"I got it! I got the role as an extra!"
That day, my dad returned with a good news. But I don't want to hear anything about that. What I want to hear is about my car.
"Why did you return with a taxi!? Where is my car!?" I asked.
He took my car there without my permission. But he returned in a taxi?
"Don't worry, they said that they will pay for my fare," Dad said.
"I didn't mean that! What I want to ask is the whereabouts of my car! Where is my car!?"
"That car seems so good so they asked me if they can borrow it. I agreed to it in," Dad said.
"You didn't even have my permission to drive that car so why did you think I will let you do that!?"
"I told them that the car was my son's. And I am free to use the car however I wish," he said.
I shouldn't have returned home. I regretted it.
"Dad, congratulations for the role. So what role will it be?" Reina asked.
