Groom Hid His Mom’s Job from Bride’s Family — Her Wedding Day Entrance Left Everyone Speechless

The son was ashamed of his mother, a cleaner, in front of the bride’s family, but at his wedding, she caused a sensation.

As her kid tried on a new suit, Marina observed him. It was difficult to think that her child, who was tall, well-built, and dark-haired, was getting married tomorrow. Ilya looked closely at his image in the mirror. He nodded in satisfaction as he turned around and saw how well the suit fit.

The young man turned to his mother and said, “Fashionable outfit.” “And it looks expensive, and the color is good.”

Although Marina thought it was pricey, she exclaimed out loud, “I’m glad you like it.” When I see you in your complete outfit during the wedding, I will undoubtedly cry.

At last, Ilya looked away from the mirror and said, “Mom, would you be attending the wedding or what? We decided you wouldn’t be present.

“Son, we agreed? I assumed you were kidding.

“What are the jokes? The son paced the room uneasily. Have you forgotten the personality of Vika’s parents? There will be many elites at the wedding. There, you’ll feel like an impoverished relative. I will begin to worry about you. Is it your intention to wreck my significant day, Mom? “

After taking Marina’s hand and giving it a gentle squeeze, the son sat down beside her on the couch and said, “Mommy, just think of how uncomfortable you’ll look among those elegant women.” Such humiliation would shatter my heart. And consider your feelings. Alright, we’ll be there the following day. Sip on some champagne or tea. You can provide us your gift and congratulate us.

Marina’s heart tightened in pain. mom own son was so ashamed of mom that he was willing to show up at his own wedding looking like a familyless orphan. Why would I appear unfit? The mother shot back. “I’m going to get my nails done at a reputable hair salon. I’m going to dress nicely.

“What a respectable dress? That old blue stuff! Ilya yelled and began to pace the room once more.

He stepped in front of his mother and said, “So that’s it.” If the polite manner doesn’t make sense to you, I’ll tell you straight. You should not attend the wedding, in my opinion. I’m embarrassed that my mother works as a cleaner, even though I may be. I don’t want to look foolish in front of Vika’s family. Does that make sense? “

After hearing her son’s confession, Marina was stunned and unable to speak. Ilya took his backpack in silence, showed off his suit with pride, and made his way out.

“I’ll say it again, don’t come to the ceremony,” he said as he halted at the threshold. Nobody will be happy to see you there.

A few hours prior, Ilya had departed. Marina reclined in utter stupor on the couch as twilight descended. She was unable to cry because she was so surprised. After turning on the light and taking an old book with family photos from the dresser, the woman started crying.

Her whole unadorned existence was captured in this album. It was difficult for Marina to breathe as memories slammed down on her. An ancient, faded picture. A two-year-old child with blue eyes was there, staring straight into the camera. Her vibrant dress was obviously used.

There was a strange, slender woman next to her, smiling foolishly and with a vacuous expression. The woman was clearly in a good mood, even in the blurry picture.

When Marina’s mother lost her parental rights and vanished from her daughter’s life forever, Marina was two and a half years old. The girl never made an effort to track down her errant mother as she grew older. Why even bother?

a group picture. Third from the left in the second row is Marina, a ten-year-old with defiant golden hair. It wasn’t easy living in the orphanage.

Marina grew up in a facility that looked like the dysfunctional shelters seen in nineties documentaries. Cooks were found stealing food, teachers were blunt, and the director ignored bullying because he didn’t care about the ways older kids enforced rules.

On the porch of a building with a crooked sign, three pretty females dressed as waitresses flirted with a photographer.

Marina didn’t give much thought to her career choice after school and soon found work as a waitress at a roadside café named “By the Road.” Although her pay was modest, the tips left by patrons more than made up for it.

Even though working 12-hour shifts was taxing, Marina remained optimistic. She enjoyed living on her own. She lived in a shared apartment with a large, light-filled room and a kind older couple as neighbors.

She accidentally found a skill in herself and had enough money, but not much. She was able to dress attractively on a dime, it turned out. She purchased second-hand clothing and transformed them into stylish pieces.

An attractive dark-haired man with a similar crown embraced a laughing and joyful Marina as she sat on the grass in a forest meadow during the summer.

Even after all these years, this picture still makes Marina’s heart skip a beat.

When she first met Maxim, she had been employed at the café for over a year. Unexpectedly, the café was packed that June morning. Serving eager patrons with a tray, Marina hurried across the room before tripping and splashing tomato juice on a man by the window.

His light shirt became stained crimson red. When Marina realized how pricey the clothing was, she was at a loss for words. The café supervisor, Stas, hurried to the table and started fretting, threatening to remove her before she had a chance to recover.

“Why worry so much? The man gave Marina the keys to his car while grinning. “I’m heading to my folks’ country cottage, so don’t worry. In the car is a clean shirt. Are you able to retrieve the backpack from the rear seat? “

Snatching the keys, Stas said helpfully, “I’ll bring it, Maxim Nikolaevich.” “This chicken might also break something in your car if it doesn’t.”

When Marina was eventually left alone with the customer, she apologized, saying, “Please pardon me, this is the first time this has happened.” I promise that I will make up for the harm.

Maxim answered. “It’s not a big deal.”

Maxim held out his hand. She shook his hand in response, then ventured to give him her first glance.

After bringing him the backpack, Stas led him to a back room where he could change. Stas made the following scathing comment as he walked by Marina:

“Why do you hesitate? Is your shift over? “

She had just finished collecting money from a devoted couple when she heard a happy voice behind her: “Marina, could you give me a moment of your time? “

Maxim was seated at the same table, wearing a brand-new blue shirt. “Are you going to accept my order? “

“Obviously.”

The girl felt uncomfortable serving the pretty guest. “Don’t be upset, I purposely snapped at you, otherwise he might have made you pay for the shirt,” Stas said, winking at Marina as he personally escorted the man to the door. It is more expensive than your pay.

“How did you come to know this man? “

That’s the mayor’s son, Max Skvortsov. He is well-known across the town.

By that evening, Marina had forgotten about the morning event since she was so worn out from the day’s activities. All she wanted was to get home and fall asleep.

Outside, it was already dark. Abruptly, a pale foreign vehicle approached the café. Marina recognized the car after examining it more closely. Why was the son of the mayor here?

Maxim leaped from the vehicle and made his way directly to Marina. “Have you finished work?” he asked, bringing the flowers to her. I apologize; I picked white roses as I had no idea what sort you like. However, I swear that I will only give you your favorites going forward.

Marina was utterly confused.

In reality, I’m wooing you. In addition, it’s such a beautiful evening; perhaps we might go somewhere? Max laughed as he spoke.

The whole situation felt like a fantastical dream. Marina understood that she was prepared to accompany him anywhere. But she snapped back to the present. She recalled wearing a basic t-shirt and faded pants.

Marina apologized and said, “Thank you, but I’m tired, I can’t today.”

Then tomorrow? Max persisted.

They never parted after meeting the following day. At first sight, it was love. Maxim was a student of economics. Following his successful completion of his summer examinations, they began seeing each other daily.

Max introduced his classmates from university to Marina. They frequently went swimming and cooked together in the woods. It was Marina’s happiest, most carefree, and most memorable period of life. Happiness like this never came again to her.

All of Marina and Maxim’s hopes for the future fell apart, even though they had already begun organizing their wedding. Maxim’s cousin informed Daddy-the-Mayor that he had been spotted on the street with some ragamuffin. Marina’s existence became a nightmare.

Their connection was frowned upon by the Skvortsov family. It made sense. An orphanage girl and her lone son.

Marina was ordered to leave Maxim by his mother, who called him hundreds of times every day. When Maxim’s cousin visited the cafe, a horrible scandal broke out.

Neighbors then mentioned that for an hour, some people had been inquiring about Marina.

According to Yakov Ivanovich, the apartment’s neighbor, “a lady recently offered us good money if we confirmed that you were a prostitute and a drug addict.” I threw her out.

Marina kept her fiancé in the dark. She was aware that decisions were now being made regarding his eligibility for an exchange program for students abroad.

A anxiety settled in his eyes, suggesting that he was likewise under pressure. He would occasionally gaze at his beloved’s face tensely, but he would sigh with relief when he saw her soft smile.

Maxim called Marina two weeks prior to his departure.

This is Maxim’s father, Nikolai Borisovich. Before my son leaves, you have to end your relationship with him. You have another man, tell him. You will regret it deeply if you disregard what I have said.

The mayor ended the call. How could Marina abandon Maxim, the guy she loved so much, when she was willing to sacrifice herself for him?

The events surrounding Marina that she still recalls as a nightmare started when her beloved took a plane to London. After being bought off by the mayor of the city, Stas abruptly accused the waitress of having a serious shortfall, and the girl was taken into custody.

Marina was horrified by the disgusting behavior of her boss. She was confident that the truth would soon be revealed and these terrible allegations would be dropped as the matter swiftly proceeded to court.

The trial resembled a comedy. Throughout the proceedings, the state-provided attorney hardly slept. On the other hand, the prosecutor made every effort. Marina prayed every day that Maxim would show up and save her, but a friend told her that the lad was said to be going to England to finish his studies.

Marina received a three-year sentence. She didn’t find out she was pregnant until she was incarcerated.

It was too traumatic for Marina to think about her time in women’s prison. She changed the page of the family book fast, overcome with emotion. Her small son with gray eyes and dark hair was depicted in the picture. Marina caressed the picture with her finger. Her son was very intelligent and loving. The price she paid for raising him by herself is only known to God.

Marina was released after serving a year and a half. They hadn’t taken away her child. A plethora of issues waited for her outside. Especially if she had a criminal past, no one wanted to hire a young woman with a tiny child.

Marina was able to work nonstop after her neighbor Yakov Ivanovich helped get tiny Ilyushka enrolled in childcare. In addition to cleaning restaurants, she also worked at a car wash on the weekends, cleaned offices in the evenings, and sewn pillowcases and duvet covers at night.

She didn’t reflect on the past since she didn’t want to endure needless suffering. She once saw a former friend by chance, who informed her that Stas, the proprietor of the wayside café, had filed for bankruptcy, that Mayor Skvortsov had moved to Moscow with his family after being promoted, and that his son had married a capital beauty a year prior.

After wiping away her tears, Marina headed to the restaurant to clean the floors. She has a son to nurture.

She always made an effort to win his approval by providing him with enticing cuisine, pricey toys, and stylish clothing. She was prepared to go to any lengths to grant him every wish she could. Ilya calmly discussed any need for a new device with his mother, knowing that she would find the money or, at worst, take on more work.

Ilya was undoubtedly also at fault since she had become such an insensitive egoist. She always offered him the best pieces at supper, never took sick leave, and never complained to him about being fatigued. It makes sense that her son never once thought about the cost of the money his mother had to pay. He didn’t want the housekeeper to attend his wedding since he felt ashamed of her.

“I get it,” Marina said with a sour sigh before turning to face Ilya’s picture on the wall. I’ve spoiled you for twenty-five years, son, but this time I’ll do what I want. Pardon me.

Taking a box off the nightstand, where she always kept her money, she climbed out of bed. It also included her monthly income, which would cover the cost of a wardrobe, a haircut, and a trip to the beautician.

There was quite a buzz when Marina showed up at the registry office.

She always appeared younger than she actually was, but she appeared to have lost ten years after going to the beauty parlor. The blond woman in the beautiful blue dress caught the attention of the attendees, particularly the guys.

The mother wiped away her tears as she watched the ceremony, admiring her earnest, slightly confused son and his lovely bride. Her coming here was a positive thing. All of the guests congratulated the newlyweds after the wedding. Ilya muttered to his mother as he moved stealthily through the crowd:

“You don’t think my request is important?” I’m hoping you won’t be attending the restaurant. »

“I won’t,” Marina said, nodding. “I’ve seen everything I wanted to see already.”

“Hello! Vika hurried up to them, blushing. You look gorgeous, Marina Anatolyevna! You are invited to join the parents at the restaurant.

“I appreciate it, but I have to go now.”

“Time, what do you mean?” Vika was furious. “Ilya, what’s going on?” »

Where are you really hurrying to, Mom? “It’s your only son’s wedding,” Ilya said, forcing a grin as he invited his mother to the restaurant.

Marina seized the microphone when the parents were ready to congratulate the young couple:

“Children, have joy and love one another forever.”

The woman almost ran into a tall man wearing a fancy suit as she came down from the tiny stage.

“It can’t be,” Maxim murmured, obstructing her way. “Marishka, are you here?” Why are you here? »

“Maxim? Marina was astounded by what she saw.

I was asked to the wedding by the bride’s father, who also happens to be my business partner. What a gorgeous son you have. Maxim clasped Marina’s hand tremblingly. Perhaps we could move aside and have a conversation by the window? Are you alone yourself, without a spouse? I have no children and have been divorced for ten years.

They spent an hour conversing. Maxim described how his father had flown to him from overseas and told him that Marina had moved to Moscow with another man.

Max was shocked and didn’t think his father was telling the truth, but he chose to ask his best friend first because he didn’t want to embarrass his lover with skepticism.

The girl was not present at the wayside café where the friend went. The father’s information was overwhelmingly corroborated by the owner and waitresses.

I lingered in England for another six months before going back to Moscow because I was so distraught at the time. I got married after my dad got promoted. All these years, was I happy? Not even a minute. Only with you when I was young. But how have you managed to survive for so long? »

“Let’s avoid discussing depressing topics,” Marina proposed. After all, it’s a wedding. Send me a dance invitation, and I’ll tell you everything later.

The stunning duo was the center of attention for the guests. Ilya didn’t recognize his mother, but he observed her. He had the sudden impression that his mother was a very beautiful woman who had sacrificed her private life for him.

Ilya was genuinely embarrassed for the first time in his life. Then he caught up with his mother on the porch after noticing that she was walking toward the exit, arm in arm with a wealthy man.

Where are you going, Mom? »

“I’m going to leave.” “You wanted that,” the mother reminded them.

I’m sorry, Mom, but where are you taking this man? »

Marina honestly admitted, “I’m ready to go with him to the ends of the earth.” “By the way, meet Maxim, your father.”

Ilya gave Marina a puzzled glance. After pausing, she smiled and added:

Yes, it appears like we will be talking for a very long time. Not today, though. There’s a wedding today! »