help to do so."
"This
restaurant, you think it's a good business venture?" his father
asked gruffly; leaning forward, his hands clasped in front of him.
John knew that look: his father was a very smart businessman and that
had served him well in accumulating a vast amount of wealth. He had
started peddling his wares out of the trunk of his car and had moved
up to a small shop catering to peoples' needs and had built up from
there.
"I
think so, she has some great ideas and is very ambitious," he
leaned forward earnestly. "We are determined to make this work
father, I promise."
They
left him alone in the huge dining room to discuss the matter between
them and John spent the time pacing the carpeted floor. He wanted
this to work but as he told Rosa, even if he had to go corporate he
would make sure they were taken care of.
They
came back into the room shortly and he realized there was a slight
smile on his mother's placidly beautiful face.
"We
will give you the money and the apartment you live in," Peter
Yang told his son. "And we wish you all the best. I am going to
deposit the money into your account and I think this will be enough
to open that restaurant?" He showed him a figure he had written
down on a notepad and John almost shouted with joy. It was far more
than he had expected to get from them considering the way they felt
about him being with Rosa.
"Thanks
father," he said giving a formal bow. Peter Yang nodded and left
the room.
"You
are happy with her?" his mother asked him softly.
"Immensely
mother. I have never felt this way before and it does not matter what
I have to give up as long as it's not her or our baby.” He told
her sincerely.
"Be
happy son," she told him softly, placing a hand gently against
his cheek. "What you are talking about is not something many
people have."
"Are
you happy mother?" he asked her suddenly.
She
smiled at him gently. "Happiness is a state of mind. I am
contented and I am satisfied with that."
*****
Rosa
felt her belly stiffened as she stood up from behind the desk. It was
approaching February and she was not as sick as she was before but
she noticed, the more the baby was growing inside her the stiffer her
tummy was getting.
John had called and said he had some great
news he wanted to share with her as soon as she reached home. Ever
since she had agreed to marry him, she had been spending more time at
his apartment than hers and he had teasingly told her that she was
paying rent for nothing because she was never there. She knew he was
concerned she was not giving up her apartment but she had assured him
she just had not gotten around to doing so.
They
were going to get married as soon as possible, maybe in March because
it was only going to be a small ceremony.
She was
so happy she could not believe it was at all possible. He made her
feel very special and she was glad the day she met him.
Her
phone rang just then and she realized it was her mother. "Mama,
hi."
"Hey
there baby girl," her mother responded warmly. Ever since she
had learned about the baby and they had told her about the impending
nuptials she had been beside herself with joy. "I was thinking
of having a little engagement party here at the house for you guys."
"Mama,
we had not thought of that," Rosa said with a laugh. "We
did not even think about a ring."
"Think
fast girl. I want to throw an engagement party for you and that
fabulous man you landed." Her mother told her with a laugh.
"Okay,
I will tell John about it and see what he says." Rosa told her.
"How
is the pregnancy treating you?" she asked in concern.
"I
have been getting a little stiff and the morning sickness is getting
better." Rosa said with a grateful sigh.
"Welcome
to parenthood honey," her mother said indulgently. "You
were such a fighter when you were in my womb, could not wait to come
out and view the world. I was sick like a dog for almost the whole
nine months, could not keep down a blessed thing. Your poor daddy was
beside