Chapter 4
3 years later...
The plane landed. Mark, Yaya and their new friend, Margie had arrived at Thailand.
"I'm back...THAILAND!" shouted Margie, spinning herself around.
"Enough...or I'm afraid people will think you are crazy!" teased Mark.
"It's you who are crazy!" shouted Margie.
"Oww...I tell you in good intention, or this is what I get for doing good deed?" said Mark.
"Nee..." replied Margie.
"Let me stop you there!" said Yaya, having enough of it, "Can you two go for one day without bickering?"
"He started it first," objected Margie, pointed at Mark. He pointed back, "See?"
"Alright, I don't know who started it but you two must stop," said Yaya, looking serious. So both Margie and Mark said nothing else but dead glares.
"Look!" said Margie suddenly, when seeing her sister. "My sister's here to pick me up. Good bye, Yaya and...Mark" she glared at him one more time when calling his name.
"Oh, go ahead and good bye," said Yaya, waving her hand at Margie. She waved back then ran up to her sister. Yaya took a stare at Mark.
"What?" asked Mark when seeing Yaya was staring at him.
"You shouldn't have said those things to Margie," said Yaya.
"What's wrong? It's funny. And besides she is always who starts the fire," replied Mark.
"It's not funny how you like to tease her," said Yaya, "And it's you who starts the fire."
"Oh come on," said Mark.
"NO, it's not," replied Yaya, "You have to apologize to her tomorrow morning."
"She's a tomboy. I don't it can hurt her. She always fight back," said Mark.
"Tomboy or whatever, she's a girl," said Yaya, staring at him, "Every girls want to be treated right. If you're not gonna apologize to her tomorrow, don't ever call my name again!" Finished her sentence, Yaya walked away. Mark stood without moving for a big moment, thinking about her words then he went and caught up with her.
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Nadech was in his office, writing some documents. For the 3 years time, he had become a workaholic, everyday for the whole 3 years, he only went to two places, his home and the company. Suddenly, his phone which was on the desk rang. It was Grate.
"Hello," said Nadech, picking his phone up without looking at who it was.
"Nadech!" said Grate, delightly.
"Grate? Is that you?" said Nadech, recognized the voice, "It's been so long. I've almost forget about you,"
"I'm glad you said 'almost', it means you don't completely forget me, do you?" said Grate.
"Yeah, I'm glad you call me," said Nadech, "How are you doing?"
"Better than great, I'm going to get married," said Grate.
"What? Really?" said Nadech, "I mean who's the lucky girl."
"It's Preem, you might not know her really well," replied Grate.
"It's Preem the girl who used to wear pink, every day, pink, pink, pink," said Nadech and laughed at his own words.
"Don't talk about my wife like that, she is sweetest in the world," said Grate.
"I think that was what you said at that time, and now you fall for her," said Nadech.
"I don't know but it's like people always said, what you hate, always come to you in the end," replied Grate.
"By the way, when is the wedding held?" asked Nadech.
"Next two weeks, and you're invited, you must come," said Grate.
"Don't worry, I'll be there," said Nadech. He could hear that there was a girl's voice calling Grate.
"Oh sorry, Preem is calling me," said Grate. "Later then."
"Yeah," with that they both hung up their phone. Nadech picked up his pen and about to began working again.
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"Do you need any help cleaning your home?" asked Mark, when he arrived at Yaya's house.
"No, I got it. But did you get what I told you?" replied Yaya.
"Yeah, yeah, I got it," said Mark, "Bye then, if you need me, just call me, ok?"
"Ok! Bye," finished their sentences, Yaya went into her house and Mark went into his, next to Yaya's. Yaya got upstairs to her room, she sat down on the bed to relief her tireness. Her phone rang in a minute.
"Hello, daughter, have you arrived?" asked her mom.
"Yes, mom. I'm now at home," replied Yaya.
"Are you alright, sweetie? Why your voice is so low?" asked her mom, in worried.
"I'm ok, mom. I just have a jetlag," replied Yaya.
"Oh...so rest well then, I love you, sweetie," said her mom.
"I love you too, mom," replied Yaya, putting her phone down. She laid on the bed and simply closed her eyes, taking a small nap.
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The next day
Yaya, Margie and Mark met at Margie's sister's cafe.
"Margie!" called Yaya.
"Huh? Mee alai lor?" asked Margie.
"Mark has something to say to you, don't you Mark?" said Yaya, looking at Margie then Mark.
"Kor dai..." said Mark, "Sorry."
"Rueng Alai?" asked Margie.
"About yesterday," said Mark, "I'm sorry I said those things to you. I swear I didn't mean it."
Margie stayed quiet for a while. "So am I. Sorry for be impulsive to you."
Yaya smiled when she heard the two apologises. "See? It's not hard for you two not to bickle."
'Yak hai roo kon kon nee...' Mark's phone rang this song. "It's from the company we applied for our job," Mark told Yaya. Her face rose with hope and pleased. "Go ahead, answer it!" Mark did as Yaya said.
"Hello, Sawaddee Krub," said Mark, "Krub, Thank you very much!" He hung up and shouted, "Yes!"
"How is it, Mark? Pass?" asked Yaya.
"I can tell by his look that yes!" said Margie.
"They called me for the interview tomorrow!" said Mark, still very excited, "Did you receive any call or something too?"
Yaya simply shook her head. "I guess I wasn't who they were looking for," Margie and Mark both stared at her. "Come on, don't look at me like that!"
"Don't think like that!" said Mark.
"Ow wa...tomorrow I go and apply for another one and...," she hadn't finished her sentence but was interupted by her phone rang. She took a look at it. Her face rose in surprise. "It's from the company," said Yaya. "Come on, answer it!" told Margie. After answering her phone, she shouted with joy, "They called me for the interview tomorrow!"
"So we're both gonna get a job," said Mark, smiling.
"We have to celebrate," said Margie, "Ow wa...I'll cook for the dinner tonight."
"If that so, I think I can't go to the interview tomorrow," said Mark.
"Why, Mark?" asked Margie.
"I'm afraid I'll have diarrhea after eating your food," teased Mark.
"Then, don't even take a bite!" said Margie, annoyed.
"Just kidding, ow jing tam mai?" replied Mark.
"What do you say, Yaya?" asked Margie. And Yaya nodded her head.
"Then let's go to my house!" said Margie, excitedly.
Sorry if it's too short. I have no more idea ATM. BUT hope you enjoy it!