Not Bucin's girlfriend

Wh who?

What an exhausting day. I fell on the bed after I finished bathing, fortunately my sister was playing in the living room, so the room was not noisy.

I heard a typical Samsung phone tone sound, it must be a phone. I forgot to put where my phone is. His voice was only a few seconds ago dead. Ah, definitely not important. I also decided to ignore it.

"Yes!" There was the sound of mother's scream from outside, "Jagain Ana for a moment, I want to go to Uwa's house."

Huft, this is the fate of having a sister and I'm not working at home. Must have to be ngasuh. Her son Ana is active again. I lazily got up and approached Ana in the living room. Welcome to the scattered stuff.

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Mom just got home before the Maghrib, but I have to continue taking care of Ana because I'm going to cook. That three-year-old girl already looks cute because I'm dressing up. Shower and pee she did this afternoon.

Well, I'm less painstaking how do I try to take care of the child? This dream mom-to-be is mah. Azam must have felt like I wasn't his girlfriend. Hah, why else would he, anyway. I have to move on!

"Ana, change here play with Dad, you don't miss the whole day?"

I just roll my eyeballs, Dad sometimes he likes it. Pity too because he wants to have boys, but that brojol girls all. I'm afraid they'll be adding another sister. If the man is born the address will be a golden boy. All his wishes must be obeyed. Heh.

Not that I'm afraid, I don't mind having another sister. This house must be crowded, but I'm lazy to do homework when the mother focuses on the same baby grandpa.

I went back to my room after I finished my meal, ready to do my homework for tomorrow. Thankfully, the task is not too difficult. So it can be finished quickly. I'm missing reading another novel online. I haven't read it for a long time, but I've proclaimed myself to be the number one reading lover at home.

I missed the trend read, now again what season? The main character's name is hard to read?

I immediately searched for a phone that I had forgotten about. Duh, where the hell is it? Still in the bag kali, huh?

After finding it I immediately found one missed call and hundreds of messages. I forgot someone was pissing. Hm, who is it? The number I don't know. I ignored it and moved to an online messaging app.

Already I suspect, hundreds of messages were from a class group that did not know what to say. Never died this group. Lazy to get a message, I immediately sent a personal message to Ayu.

A few seconds later, Ayu's reply came. "No, really. Their bias again sticker war."

Okay, I was lazy to join so I decided to just read a novel. Ah, but before that I immediately sent a message to the unknown number earlier.

"Who?"

Five minutes later the answer came.

"Azam." A very short reply.

Which azam, huh? I knew three Azams in school, one X class, and two XII classes.

"Which is it?" ask me without interest. This is not possible from Azam who I estimate, he has my number. What needs does he need me? There will never be. Heh. Sebel.

"Azam you shot in the toilet."

Huh huh? I almost dropped my phone in shock. Is this Azam?

Wait a minute, calm down, Na. Don't fooled. It could be just a classmate. Don't fly yet. Okay, I'm calm now.

"Lied to you, right? Come on who am I? Don't prank it like this, not funny. -_-"

But instead of confessing, the man sent a message that made me cringe.

"Tomorrow don't go home."

Uhm, what does this mean? She ... really Azam?