Mother over-reacting?

I reached my parents' house well past 9:00pm.

I bid good bye to Sammie as he drove away. The french window type front doors slided open. Jophie popped out his head and frowned.

"Hi! Mother?" I said.

"Went to bed at nine."

We didn't talked much. I took a quick shower and slept in the small back room. Used to stay here with my younger brother Phillie in my secondary school days.

I hadn't been back for the past five years. And not used to getting into bed before midnight. I was well awake at 3:00am when someone got inside the bath room next to my bedroom. Then I heard Mother whispering as the person coming out of the bath room. I got up and opened the door ajar and saw Mother walking Angie to her room.

The next day Angie told me about the side effects of the chemotherapy medicine she was taking. That included vomiting during night time. That explained last night incident.

So, Mother wasn't sleep well.