THE HONEYMOON.

King and Payton got out of the car and then dashed to the big door of the house and when they got there, the door opened, and they adjusted their clothes before they entered.

The laughter from Dariel and his mother threw them off guard and they both turned to look at each other to wonder what was funny.

“Mum?” King called out as he walked slowly to where the two sat.

His mum was on the couch while Dariel sat closely beside her as they both stared at his phone.

“Ah! Thank God how two are here,” she finally raised her head to look at them.

“Dariel was just telling me. You guys should have talked sooner if you wanted a honeymoon that much,” she said.

“W… what?” King widened his eyes.

“And, if you wanted a honeymoon, could you not have planned it? It’s not like it is too much or something,” she hissed as she returned her eyes to the screen.

“What did Dariel tell you, Mum?” King asked.

“What do you mean? I only told her how you told me that you would love to go on a honeymoon so bad with yo