The sun above was glistening as a bumpy car rode in a cautious speed. This car was a brand which could be considered new due to it's recent purchase.
Two years in and I finally learned from dad how to drive you steadily.
At first Anathan could only intensely gaze at his father's hand which smoothly drove the car. Now, he was responsible for driving it.
He was so happy he wanted his purpose for driving to be greater than just a delivery back home.
Who asked his stupid sister to finalise the dress he didn't allow her to get? She's too spoiled.
She shouldn't be indulged much!
If he were to argue with mother, she would point out his recent possession over his dad's car. He didn't want to hear anything against his dear car.
He should talk with father over tea and newspaper. That way he could've convinced him when he was more focused on the news.
If he was aware that the order had been placed he would've done it. But, both mother and father unexpected told him to go and get it.
Father also told him to take the car. He was allowed to go on his own, without father's supervision this time. He obediently got the car key and entered the car. His smile which came off as totally willing soon turned into worry after he crossed some distance.
Was he really going to get it? Wouldn't that mean he gave in?
He got the dress in a bag. He didn't even look at it. If he's at this he might as well just deliver it straight to her and scorn that joy with came against his will.
If this thing really can bring you joy... than I might as well comply with this dress.