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SORRY, SIR!

"Kim!!!" Shouted the driver who was bright immediately made Bethany surprised and inching backwards. Bethany was just about to get up on her feet when the girl's feet were suddenly held by the driver who was drinking the cake.

"Don't run!!" Grit the driver with a fierce tone while tightly gripping Bethany's leg.

"Absolutely, Sir! I did not intentionally!" Bethany's great-grandson while trying to take her foot off.

"Yvones! Help me!!" Bethany's hand instead reached towards Yvone who had moved to save her. But it looks like Yvone's movement lost quickly with the driver whose face was smashed by the cake earlier.

"Don't try to escape, huh!" The bully, the changed driver, held Beth's hand and locked her behind the girl's back.

"Yeahahoo!!!! Sorry, Sir!" Shouted Beth as the driver swung his hand into the air, as if he wanted to hit Beth.

"Sir! Sir!" The driver slightly cleaned the cream cake that covered his face.

"Do you really think I'm your father?" Continue the driver again whose face is now starting to look.

"Sir! Forgive my careless friend, and please let him go." Now replace Yvone who pleads with the driver.

"Ck! I'm not your father, especially your father!" The driver pointed in turn at Beth and Yvone.

"So don't call me sir, sir!" Now the driver looks upset.

"Yes, sorry, sir!" Beth's great-granddaughter who immediately made the driver tickle upset. The driver pulled Beth's jeans a little and put it on to clean up the rest of the cream on her face.

"Biggat!!!" Beth's screams don't take it.

"Stop calling me Sir!" The driver pointed the finger at Beth.

"Look! My face is not old and I am not yet father!" The driver showed his clean face to Beth who now looked surprised.

"Awhile....."

"Your face looks familiar," said the driver then while looking at his memory.

"Hehe...." Beth just laughed sinlessly.

"You didn't have that glass, did you?" The driver accused then who apparently had remembered about the incident in the traffic jam earlier. Beth also realized that the man in front of her was the driver of the car who had reprimanded her and made Beth a little embarrassed.

But Beth is also wrong for being too confident to wear lipstick while glazing in the rearview mirror as well as in people's car windows.

"Sorry, yes, sir! I didn't mean it" Beth said later, after the driver who knew her name let go of Beth's lockdown while slightly touching her.

"Basic tacky! It sucks! Damn bearer!"

"Go there!" Maki, the driver, then drives Beth away.

"That shirt doesn't want me to wash as an apology, sir?" Bargain Beth while pointing to the shirt of the driver who was hit by the cream of the cake.

"No need!" Answer the fierce driver.

"Good, Sir!"

"Once again I'm sorry, and have a nice day!" Say Beth then as she leaves. Not to forget Beth also pulled the hand of Yvone who had just been dumbfounded to watch Beth's debate with the foreign driver's pack.

"Hello, Dad!"

"Iel doesn't seem to be able to meet Dad's client because Iel was unlucky today...." Beth could still faintly hear the voice of the driver who seemed to be calling someone. Beth then stopped her steps for a moment, and looked at the driver who had entered the car.

"Beth! Why else, anyway?" Yvone asked Beth who was dumb.

"I think the father wanted an important event in the building, Yv!" Said Beth suddenly which of course immediately made Yvone cluck.

"It's none of our business! It was very clear that he was upset with you," said Yvone, who has now replaced crossing.

"But I made her a straw of cream cake" said Beth, feeling guilty.

"Trus now what do you want? Bring her a change of clothes and apologize again?" Cecar Yvone whose voice sounded a sigh.

"Great idea!" Beth then immediately pulled Yvone's hand toward the row of shophouses in the Flamboyan building samling.

"Beth! Don't be silly, you!"

"Do you know the size of your father's shirt?" Cecar Yvone yabg seems to be getting upset.

"Know! It's the same size as Timmy's brother!" Beth replies confidently before the girl pulls Yvone into a distro.

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"Dad look! Iel the cream of the cake, Dad!" Fairel on Dad Liam via video call. Fairel just called her Dad and said that she could not go to see Mr. Lars. But Dad Liam does not believe and thinks Fairel is just making it up.

"Where are you from? Just got a birthday surprise?"

"Ck! No, Dad! There was this annoying girl who made Iel this way!" Replied Fairel who again felt a hiccup on the small and short tacky girl earlier.

"No!"

"You're just gonna change your clothes and you can go see Mr. Lars!"

"Ck! Iel didn't bring a change of clothes, Dad!" Fairel reasoned again.

"Dad will have the driver bring you a shirt! And Dad's gonna call Mr. Lars and say you're a little late."

"Dad-"

"Don't reason anymore! The driver is already there! Dad wants to continue to finish Dad's business!"

Tut tuut!!

The phone was cut off and now Fairel could only cluck in annoyance.

"I'm so sorry today!" Fairel returned grumbling in annoyance.

"Having failed to pick up Rossie, meeting the infuriating girl, now still to see Mr. Lars-" Fairel had not finished grumbling, when suddenly the window of his car was knocked from outside.

"What?" Fairel immediately turned to the car and once again the oria had to cluck when he saw the thickened gadus that made him smudge the cream of the cake, standing outside, knocking on the window of Fairel's car.

"Sir!" Call the girl now while showing Fairel a piece of paperbag. What does that mean, try?

"Sir, open the door!" The tacky girl just kept knocking on Fairel's car window.

Fairel, who was upset, finally opened the window of his car.

"You know what la-" Snapped Fairel not yet seleeai, when suddenly the girl instead thrust the paoernpbag into the lap Fairel.

"Replace, sir! As a sign of apology too, maybe you are having an important event inside" said the girl then who immediately made Fairel lost his words for a few seconds.

But then, when Fairel managed to control himself, the man again put on a sour face.

"I don't need it!" Fairel throws a rough debgan paperbag that was just diverted by the girl.

"Thank you why, sir? Beth's already apologized and has good faith to buy you a shirt-"

"I'm not your father!!" Fairel directly pointed towards the girl who came with the tacky girl.

What was his name? Beth's?

Probably an extension of Bethe, because her behavior makes Fairel a bete all day.

"I didn't tell him to buy me a shirt! After all, the size must be wrong too!" Cerocos Fairel takes a light blue shirt out of the paperbag to check its size. Fairel was silent for a moment because it turned out to be the size of the Fairel mosque.

Hahey!

Maybe this girl's job is indeed a clothes seller who can immediately know the size of a person's clothes just by looking at his stature.

"The size is wrong, sir?" Ask Beth to make sure.

"Ck! I told you not to call me sir!" Fairel who had put the shirt back in the paperbag.

"I'm sorry again!" Beth said once again that only made Fairel cluck.

"Take off the shirt! I don't need it!" Get rid of Fairel while returning the shirt to Beth.

"For father only! If you need to throw it away!" Answer Beth while scurrying away without sin.

"Wooy!" Shouted Fairel who was about to throw the shirt over Beth's head. But not so and after Fairel weigh-in, Fairel better wear it alone, rather than waiting for the driver Dad Liam who never came too.

Fairel got out of the car and was about to go to the toilet inside the building, when the man's phone rang.

"Hello!" Fairel replied while closing the door of his car.

"Sir Fairel, I'm sorry I'm a little late to drop clothes for you because the car tires are flat."

Fairel snorted immediately after mebeebgar reports driver Dad Liam.

"Not to be delivered then! I got the shirt!" Fairel just hung up the phone.

Why is Fairel so unlucky today?

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