My Last Kiss's

CHAPTER 25~ MAMA WHAT'S UP

(Call ends)

I tried to call my mom, just ringing but got no answer. What is really going on. Why lately, mama's kind of weird, my inner self, I'm starting to worry.

I tried to send a message to my mom's number.

'Ma'am, how are you, everything's fine right? When did mom come back? It's been a long time, ma.'

Ting!

(Message sent successfully)

I hope you read my message and reply to it, but not at all. Just sent but I got no reply.

I walked into the kitchen to find something for breakfast. As always, Siti leaves every weekend. He also has the right to be with his family at home. So, I have to be independent, every weekend, unless mom is home.

I opened the fridge and got some milk and found some bread in the cupboard.

"Tumben the rancid does not ngabarin. It's also common to at least never miss a chat every day." I checked my phone again.

Jobes used to send a message to my number, but this time, it seemed like he was bored himself. Haha.

Nyam nyam. I ate the toast along with a glass of warm milk.

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Tok tok!!!

I was shocked when I heard the knock on the door. Then I put the bread that I was eating on the plate along with the cellphone that was in the grip of my hand.

I walked out to check who was coming.

I don't know what this taste is. Between happiness, annoyance etc. I don't know.

I saw the possessive man standing in front of me, carrying his black backpack. His face looks unusual. It was as if he wanted to swallow people alive.

We looked at each other. I don't know what was on his mind at the time. I just thought that why this kid came here without notifying. What's he gonna do here?

Panca went straight into the house as soon as she found a way to enter. He directly hit the sofa that was empty and neat. His presence ruffled the sofa.

"Ambilin I drink dong. It's so thirsty."

I immediately walked into the kitchen to get some orange juice and gave it to Panca.

He grabbed a glass of juice from my hand and then stared at the big screen before him.

I just saw him. I went back to the dinner table to continue my breakfast. I grabbed my phone again while chewing on my toast.

THE SET!

"Not like that." Panca ate my second bread when it was just about to go into my mouth.

I snorted in annoyance. He didn't care about my feelings at the time. He kept on acting, acting and acting.

I went back to the room. I don't think I need to teach him what to do. He knows what he has to do.

I locked my bedroom door from inside. I sit on the couch. I was busy watching my phone.

TING!

I immediately checked the incoming message from my mother's number.

'Mama's fine, baby. Mama's still a long time behind it.'

I took a deep breath. Mama always said she'd come back, but.., look! He's been there for almost a year, not even back and forth. Is everything okay?

I just wish my mom was okay there. Maybe, mama just reasoned not to come back, so I followed her there.

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