Indian Docter : Hey boy, can you speak in english?
Atha : yeah, i do. why?
Indian Docter : umm, can you show me the maybank somewhere in the place. i'm looking for maybank.
Atha : it's hard to tell. but not far la.
Indian Docter : ohh, come show me.
Atha : hah?
Indian Docter : you ride a long first show where it is, then i'll send you back.
Atha : ohh, umm okay.
Indian Docter : by the way my name is (forgot whats his name was) and you are?
Indian Docter : ohh atha. i am a medical advisor for anybody who has problems with thier (bla bla blaa..) especially like youngsters like you.
Atha : (angguk angguk)
Indian Docter : (while driving, hits a rear chinese man's car)
Atha : (watahekk?!)
Chinese man : (marah gila babi)
Indian Docter : hehh! GO la! GO!!
Chinese man : (middle fingger up)
Atha : (tercungap)
Indian Docter : haihh, what is with all the chinese in the area hahh. a small thing also wanna get pissed hahh.
Atha : (laugh wierdly)
Indian Docter : so atha, you're in form what ah?
Atha : i'm form 5 now
Indian Docter : you are quite tall hahh for your age.
(Skip until reaches the Jalan Cempaka)
Indian Docter : you aa, you have a. something like a unstable harmones eyh. means ah, your harmones are boilings. haha. have you done any sexual intercorse?
Atha : ahahahh. umm no. i mean never.
Indian Docter : you have mixed blood or what?
Atha : ahah. my grandfathers a chinese.
Indian Docter : ohh i see. mix blood ah. sometimes could give you a good looking or the opposite (bla bla bla)
Atha : owh
Indian Docter : (touches my head and presses my pimple)
Atha : (wierd faces)
Indian Docter : how frequent have you musterbate lately ah atha?
Atha : i never musterbate.
Indian Docter : owh you never musterbate aa? thats why la. your harmones are boiling and unstable. its could be dangerious if you dont musterbate. a sperm cells aa, it could only live for like 36 to 38 hours you know. so sometimes aa, when a person dont musterbate. when they do, the sperms turns yellowies. let me see your pulse.
Atha : (hulur tangan)
Indian Docter : (observing my pulse) let me feel your pulse on your stomac. lift up your shirt.
Atha : (Lift up shirt)
Indian Docter : ohh you have a really long body eyh. what im gonna do is. im gonna squeeze a something below your stomac. so you should feel ah. like an electrical or ticlish
Atha : ahahh. oo okay.
Indian Docter : (soked his hand into my underware)
Atha : (WATAKFAKK!)
Indian Docter : do you you feel any electrical?
Atha : ahahah. umm no no.
Indian Docter : (keep pressing and moving on until his hand almost touches my dick)
Atha : (watafakk watafakk watafakk!!) yeah i think i've feel it <-- porposely say to make em stop.
Indian Docter : (keep on goin)
Atha : is it nesessary?!
Indian Docter : yes it is. im doing it so that you can do your own firtile bla bla bla.. now unchain your belt. let me do it internally
Atha : (in my mind, is he a faking gay!)
Indian Docter : come on, dont be shy laa. unzip it now.
Atha : ahahahh. i think im late now -.-'
Indian Docter : come on laa. this is important you know. so that you can do you own fertile bla bla bla..
Atha : hahh. no its okay. i think im late now. thanks a lot ehh.
Indian Docter : (touches my dick)
Atha : (open the door and get out)
Indian Docter : thanks ehh.
i fart-king hates doctor now!