MYS 65
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It turned out that that day was not just a site survey. I was forced to live directly in the Pelita Harapan Vocational High School dormitory.
"Well, it wasn't the initial agreement. Why do you always give Anggi a surprise without allowing Anggi to prepare?" I roared in one corner of the school.
Anggoro who saw my face red in anger could only stare in confusion. Maybe Anggoro was also surprised. Maybe Anggoro was also confused by his father's unpredictable behavior.
After all, how can a nine-year-old child or myself be able to guess what's in a parent's head? Moreover, it is my father, my mysterious father, the seven-generation god level.
"If dad told you from the start, would you want it? After all, the three-way round trip is not cheap. Anggi should know, we have to save as much as possible for what?" Father replied in a soft, washed-away tone.
