As I look at them, I observe
They live in a big house
The family is pretty harmonious
The food, I mean the lasagna, is good
It's obvious that is still so many empty room to sleep
The air-con is on,all day and night
There's a quite big flat screen in the living room
"Do you wanna taste this?"
Some sound comes so sudden
The mom said to the daughter, my friend.
"Later, mom"
I swear she ignores it because she respect me, the guest.
The mom only offer the food to her daughter, but not me, the guest.
"It's okay sweetie, just one bite" she insist,
she moved her step closer to us
"I said later, mom" the tone of her voice is raised a bit
"Okay then". she step back into I-don't-know-where her room is.
And then me and my friend, we continue chatting.
The lamp that is hanging on the ceiling, fancy.
"How was your job?" I break the silence.
"I still doing freelance, you?" she asked me.
"I.." my eyes are focused to a comic.
"Oh my God, Archie Andrews!" I shout.
"Yeah that's mine"
She got the comic from her aunt, she told me.
It's a rare comic, I knew.
Again, I observe. And I've decided
Rich people got everything they need, but manners, only a glimpse of certain people has it.
Alifia Andhika Feb 11 2021
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