The sun penetrated through the window gap. Chirp replies sound friendly into the ear. The door opened showing the figure of Mama who was on standby with a ladle in hand.Ah, so I love Mom even more.But it's a lie, oh well ... It's true too."Mom, I'm still sleepy, five minutes again, please," I muttered, who was still sleeping with face downward and head covered in a pillow. "One ... two ... thre- ... thre- !" Mother’s tone went up 4 octaves. I wasted a rough breath. "Ouhh... oke, i'II wake up, Mom.""Well, that's my daughter. See, you’re more beautiful right? Hehehe."Mother chuckled. The ladle on her hands move to the top of nightstand.Mother always like that in every morning, diligently waking up her daughter who was still sleeping lazily. Even so, Mother never plays physically with her children, no matter how angry her is. I salute with her. I inched into my seat. Tilting my head to the right while rubbing
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