It's okay to not be okay.....

Peter was informed that they had an official family meet that day with the presence of reporters all around. So, he was ordered to behave in normal manner and treat the step mother like his own mother because they hadn't told anyone about Peter's origination and everyone was told that Peter was second son of the family and because James was older than Peter, he was considered first son of the family but he wasn't related to blood that was still a secret.

Peter went to office with an arrangement of schedule containing family dinner at dinner time. As he entered his office, Sofia went to get coffee for him.She felt something missing on Peter's face, that was a revengeful look, which he always wore. But that day, he had sadness on his face.

"Mr. Peter, Here." Sofia put the cup of coffee on the table.

"Thanks." Peter replied again without giving a thought.

'Thanks, he never told me thanks before. Has he changed? Has he started falling for me? Now, I will not get bullied by this fellow.' she started smiling making noise.

"Do you have any problem?" Peter asked. Sofia noticed his teary swollen eyes.

"Are you okay?" Sofia looked showing a pitiful look.

"It's okay to not to be okay." he said on low voice.

"If you are sad, you can share me your sadness, I will listen." she sat on the chair in front of his desk.

Looking at her, he felt quite good because she was the first one who asked him that if he was okay, while others always focused on how company was going or if it is well managed. He got up from the chair, he was sitting went to her.

"Stand up." he said looking at her face with the tears in his eyes.

"Why?" she stood up and glanced a look at him, he pulled her into his arms and started crying on her shoulders. It wasn't a new thing for Sofia as she had seen him more broken before. She took her hands out of pocket and also wrapped her hands around his waist and patted to make him feel okay.

"Are you okay?" she again asked holding him on her embrace.

"No, father wants me to join the meeting at dinner and he also wants me to treat her like my mom." he expressed himself with scared tone.

"Time will pass by, don't cry." she patted him.

"Why do you always make me feel good at the time I feel bad?" he questioned unwrapping his hands from her.

"Why do you always cry?" she said smiling at him and brought him some tissue paper so that he could dry his wet face.

"Are you mocking me?" he asked angrily.

"Yes." she answered.

"You..... You want to die....." he went to his chair and started laughing.

"Kill me, if you dare." she teased him as she went out of the office.

Peter smiled at her and started doing his office work and eventually felt good.

Again, after about 5 minutes, Sofia again entered the room.

"Your eyes are like a tomato." she laughed at him."Here, use this. It will reduce swelling" she showed him the bag of ice.

"Apply it for me, I should finish these works, I'm busy." he didn't even looked at her face.He was busy reading.

"How are you surviving till now? You are so dependent on others." she said when she went behind his chair and grabbed the file from his hands.

"What are you doing?" he asked.

"Your eyes need rest, apply it and rest for a while." she took the file with her and pointed towards sofa.

He stood up and sat on sofa. She gently applied the ice bag to the swollen eyes,"Don't get up, Give your eyes rest for about 5 minutes." she was going to go outside.

"My files?" he asked.

"I won't eat them." she put them on his desk.

"You may." he answered while laughing.

"Do you take me as an paper eating animal?" she asked angrily.

"Are you not?" he questioned with teasing tone.

"When have you seen me eating paper?" she asked in scary tone.

"On the day of result, you ate the mark sheet." he started laughing like a crazy.

"That day...... When I don't remember." saying these she rush out of the office to not feel mocked.

He smiled and got up from the couch and started working.

(4.00 pm - at the time of having leave from office)

Peter was still on his office. Sofia was packing her things to go to home, she had a glance at his office, he was there. She remembered something and went inside.

"Mr.Peter?" she asked from the door. He looked at the door, smiled and raised his eyebrow asking what do you need.

"Best of luck."She said these words and went outside. He smiled and remembered that he had family meet today, he got up and went to get his car for him to ride home.

(Dinner time)

It was dinner time.In a good hotel, parents were waiting for their children. James came their being followed by reporters , but the reporters were stopped by the bodyguards at the gate.

After sometime, Peter entered. "Sorry I was late," he said and sat next to James.

"It's ok. How is office going on?" asked his father.

"Good, father." he said. "but I have an important meeting the next day, If you don't mind, May I leave?" he asked directly.

"..." Father was going to say something but the lady next to him, his step- mother added."Okay, get going and take care." showing him a smile.

He nodded and went outside to get his car. He wasn't sad but was happy that day for having a happy ending of the meet. He was happy that his father didn't scold him as always for not being polite to his step mom, but this time he didn't even talk to her. So, his father couldn't blame him and scold him. He felt relieved after the meet, drove home, had dinner and went to bed with a smile on his face.