In addition, Movu, the only man's name Yashnile could be at ease whenever his princess had spoken off it.
"Okay. As if I could get in between your love for him. Just make me proud and don't love any bastards, alright?"
"Of course."
"Kuya is proud of you."
"Well, you have to make me proud too, don't be late on Saturday." Yanarym had a laugh of victory on her head. Another victorious stalling of emotion, also, she's getting it to his head. That he could trust Movu and handle her over when the time comes.
"Alright."
After buying all the material that she needed, they go straight to the family restaurant that they often go to. Yanarym was sipping her milkshake while Yashnile carried the paper bags consisting of clothes and the school material. Yazeno appeared minutes later and gave Yanarym a big hug before settling down.
"Did you finish your last class?"
