"Who's that girl, "My sister asked.
She had an angry expression on her face. It was an expression which said that she was going to kill someone.
[Wait.., I saw this expression many times before, but when... when...]
Even though I am a bit taller than her, I felt myself getting smaller as her intense gaze pierced me. Wait!, It was because she pulled my tie downward, so my head lowered.
"Who's that girl? For how long have you been dating each other? how far did you go? Is it even true that you got a girlfriend? "She bombarded me with questions.
"Why are you angry?" I asked innocently raising my head to look into her eyes.
"I am not angry, I am just a little sad that you didn't yet tell me your girlfriend's name yet" She answered and let go of my tie.
[Shall I tell her or not? Maybe I
