"The owners don't want us hanging out with our friends," she said.
"If you stop by, tell them you're my brother."
On my first visit, I walked to the customer service desk and asked the older woman there,
"Is Karen around?"
When she looked at me quizzically, I added,
"I'm her brother." She smiled.
"What a nice surprise. I'm Karen's mother
Hahaha...hambek kau~!!
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