Chapter Four
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Flammia's POV
"Are you sure that I will live here with you?" I asked Sam as soon as we arrive at her house. Its kinda big for the two of us.
"This house will get you know happier and livelier when the baby will come out!" she said and close the front door.
It's already 10 in the evening when we arrive here. Her place has lots of car posters and newspaper, she didn't bother to compile them so I volunteer.
"Wait, let me do that. Just stay still ok? you might trip and hurt yourself" she said and leave me for a sec to compile the scattered newspaper.
She's seriously the mom type and the big sister type, she's three years older than me so no doubt her maturity is impressive whenever I am around. She graduated Business Administration major in Financial Management yet she works as journalist and photographer, because that's her dream, to become a journalist and photographer at the same time.
"What do you want for dinner anyway?" she asked afterwards
"I will cook for us" I said and walk towards the kitchen. She doesn't have time to cook so I know we will eat take out again. So I decided to cook for us instead. Take outs usually isn't that healthy.
I'm going to cook chopseuy for dinner. It's healthy because it has lots of vegetable combination.
Her place is like a family house, she lived here for almost five years and no doubt her fridge is almost empty, she don't usually cook, nor she has time or just plain busy.
After cooking our dinner I call her and set the table for us.
"Aren't you going to marry someone?" I asked her
"Nah, you see. I don't have a time to clean my own house yet you want me get married already? not a chance" she retorted
"Aren't you excited for having kids?" I asked her again
"Having kids is fun, yes. But as of now? Nah your kid is enough" she replied
"why don't you get yourself a boyfriend then?" I asked again
"as if someone will take me as his girlfriend?" she asked
"what? you're gorgeous, you deserve two boyfriends you know?" I said that make us both laugh
"silly, I'm into paper and photography so not a chance." she said as if she will not get married someday.
"don't talk like you don't want to get married" I curtly said
Right after we finished eating, Sam washed the dishes and we get to our room and call it a day.
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