Malacca here I come
This is not my phone!
Writer POV
One peaceful morning in Mr. Rizal household has been broken due to Farah’s screaming. The screaming is due to the shock when she sees a huge car in front of her.
“You can’t be serious right dad! Come on you want me to drive that huge car. No dad. What’s wrong with me driving my own car? In case you haven’t notice, the road in Malacca is not that big as in KL.”
“Your car is too small. I’m afraid if anything happen you will get hurt. Please honey just agrees with me on this.”
“Gosh dad, stop being over protective. Fine I will use a bigger car but not this one. This is too big for me. After all I will be alone over there I don’t need to use a car that can fit more than half of the football team. How about your Toyota Cardina over there?”
“No honey, you need something at a bit higher than the usual car.”
“Ok then just give me anything. Just not the Alphard. Why the heck you even have that dad? There is only the two of us in this house.”
“Ok I will pick another car for you. What can I do I love car so much.”
“Thanks dad. Remember your promise, no bodyguard for this trip. Keep your promise dad. You know that I can easily sense if someone is watching and following me. If that happened then the deal is off.”
“I know honey. I promise.”
“I’ll be back in 10 minutes just need to get my luggage and handbag.”
“Okay and I will be here with the car.”
With that, Far
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