Kareen entered the bathroom where a woman aged around 25 years wearing black jeans combined with a cream-colored top, flowing hair, and wearing sunglasses.
"Siska?"
The woman immediately took off her glasses and looked at Kareen seriously. "Yeah, it's you didn't recognize me right away just because of these damn glasses? Outrageous!"
"Aighh...." Kareen waved her hand and rolled her eyes. "Now is not the time to protest. Where's the medicine I ordered?" She asked impatiently.
"I won't give it until you give me the money you promised me," Siska shouted with her arms crossed and leaned against the wall. She also seems to be a cunning woman who can't be played with and loves money.
"Ckkk...." Kareen huffed in annoyance and took out her smartphone from the small black bag she had been carrying. "Write down your account number. I'll send it because I didn't have time to go to the ATM to get money," she shouted in a curt tone.
