
As Mike has told, now some men are flocking to transport goods that have been bought by Josh and Mike yesterday. Goods consisting of basic necessities such as rice, instant noodles, oil, sugar and tea, have now moved on the terrace of Mr. Kades' house.
Actually, when shopping it all, Mike and Josh were confused because he did not know what items could be given as help. Fortunately yesterday while shopping, the two boules invited one of the residents, the, so Miike and Josh can go find information for the local driver to find out what kind of groceries they have to buy to share.
The good intentions of the two Caucasians were of course welcomed back with smiles of happiness by residents around. No matter how little help comes to the citizens, it means a lot to their survival. With great enthusiasm they work together to divide the pot into several parts so that all get the same ration.
While when all seems cheerful because it will get a punch, there is one person who is only able to smile wryly when watching it all. Not that he was not happy with what was being felt by the citizens, that person could not believe that due bule was very smart to take the hearts of the residents.
It was Ken, the man who had just come to this village. In addition to being amazed, of course he felt jealous of Josh and Mike. By the time he announced that he would be helping the villagers, Mike and Josh, without saying much, had gone further in bringing happiness to the residents. Ken still doesn't believe Mike and Josh can do this.
Honestly, Ken's arrival in the village is also a concern of the residents, especially women. In addition to wondering what the purpose of the person came to this village for, of course, his handsome face with a sturdy body became the ingredients of a woman's mouth there. They guessed about the man according to what they thought themselves.
Mike and Josh are also busy helping people. Maybe because it is used to interacting., so the two Caucasians are no longer awkward when mingling with the population. What's more the residents consider both of them to be very good people. So Mike and Josh are very easy to unite with the citizens.
"Mr bule!" exclaiming a woman.
Mike who was busy measuring rice just turned his head because he felt called. Mike's forehead creased for a few seconds and soon he developed his smile. Mike hands his job to someone nearby because the person who called Mike gave the code for the man to approach.
"What's up, Miss Marina?" mike asked as soon as he stood in front of the woman who called him.
Mike smiled then. He knew exactly what the woman wanted. Marina must have wanted to be touched back by that bule man. "I'm sorry, It's not that I forgot Miss or I don't want to, but Miss knows for herself, right, I now have a night duty at the widow's cottage."
Mike tried to explain that the woman in front of him was not offended and wanted to understand the situation. But the name of the woman, still Marina objected. "is it only the widows who need the care of the master? Is another woman like me who lives alone unable to get care?"
Suddenly Mike was immediately confused and he quickly thought of finding the right answer so that the woman would understand. Unfortunately any reason that came out of Mike's mouth can still be broken by Marina until the bule man was like running out of words to reason again.
"I know, maybe there the woman is prettier and happier. Surely Mr. Mike is more at home there than at my house. Well, I understand. Then excuse me, sir. Sorry to interrupt," disappointed, Marina left without giving her the chance to speak.
"Ahh, you woman," said Mike looking quite upset after talking to Marina.
Meanwhile, in another place far from the village, a man was seen sitting alone while enjoying a coffee in front of a stall. The man looked confused and his face was quite frustrated. The man smoked his cigarette deeply and exhaled his smoke slowly.
"Do I have to report to the boss if I fail? I said I failed because in the widow's cottage there was a man who took care of the residents?" he muttered to himself.
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