The Extraordinary Oliver Smith

Of course, he is a teenager but that doesn't make them treat him like a slave.

The young guy stood before the sink, washing the plates when someone threw some glass plates at him.

Looking up, it was his worst nightmare! The person he never expected to see. He could have easily retaliated but wouldn't want to have himself argue with his mother-in-law, so he kept shut and trembled in fear as she walked closer to him.

But something happened! The plates she threw broke. When he discovered that the plates were all broken, he raised his eyes only to see her standing before his eyes! His heart escaped and immediately, he opened and closed his mouth but nothing came out of it. The woman who was dressed in black, with her short hair tied to a bun, and a luxurious necklace around her neck, stared at the young teenager with clenched fists.

No word came out of his mouth but he knew he had to say something, so he swallowed a lot of spit before opening his mouth once more

"I'm sorry..."

The trembling teenager stammered but his mother-in-law gave him a sight which implored that she wasn't ready to listen to his BULL SHITS! At this point, the mature dude predicted what his fate would be. Before he could think twice, the luxurious middle-aged Miranda picked up the broken plates and raised them to his face.

"You're Sorry? But why?"

She inquired and threw the plate at him. He was only a teen, and disrespecting her was similar to disrespecting his grandmother so he insisted on tolerating however she treated him.

"I should have picked the plate... it's all my fault"

He added but Miranda grinned immediately. Her smile tells us that she is the definition of luxury!

"How many times do I have to make it clear to you that this house is nothing like the basement you used to live in? This is the luxury you're living in, how difficult is it to understand the rules?"

"I apologize again, Mom..."

"Who is your Mom? Don't you dare call me mom! I am aged enough to be your grandmother so don't you dare call me MOM!

She cut in his utterance and he bowed

"Noted"

Oliver said in the best possible voice he could think of. She attempted to walk away when she stopped and turned to him

"That doesn't mean that this will slide! The plates you broke cost ten dollars each! Five plates were broken, summing up to fifty dollars, I will have them deducted from your salary!"

Oliver dropped the sponge he held and turned to her.

"But Ma'am, I have so much hope in this month's salary. Deducting fifty dollars means I have nothing left to earn this month. My salary is fifty dollars..."

"And how is that supposed to be my concern?"

Miranda cut off his speech and walked closer to him. Every word Oliver said increased the anger in her. She lifted another ceramic plate and said

"Tell me, what does an eighteen-year-old dude like you need fifty dollars for? Besides, you should have thought about that before marrying Zora!"

She dropped the plate and it broke. A voice echoed immediately

"Mom!"

They looked and saw Zora. Her black eyes made way for her beauty. She was slim, tall and had the body of a model but dressed simply.

Seeing Zora kind of pissed Miranda off. She put on her fake smile and walked to Zora who was standing at the kitchen exit.

"Mom, you don't have to do this to Oliver!"

"And who are you to defend him?"

Miranda inquired immediately and Zora sighed. She ignored her and walked to Oliver who was silent.

"Are you okay, babe?" Miranda busted into laughter the moment Zora asked Oliver this question. She stared at them as if they were fools while Oliver's eyes concentrated on the broken plates- probably because of his income which was deducted

"Babe?" Zora tried to shake him to an answer but he was still silent. This was when Miranda took a step and yelled

"Zora, when will you learn how to accept the fact that Oliver is a nobody?"

"Mom, Oliver is my husband" Zora dashed back at Miranda with her widened eyes.

"You should be ashamed of yourself for calling that idiot your husband. He ruined your life, destroyed your future, and tarnished our image! What more will he do? Will you finally get him thrown out of your life the moment he spills our family's secret to our business foes for money?"

Ignoring what her Mom just said, Zora held Oliver's arm and inquired again "I asked a question, Did anything wrong happen to you?"

"Nothing... I am fine" Oliver's tone was cracking but he sustained it until he finished his sentence. But Zora wasn't convinced that Oliver wasn't tortured by Miranda. That is how Miranda always sounds towards him on several occasions- always making him feel like he's a nobody and doesn't waste time disgracing him before a lot of people.

"Mom, the best decision here is to let my husband and I be! You can't have us obey you all the time"

"Furthermore, we are no longer teenagers! We are now adults. For crying out loud we are eighteen, it gives us the right to do what adults do! Don't always treat my husband and me as if we are mere immature people...You shouldn't have approved of our marriage knowing you will be against it later!"

Zora yelled as Miranda continued gazing at Oliver Maliciously as if she'd kill him but Oliver's eyes were fixed on the floor.

"I respect your privacy, Mom and a little bit of privacy to our marriage should make a do. Excuse us..."

Zora said and attempted to walk away when Miranda yelled

"Hold on!"

They stopped and turned back.

"What is it now, Mom?"

Zora inquired and Miranda gave her an envelope.

"What is this?"

She inquired and her mom responded

"Open it!"

After exchanging several looks with Oliver, Zora decided to open the envelope to see what it contained but to her great surprise, it was the worst envelope ever! She looked at her mother surprisingly and exclaimed

"What!"