My Bratty Master ✓

02

MEW'S POV

After we eat our dinner, Uncle bid his goodbye after. He said he would like to stay until tomorrow but he need to finish his works. We understand.

Xiana and Travis are playing while Jom is studying. I feel bored so i went to my room. I pick up my guitar and take a seat on my bed. I opened my window as i seated on its railings. Mama maybe did closed this earlier because she doesn't want the mosquitoes to come in.

I started strumming my guitar while looking at the starry sky. It's so many. I've been thinking a song when my new phone beeped inside my pocket. I've been using this since earlier because Uncle insisted. I fished it out of my pocket and look at it and i saw a text under Uncle's name. "Kid, about your job. My friend said you will need to start on monday. It is okay?,"

I just smile while shooking my head. "Ofcourse uncle, no problem," i replied.

"Good to know it," he texted. I just shook my head as i shobed it back on my pocket. I smiled as i looked back at the sky again. I think i know what song i would sing.

"Can I call you baby?
Can you be my friend?
Can you be my lover up until the very end?
Let me show you love, oh, I don't pretend
Stick by my side even when the world is givin' in, yeah

Oh, oh, oh, don't
Don't you worry
I'll be there, whenever you want me

I need somebody who can love me at my worst
No, I'm not perfect, but I hope you see my worth
'Cause it's only you, nobody new, I put you first
And for you, girl, I swear I'll do the worst,"

I stopped singing when i heard someone clapping. I saw my mom, smiling at me. "You really had a good voice," she complimented.

I just smiled sheepishly. "Ma, your praising me too much,"

She frowned. "It's not. You're voice is really good,"

I just giggled and when i looked at her she is glaring at me and his hands are both in her waist. "But, i won't going to praise you by opening your window. It's already night! You know that mosquitoes are everywhere! What if you get bite?," She scolded me.

I went down and closed my window. I placed my guitar at my bed and hugged her. I chuckled when i saw her pouting. "Im sorry mom," i said softly.

She sighed and fixed my hair. "I really can't stay mad at you," she smiled.

"I know ma, your son has this sweet and handsome face. Who would choose to stay mad at me then?,"

"That's my son!," My dad suddenly entered my room. He went beside my and clung his hand at my nape.

Mama rolled her eyes. "Tsk, too much bragging is quite dangerous,"

"It's not, honey. And besides our son is really handsome. Who do you think is the father, huh?,"

"My ex," Dad's face hardened. Mom smirked. They teased each other when they got a chance.

"Pardon?," Dad squinted his eyes.

I decided to intervent or they will ended up fighting and the next thing is no need to tell. My dad is possessive like that. "Come on, Pa. You know that you're my father. No need to fight you two,"

"Yeah, your son is right. I am just teasing you." Mama then cling on dad's arm and showed her puppy eyes on him. I just grumbled. "Im sorry, honey,"

They stinks! Kidding.

And ofcourse papa being himself, will easily gave up and hugged my mom. "Ugh, please not in my room," I can't help but to complain.

"You should find a girlfriend, or boyfriend if you want," my eyes widened with what did i heard from my fathers mouth. The boyfriend thing he said shocked me.