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"Sirin, where are you?" "I'm home. I came back here before Ramadhan." "How come I don't know? Why you don't tell me?" "Erkkk. Well, I don't know how to tell you... and I thought you already knew." "Can't you just text me? You should inform me what happened to you and what you'd been through." "I'm sorry. I just......" "I'm not that important to you, right? That's why you don't let me know a thing about you." "No, absolutely no. It's not like that. I just...." "I'm disappointed with you. From now on, I really won't care about you." "................" Okay, maybe I made up the dialogue but this is what happening to me. I couldn't help myself from thinking of this matter. Well, I know that I'm deserved for this because yeah, it's my fault. I admit it. But could you please give me a chance to explain what&#