Not Dilan 1990

Not Dilan 1990
37. Extra parts


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"Tomorrow mommy will fly to Tokyo. Aunt Jihyo asked you to take care of Karin because we will be staying there for a while. You must want to. Can't refuse."


I stopped my mouthfuls as soon as mom finished talking. What the fuck? They told me to look after that spoiled kid again? I will not allow this occupation! I want to have fun when they leave. I am not gathered with them.


"What a hell, ma. Don't wanna. Loy doesn't want anything. You think Loy's a babysitter?"


I refused firmly so that my mother could understand what I wanted. My mother's response was the opposite. He glared at me as if he wanted to hit me.


"You want your mom to break up? Or is your car you want to pull?" A threat I hear very often.


"Ma, please. That kid's got a lot of nicotine, ma. Amit-amit's close to him." Reject me once more.


This time, my dad looked at me sharply.


"Loy, do you live by what's so hard? You usually take care of Karin. That's why Daniel and Aunt Jihyo believe in you."


If papa had spoken I wouldn't have been able to grin. His domineering wise and resolute aura made me unable to dodge. Always has. I could only sigh in annoyance and finally nod.


"Your breakfast is finished. Don't forget the milk is drunk. Let you be high. If the school does not speed. Studying well. Look out for you until you hear you're truant again."


As usual, my mom would be chatty at the dinner table.


"What does it mean to be high? I'm 184 cm, ma. Class 2 SMU. Less high what's trying?"


"Yes at least you can be as tall as Park Chanyeol. Yes, pa?" Mom nudges papa's arm looking for support. Papa will only quibble when mom has talked about her fangirl world. Mama always compares me to the EXO members. I know them well enough. But they are now in their 50s and almost 60s. They live happily with their families. I was curious about their faces when they were young. Naturally, mama was very proud of those former idols.


"Jude, Loy's leaving first." I said as I grabbed the bag and slapped their hands. Mama will kiss my cheek before she leaves. Always was. Their love for me has grown since Joy Nuna got married earlier this year.


"Be careful. Don't speed. And don't date yet." Mama's back chatty.


"Yes, ma."


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"Hi, Loy! Karin has met again."


I just prayed that the girl would turn a little. But it didn't happen. I put on a fake smile because aunt Jihyo and uncle Daniel are here.


"Yes, Loy. We leave first. Karin, you don't be naughty. Obey the Loy. Okay?" Aunt Jihyo reminded. The girl nodded. I mocked in my heart. Face base two. Then, they leave. Leaving me who now has to face the girl surnamed Kang alone.


"Have you been hypocritical?" I put on a face I don't like. The girl laughed like a witch. Satisfied.


Nah, kan. She's a witch. He always made me a slave whenever he had to stay at my house. How can I be free to play with my friends like this?


"Hey, witch! I don't want to be your slave anymore. If you want, do it yourself. I don't want to bother."


He looked at me casually then started to get busy looking for something by unpacking his bag, "Did you see my phone? I want to report this."


"Basic reporting! All right, I'll make the balls!"


In the end, I'd rather give up before he calls mom. Sorry, I love my assets. I don't want to lose my girlfriends.


Almost forgot, my name is Park Guanlin but it's called Loy. Class 2 SMU. My father is Park Jihoon and my mother is Jung Airish. I have a sister who is 7 years away from me, Park Soo Young. But his friend preferred to call him Joy. I also called him that. She was married at the age of 24 earlier this year and lives in New Zealand.


And that shitty girl was Kang Yoo Shin. He is usually called Karin. Isn't that far away? He's a 3rd grade junior high school. Almost 2 years different from me, but his nature is very disrespectful. He has a brother who is studying in Germany. That's why his parents often leave him to me when on business trips. It has started since I was in the 3rd grade of JHS.


I calmly started stirring the dough until the sound of the girl screaming from her room upstairs made me jump in shock.


"GUANLIN! WHO BROKE MY TIWAY POSTER, HUH?!"


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*And, really. I'll be back*.



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