After the meeting with mala freen got into her car to head back home.
She just took out her phone to check for massages.
" 10 missed calls..? From my own phone... Shit.. I accidentally grabbed nam's phone. She has to come today......"
Flashback..
Freen's house.
" What is it?" Freen was about to leave to meet mala. But nam came to her house with a lot of files.
" Here! Sign all of these." Nam put all of them to a table.
" Seriously? I didn't went to office one day and all of these piled up,..." Freen was annoyed. But she still sat down to sign them.
" Well actually you didn't came to office for three days...! Tomorrow doesn't count. You came but didn't do shit....so sign." Nam stood arm crossed in front of freen who was signing the papers one by one.
" Still ten files left...!" Freen shook her hand in the air and went back signing.
" well you get what you do." Said nam.
" What?"
" Just do it...."Freen finally finished signing all of the documents.
" Here done. So is that it? I am going on a important meeting." Freen piled up the files in a stack and stood up.
" what meeting?" Nam was confused since she is the one who arranges all the meetings.
" it's personal.."
" Do whatever you do! Just remember. Go to becky's house once you finish. Her dad came to visit. And she is having a formal dinner at her house..." Nam said.
" Her house? Formal dinner. It's a one bedroom apartment. How can she host a formal dinner?"
" Guess. We will find out tonight." Nam started looking through the files.
" We?"
" She invited me too.."
" Ugh.! Whatever. I am going! Call me if you need anything."
Freen left in hurry. Since she was already late.
" You b*tch! YOU WROTE YOUR NAME WRONG! what kind of jark misspells their own name...?" Nam kept looking at the file that freen signed wrong.
......
Back to present.
" she have to buy the same phone with same cover as me...It's not even 9. Why did she called me so many time? Maybe because I took her phone. I'll just call her on the way..." Freen put the phone back in her dashboard and then started her car.
........
When she reached becky's house. She saw a lots of shoes in front of her apartment.
Freen went in .
" P'freen you came..!" Becky said with a happy smile.
" Of course I did.." freen smiled back and put her hand on becky's cheek.
" Babe! .... My dad is here...!"
Freen quickly took her hands away.
" Let me introduce you to him..."
Becky apartment was a huge one room apartment. That was parted by some wooden walls. It made a separate kitchen and a small living room space and a small bedroom.
Becky took freen to the living space that was so small that it could only sit seven people max.
Becky's dad a very serious English man was sitting facing the door. Her brother was sitting beside him. Nam was sitting beside richie.
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My dear teacher...
FanfictionThis story is about a young girl named becky.. and her quest to find what happened to her favourite drawing teacher freen sarocha Chankimha. in this quest she will face some difficult truths about herself and her family. how she was raised. which...