud noise downstairs Mrs.Clara quickly open her eyes. Noticing that his husband is not beside her on the bed. Where is he? The sound becomes more clear and a sudden sound of glass breaking apart make her jump out of the bed. Honey, Louis what going on downstairs? A familiar silhouette bending over the kitchen counter make her smile. There is freshly brewed coffee, a toast and jam and also full English breakfast set on the dining table. The bending silhouette finally standing straight. Mom, sorry I broke one of your plates again. Her only sons Niklas emerge from the kitchen counter smiling while holding the bits of the crack plate. Oh boy, only one day I let you used my kitchen but you smash things to bits. She smiles and walks towards him. Its okay mom no need to help me I will clean up the mess. Just wait at the table for dad to come and we can have breakfast together. Feeling touch for her son thoughtfulness she goes straight to the table. Still smiling from ears to ears, Mrs. Clara takes a sit on the chair while pouring some coffee into her cups. Taking a little sip she voices out to her son. Where is your father? Oh, dad, had some business to take care of at his studies. He said to call him when you wake up. Hmmm... She continues to sips her coffee while nodding as she understands the message that his son deliver. It felt like yesterday never happen and his sons home. This is the family view that she already used to. Mrs. Clara smiles and continues to drink her coffee.