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It was 8.32 am. M was sound asleep in his room, that is until he heard some knocks on his door.

"Ughh apa?" he groaned when his sleep was interrupted.

"Abang... sorry.. Ayana.. Uh.. Ayana.."

M opened the door and was met with Ayana looking pretty uncomfortable.

"Kau kenapa?" He asked. Ayana just looked down, and so M did the same. At that exact time, he noticed that Ayana's jeans were wet.

"No way..... you are kidding me."

"Sorry.."

"BRAT IT'S 8 IN THE MORNING!"

"Abang kasi Ayana baju dengan towel. Nanti Ayana cuci sendiri."

"And I am supposed to trust a 9 year old's cleaning skills?"

"Ayana rasa Ayana matang sikit nak banding kawan-kawan Ayana. Abang sendiri cakap 'you don't talk like your age.'"

"Dik, orang matang tak kencing malam."

"Sorry..." she said yet again.

M ruffled his already messy bed hair. He went back to his room, fetched a towel and a shirt then gave it to Ayana.

"Mandi dulu. Aku pergi hantar cushion dekat dobi. Menyusahkan betul."

"Thank you abang.. sorry.."

M took his cap from the back of the door and wore his mask. He put the two cushions in a big black plastic and then went straight outside. Along the process, he grunted here and there saying how he didn't sign up for this.

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