Chapter 3

I slowly opened my eyes, the heat in my room was very hot. My hands rushed to find the AC remote. After I can turn on the AC and the temperature I change it to the coldest. I wiped the sweat on my forehead as well as on my neck.

It's four in the afternoon. I sat up from sleep, looked in the mirror my hair was messy, took the hair tie on top of the drawer, and tied my hair. Get off the bed, and go to the bathroom to wash your face to be fresher.

"Esha! Come down here," said Mother from downstairs, it sounded like she was doing something else.

"Yes ma'am" I replied walking down the stairs while wiping my wet hands into the back of my pants.

Mother was busy cutting fruit, there were watermelons, grapes, melons, and some other fresh fruit. I walked over to the kitchen table.

"Wow!! want ma'am" I exclaimed his hands clapping enthusiastically.

"Here, the fruit uses ice cream," said the mother, putting the pieces of fruit into the bowl. Mom covers ice cream twice. Then put it on top of the fruit.

"When are you shopping?" asked I took the fork.

"Yesterday before you came home from school. Here" my mother served her fruit ice cream to me.

"Wow!!! very beautiful ma'am" I complimented. The red color of the watermelon, the green of the melon, and the purple of the grape make the color combination very beautiful. I'm not willing to eat it.

Mom smiled as I complimented the food, again cutting the fruit.

"Oh Dad, where's mom?" I asked scooping the ice cream first.

"Go out for a while exchanging brochures yesterday for tickets," answered the mother, focusing on cutting fruit.

"So what do I choose?" I asked enthusiastically.

"Yes, I also agree with your choice, so we'll go tomorrow," Mom said smiling.

"cool" I shouted raising my hands.

"You take a shower this afternoon and then pack clothes and others," said the mother, directing.

I gave a thumbs up excitedly, continuing to devour the fruit ice cream.

I rushed to my room and took a towel and underwear. I didn't finish all the fruit ice because I was too excited about summer vacation. A few minutes after taking a shower, I went to my room and turned up the temperature of the air conditioner to a temperature that was not too cold. I took the suitcase from behind the door and opened it, putting one by one the clothes I wanted to wear, swimsuits, and other women's equipment. It didn't feel like it was night, my packing was finished, and I fell asleep on the bed, stretching.