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Peter had been feeling down lately, not because of his studies, but because Old Father had told him that if he wanted a car, he needed to rank in the top twenty this semester and the next.
During breaks, everyone was chatting and laughing, but Peter, who usually would join in on some fun, sat at his desk all day, occasionally glancing at Irina sitting diagonally in front of him. This doll-like classmate was quite something!
Tsk tsk tsk. With his mother's temper, wouldn't she just turn the house upside down? What was he supposed to do?
Just then, Lisa returned to her seat and handed him a bottle of Coconut Milk. "What are you thinking about?"
"Nothing much, just wondering when the car I have my eye on will be released."
Peter kissed his girlfriend on the cheek and then opened the Coconut Milk, drinking it greedily. Soon after, as the teacher walked into the classroom, he focused on listening intently, striving for success in his studies.
As days passed, Peter's grades steadily improved. He worked hard at school and, after returning home, Safna would help him with extra lessons. To ensure a comprehensive improvement in his grades, Safna took him to visit several teachers from other subjects and provided him with a new tutoring schedule.
After two months of diligent study and with Safna's permission, he finally had two full days off. Without hesitation, he packed his things and headed to Lisa's house. Her home was quite spacious, with four bedrooms, two living rooms, and two bathrooms.
The three of them spent a day out having fun. That night in Uncle Andong's bedroom, the two boys were playing ranked matches late into the night. If Lisa hadn't woken up to use the bathroom and discovered them, they might have played until dawn. It wasn't until noon the next day that Lisa dragged them out of bed.
Andrei and Natasha went about their usual work routine; for them, it was better to work overtime than to have no work at all. Lisa's grandmother Lele sat on the sofa watching them eat while occasionally chatting.
While they were eating, Uncle Andong's phone rang. He picked it up and immediately revealed a smile typical of someone infatuated. "Hello, Agatha."
"Uncle Andong," he said, "we're not suited for each other; let's leave it at that."
Uh-oh.
Hearing the busy signal on the other end of the line, Uncle Andong sighed and grimaced at Peter and Lisa. "It’s over."
"Over?" Lisa exclaimed with wide eyes. "You spent all your money only to get kicked to the curb? How can there be such good fortune in this world?"
"Forget it," Uncle Andong said; he didn't want to dwell on money matters too much. But Lisa wouldn't let it go: "My family isn't some oligarch; our pocket money is earned hard by our parents. Why should you just let it slide?"
After saying this, she changed her shoes and grabbed her coat and hat from the rack. Just as she was about to leave, Uncle Andong stopped her: "What are you doing going over to someone else's house?"
"What do you mean? You think I'm going there for money? Yesterday I borrowed five thousand Rubles from you; the day before that I borrowed ten thousand! You’ve already lent me over sixty thousand Rubles! Where did all that money go?"
Lisa counted on her fingers as she spoke. Uncle Andong smiled wryly and tried to reason with her: "Her family has it tough too; just let it go. How about I do some odd jobs later to make it up to you?"
"No!"
The little girl’s stubbornness flared up as she pushed Uncle Andong's hand away. Just as she was about to open the door, Peter had already changed his clothes. Lisa shot a glare at Uncle Andong before pulling Peter outside to look for Agatha. After chatting with Grandma for a bit, Uncle Andong also changed his clothes and went downstairs.
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