If He Had the Same Taste

Chapter 16 never regrets

 

Abel did not stop thanking his parents.

 

after arriving home he also gave information to his mother if he took the class to class Xll.

"assalamualaikum....Abel's in class "

abel said when he entered his house, after he came home from his school.

,"Alhamdulillah dong, it's been.bantu mother make pesenan layer cake, there is a sudden pesenan today" answered her mother indifferently. Abel immediately nodded and returned to the room to change his clothes, and immediately returned to the kitchen to help his mother.

"sir.."what the sister was to her.

"hi.....!where are you from???"abel asked his sister.

"me...just play!!!yes I've been to the room first"pamit the sister and ngeloyor that way.

silence enveloped the state of the kitchen, Bel who faithfully helped his mother remained silent without opening any chatter.

the mother also does not open the conversation or just a trite talk asking about her child.

Abel was in silence gratefulness, because he could help his mother, no matter how cruel the mother's attitude to him, he never held any grudge what else regretted having become an Anabella, he said, the building foreman's son and the home wet cake seller.

After nearly an hour Abel helped her mother complete her task of helping make a layer cake.

Abel said goodbye to his mother because her job was finished.

"i took a shower first, did you bund, the cake already so just wait two more right??which balloons were lifted from the steamer???"abel's pamit to the mother, the mother nodded and Abel passed to her room.

after he sat down and on the edge of his tiny bed, Abel opened his cell phone which he had been living in.

there are some messages even incoming calls, from whom else if not his best friend Dwi.

7 missed calls from lovely Dwi

8 Massages from lovely Dwi

📩 lovely Dwi: Anabelle.....

📩 lovely Dwi:tok.....

📩 lovely Dwi:hey....

📩 lovely Dwi: seriously...lu not open my message???

📩 lovely Dwi:woo 😣😣😣😣😣

📩 lovely Dwi:.njirrr.... fix...gue tempered.

📩 lovely Dwi:...Abelllllllll!!!!!not funny 😒😒😒

📩 lovely Dwi:😣😣😣😣😣😣😣😣

Abel who chuckled immediately replied to a series of messages his crazy friend.

📨me:hi.... mianhe🙏🙏🙏gue just open hp.

📨me: new twist help mommy make cake 🤗🤗🤗

📨me: lovely kuh....jan cram doungs 😄😄😄.

📨me: try to tell me what happened, until the princess gabut??? ahaha"

trings.....

📩 lovely Dwi:sorry....who is it???😒

Abel smiled reading the incoming message.

📨me:....... Kim go Eun 😎

📩 lovely Dwi:sorry I don't know 😒😒😒

📨me:...sure???

📩 lovely Dwi:..😒😒hm...

📨me:.. ahahaha..alah ah her craving, her beautiful ntar reduced loh"

📩 lovely Dwi:bodo amat 😒😒😒😒

they exchanged pesab, until finally the day began in the afternoon when Abel fell asleep on his tiny mattress after a message war with the friend.

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At night Abel, who had entered the holiday period, looked bored flipping through the novels he read in the room.

every now and then he checks his quiet phone without that notification .

drtt..drtt.....

abel's phone reads ', and the name on the screen is ", mama "who else if not Dwi's parents who are very dear to Abel.

📱" assalamualaikum mah!!"

greet Abel to the mother.

📲 walaikum greetings... Abelllllll...what's again???

📱 more sleep aja mah,cengo.

📲 Abel Wednesday tomorrow we go to Jogja yuk!

📱hah????....what's in Jogja ma??"

📲"holiday Abel!!, later mama who permission your mother",

📱...emmm (Abel seemed to think and not long he nodded)

okay ma.... Abel's coming, kalo mother ngijinin but her.. hehe"

📲"submit with mom, definitely on permission in...

yaudah good night Abel Assalamualaikum"

📱 thanks mom... walaikum greetings"

Abel disconnects the phone and returns to struggling with his novel, which over time he fell asleep by hugging his novel.