CHAPTER SIX: Age Gap

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After a day of isolation, A-Nueng appeared to see me Saturday morning. And yes, this is not my normal wake-up time. The staff on the first floor called to tell me that someone was here to see me. When I came down and saw that it was the petite girl with thick glasses, I made as bored an expression as possible. I almost cursed her, but I held it in.

"It's too early."

"What's so early? It's 10 am."

"It's not my wake-up time."

"But you're awake."

A-Nueng acted as if she didn't care, so I could only sigh because I knew that cursing at her wouldn't bring any results.

"What business do you have with me this early in the morning?"

"Well..."

The petite looked at the floor and drew circles on top of it with her feet. She was trying to be sweet.

"I want to..."

The word "want" from A-Nueng surprised me a little. I put my hand on my chest and blinked blankly. I started imagining hundreds of things she "wanted."

Want to cry.

Want to sing.

Want to make out.

"I want you to be my dance practice partner."

I'm thinking about making out? There's something wrong in my head.

"Oh?"

"Why do you look disappointed?"

"Who's disappointed? No."

I shook my head so hard that my neck almost broke. If that kid knows that I have strange thoughts, she will be full of herself. No. No.

"Why don't you train with your friends? Why me?"

"There's no one else who can do it well. And I've chosen you. So it can't be anyone else."

"When you chose me, did you ask me if I agreed?"

"You are my mother. Can't you do this for your daughter?"

I looked at the cheerful child with annoyance but also full of affection. When I saw her Duchenne smile, I almost smiled too. But just as I was lost in thought and about to raise my mouth, a voice interrupted us.

"Khun Nueng.".

"Chet."

My ex-groom. I think everyone is here to see me because it's the weekend. When A-Nueng saw a stranger coming to meet me, she immediately walked over to stand beside me and wrapped her arms around me like a possessive child. But Chet didn't understand. So he greeted us with his usually happy face.

"Am I interrupting something?"

"Someone is here to interrupt me first."

I glanced at A-Nueng, as if I meant to say that I meant her.

"You two woke up really early."

"It's 10 o'clock. It's not early."

Chet argued and smiled at A-Nueng.

"Correct?"

The petite girl didn't answer. She just smiled. Chet looked at her affectionately and seemed curious.

"Who do you look like. You look very familiar. What are your parents' names? Maybe I know them."

"I don't think you know. The world is not round."

The little one didn't seem to want to answer, so I interrupted.

"She's an orphan."

"Ar-Nueng!"

A-Nueng hit my arm lightly, as if she was complaining.

"Why do you say that? My parents aren't dead. We just don't live together as a family. But, yeah, I'm like an orphan."

"Oh. I turned it into a sad story."

I scratched my head and changed the topic.

"So, why are you all here?"

"I want to practice dancing."

"I want to treat you to a meal."

I saw both of them as I thought. Okay. Since I'm awake, whatever.

"Okay. You two wait here. I'll take a shower and get dressed. See you in ten minutes."

"You just ran through the water? Just wearing clothes takes five minutes."

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