Miss of Sunday

My charm is so terrible

Faris looks good this afternoon. Her mother had just come out of the room and found her neat and fragrant son immediately introgating.

"Where are you going, Ris?"

"Regular, mi." Faris smiled.

"Where else did you meet?" Mama investigated.

"This mom always wanted to know." Faris folded his long-sleeved shirt up to the elbow.

"Here you go, end your adventure. Mommy's tired of serving your girlfriends who don't even know which one's your boyfriend."

Faris gave a small laugh while still busy folding the other arm. It is not uncommon for girls who put their hearts on Faris to come and bring various foods and souvenirs for him. Be nice to her mom as if making an approach.

"Are you going to see Gina?" Ask her mother to guess. "Looks like she's a good girl. He is also good at keeping an attitude. Polite and pretty." Mami Faris assessed one of Faris' female friends who just came to her house yesterday. I don't know how many times he came. Because every time Faris comes home from the ship the girl always comes to his house.

"No, not Gina." Faris replied briefly as she approached her mother.

"Who else?" Her mother began to be upset by her own reckless son's behavior of approaching girls without any definite commitment.

"Let's just calm down, to get the right life partner it takes a strict selection."

"Here mami same papi even betrothed, without knowing each other first but until now we are fine. What selection." Her mom started to squeak.

"Don't use selection reasons to play with girls' hearts, karma is there."

"Why did my mom swear me?" Now Faris was hugging her mother who was sitting on the porch seat of her house.

"Mommy's not cursing." Mommy ketus.

"Yes yes mami. Take it easy, later on in time I will choose a good daughter-in-law for mami. Just hang. Mami is fine, stay sweet like this so that the beauty of mami is not reduced because often scolded me." Rayu Faris's.

Her mother melengos got the seduction of this youngest son.

"If you stay like this, mommy and papi will match you only with the girl of our choice."

"Don't.no, mi. Mami equally papi do not need to bother in this case. Leave everything to me, I'll come bring the future son-in-law." Faris tightened her embrace to her mom.

"yes... Mom wait right away. Anyway if you're still having this kind of fun, mommy's gonna set you up."

"Yes. yeah, mi. Sorry mi..." Faris pleaded.

Faris indeed will not be able to refuse if her mother has willed. So than she is difficult to refuse then her mother should not match herself with the girl of her choice of mother.

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Sunday rolled up the scattered LAN cable. Just finished repairing one of the computers in the engineering lab that was damaged.

Just as he was about to get up from his seat, someone was standing nearby. Sunday looked up but he forgot that he was under the table at the moment. His head fell under the table.

"Aawws!" Keluh Sundays.

"Be careful, Sun" Victor looked down under the table.

Sunday finally came out by stroking his head which still hurt.

"What's up, brother?" Sunday asked.

"Where is sick. Over here? Or here?" Victor seemed to ignore the Sunday question and even stroked his head looking for maybe something bad. A moment later Sunday took a step back to avoid Victor. Victor frowned.

"Here, it's okay."

"Here I see which one is broken. Do not let the bump get bigger. Later it is thought that you use konde if the lump gets bigger." Victor while holding his own laughter while speaking.

"No way, Brother. I'm doing fine. It looks like the bump isn't too big either. It'll be deflated soon." Sunday felt his head with a lump. Pain indeed. But it would be a shame if Victor knew his head was broken because of his own indiscretions.

"After all, maybe because I surprised you you you got hurt."

"It's okay, I'm the sloppy one."

"alright. Actually I have another assignment for you." Victor said later.

"What Brother?" Sunday began to rile that the task will be even heavier than dismantling the motherboard and separating each device for analysis.

"Ehhem... " Victor cleared his throat then continued his sentence. "Please buy me a flea cure."

"Lice medicine?" The Sunday reflex points to her own hair signalling that the lice cure is for hair.

"I-yes, but don't be so hard." Victor was afraid that people around him would hear him. Sunday covered his mouth with both hands.

"Not for me, but for my cat. I'm too embarrassed to buy it myself." Victor put on a face.

He thinks I'm not ashamed of buying lice medicine. Batin Sunday's.

"Ehh but, just buy it in pet shop pet flea medicine. There must be, brother." Usul Sunday's.

"Yes.please..." Victor now even put on a pleading face. What a phenomenal sight. Victor, who is usually surly and looks a little cruel, is now compassionate to ask for his mercy to be willing to buy lice medicine for him.

"Why not just buy it online." The Sunday again.

"I'm also too embarrassed to buy it online." Complain Victor again. Sunday could do nothing else but obey the orders of the powerful laborers to give value to the apprentice.

"Well, tomorrow morning I'll bring my medicine." The Sunday lazy.

"really? Thank you, Sunday." Victor's eyes glinted at Sunday.

Sunday met Suzan when she was just out of the lab.

"Why is your face shrinking? What other assignment did Victor give you?" Suzan looked annoyed.

"Tasks are heavier than scanning the entire computer on this campus."

"How dare he act so arbitrarily. You're an intern." Suzan had started to get emotional. Sunday still runs by his side.

"What task did he give this time?"

"Buying flea medicine."

"Whaatt!!! A handsome guy like him, I'm a master?"

"What's? Handsome?" An astonished Sunday turn looked at Suzan.

"Yes, the handsome guy he can be. This is unbelievable."

"Hey, what part is Victor handsome?"

"You Victor was cruel and always gave me tasks that were too late, but my eyes were still healthy to see how handsome he was."

"What handsome?"

"If I look around, she looks like Gong Yoo knows."

"Gong Yoo who?" Sunday wondered if she knew a man called Suzan.

"Who played in the Goblin movie." Suzan replied innocently as if her vision was very correct.

Sunday patted his own eel, frustrated watching his friend who so often watch Korean dramas to often liken people around him with K-drama actors.

The eyes are just as narrow because Victor is of Chinese descent. Height, yes, Victor's posture is indeed high. But his face line is very different. So how can one be said to be similar if they don't even have significant physical similarities. Sundays.

While Sunday was still trying to figure out what kind of resemblance Victor and Gong Yoo had, they had reached the parking lot and did not really listen to what Suzan was insulting.

"Sun, you got a bike?" Ask Suzan.

"Of course."

"I think Faris picked you up."

"No. Since when did he become out of work and pick me up."

"Didn't he drive you this morning?"

"Oh, yesterday I was directly delivered home, so my bike spent the night here."

"Ahh, very good Oppa Faris." Suzan's eyes sparkled. "He's very attentive to you. Don't he like you." Suzan Temptation.

"Huh, like me? He can do that to all women. So don't be easy GR if it gets his attention. He's a real play boy. All women will be treated very sweetly. Then they'll like it. After liking him, he would say that he's a man who respects women so what he does just wants to respect that woman." Obviously the fiery Sunday.

"really? Is Oppa Faris really like that?". Suzan's view looked far away as if she did not believe the Sunday explanation. "All I've known is that he's a kind, gentle, polite, loving and caring man."

"It's just a mask for him." Celtuk Sunday's.

"But why are you so close to him?" Suzan probed sharply.

"That's, of course, I've put up with it. I will not baper alias carried away feelings towards him. I know a guy like him. You know all sailors are the same. They're all cart eyes, a lot of heart, play boy..."

"Oh so that's why you can be friends with him without being tempted by his sweet treatment and handsome face?"

"Yes, of course. I always draw the line so he knows where he has to position himself and keep his distance from me."

"Why should he keep your distance? Wasn't he a handsome guy and his looks were very cool. Don't you have to reverse your statement."

"Hey, no matter how cool she is, I'll never be interested in her. You know very well I wouldn't like a sailor easily. While my charm is terrible."

"Geekkk." Suzan scoffs at Sunday. Sunday was heartbroken to see Suzan who was fed up with her boasting. "Here you go, the longer with you my stomach gets nauseous." Suzan left him who still left laughter. Suzan had already approached her car when Sunday called out to her.

"Suz, careful. My charm is terrible." Shouted Sunday while riding his motorbike, leaving Suzan sticking out her tongue.