Once Upon A Torpe Problem

Part 7: What could possibly go wrong?

Hey guys! Part 7 is already here if you are still reading this story.
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To remind you:
1. Fiction. This story is not real and is made up by me.
2. There might be grammatical errors and mispelled words, and i would like to apologize about that as early as now.

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I wake up feeling hungry all of a sudden. I forgot to eat last night because of the douché.

I got my ass up lazily heading to the bathroom and saw my reflection first things first.

Good thing I wasn't gifted with a bad hair day early in the morning. Took my toothbrush and squirted out some toothpaste on.

Reminiscing all the things Dad told me.

"I respect you my dear but that young man too needs to be forgiven, if the Heavens above can forgive killers and thieves, you too can" was what he said lastly.

I know that.

Crystal Clear

But I still need time to settle my hatred against that guy.

Once again let me do the honor.

"I am freakin' engage with that guy, tried to make things possible between us for nearly 2 years and then when I finally had the chance to take my love to the next level, then there I found him... Doing what? Oh yea!, fucking different virgins every night after 3 months"

Great...

Just great...

He seriously needs to taste hell.

After brushing my teeth, I went down stairs and opened the fridge. Dania, the head Maid, startled me by greeting me good morning as I hit my head at the surface of the fridge by accident.

Thank goodness it wasn't some serious injuries. Lol dejk. XD

"What's for breakfast, Nanay?" I asked.

(Note for English readers: "nanay" in english term is "mom" or "mother" we usually use that not only for our real moms but to the elderly who are moms too giving them a sign that we treat them as family too even tho we're not blood related)

"Do you want the usual or you'll have something different today?" She asked as she look down on my nutrition chart in her clear folder.

"I think I'll have the same thing" I said wishing with a smile.

"Let's go with something different this time" she suggested and that made my smile go down.

"You shouldn't have asked, nanay" I said quietly with a little frown.

"What was that?" She ask as she scan the fridge beside me for breakfast.

"Nothing" I said emphasizing the last part 'thing'

I headed my way to the counter-like-desk just right across the fridge but quite far because that is where they do the cooking.

"Nanay, what if that some stranger... But he's not scary tho, quite charming in fact, talks to you because he wants to be your friend as he says, what will you do?" I asked with a little on-the-story-mode tone

"Well..." She started and let out a breathe... "If i were you, I would be suspicious of his presence and never let my guard down" she added while she started chopping the tomatoes and the cucumber