Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ Just Another Day ❯ Volume Five, Chapter Thirty: Weekend Free ( Chapter 30 )

Weekend Free

Lately, Hindeo has a new interest. He pulled out his phone in his dorm.

“Hello?” Be asked on the other line. Hindeo perked up.

“Hey!” he said. “You busy this weekend.”

“Why?” she asked.

“My friend has a cottage in the countryside,” he said. “He's overseas right now.”

“So?” Be asked. Hindeo didn't miss a beat.

“Come out with me for the weekend?” he asked. There was a pause on the other line.

“With whom?” Be asked at last.

“Me,” he said.

“And?” she asked.

“Just me.”

“So… A date?”

“Yes.” Hindeo smiled. “So… Are you in?” There was another pause.

“Hello?” Hindeo asked.

“Okay,” Be said. The young man paused.

“Really? You mean it?” he asked.

“Yeah,” she said.

“Great. I'll pick you up at three on Friday, okay,” he said.

“Right,” Be said. She hung up on her end. Hindeo broke into a huge grin.

“Yes!” he said to himself.

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-Friday-

Mai-Pai sat in her home office. Her right hand trembled. She was doing it, wasn't she? Be and Hindeo in the countryside. Alone together. Mai-Pai shook her head.

No. Be wasn't like that. She was the good girl. It was Hindeo who was the problem.

Hindeo.

Mai-Pai shivered at the throat. She turned her head at the sound of the knock on her door.

“Yes?” she asked.

“Can I come in?” Soon asked. Mai-Pai sat back in her chair and sighed.

“Sure,” she said. She looked up as the door opened. Soon stood in the doorway.

“Hey,” he said. Mai-Pai gave him a weary smile.

“Aw, what's wrong?” he asked. She shook her head. Soon frowned.

“It's Be and Hindeo isn't it?” he asked. Mai-Pai sighed.

“Mai-Pai,” Soon said.

“I know, I know,” she said. “Just… Don't.” Mai-Pai rubbed her forehead. Soon patted her on the shoulder. His girl didn't respond.

“It's just him,” she said. “I've heard the stories. Hindeo is such a playboy.”

“But this is Be,” Soon said.

“I know,” his girlfriend said. “I know.” Mai-Pai put her head on the desk. Soon drew back his hand. Nothing he could say would help. Well, there was one thing.

“Did you trying calling her?” he asked. Mai-Pai lifted her head and turned to him. Soon shrugged.

“I mean,” he said. “It couldn't hurt, right?” Mai-Pai stared at me for a moment. Soon frowned.

“No good?” he asked. Mai-Pai shook her head.

“No, it's fine. Perfect, even,” she said. She reached over and picked up the phone.

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