The introduction was quite shocking. It took Oliver's parents a while to process what he had just said. They looked at each other for a while, realising that their kind, very young son was going to be a father.
The revelation was shocking, at the same time, something they couldn't deny.
It didn't matter if they were willing to believe it; the rice was already cooked, the dough was already in the oven.
It is just a matter of time before they become grandparents.
Oliver giggled as he watched them move to a corner and speak in hushed voices.
After a while, they returned and stood before Arin and Jiah.
"Arin, you need to give us an explanation."
Mother was the first to speak. She gently looked at her son, waiting to see if there was some reasonable explanation for everything.
"Ah! Wait a minute. Let me explain." Oliver smoothly walked over and stood on their side.
"What do you have to say?" James, Oliver's father, asked.
