Dusk Bleak
Sales

I don't know why Kleo sold it that day. The trading period is angry, of course, who wants to buy in minders and the possibility of not selling will be very large and detrimental to the company what he makes a place to work. Been so angry. Everyone who came was beaten. Everyone wants to buy a piece of cloth. Yeah long time reluctant. Not to mention that people who come are very disliked half.

“Kak buy,“ there are people who come and want to buy. Seemed shabby his condition seemed to rarely shower. Especially the flower bath, very rarely he. So almost unserved not even appreciated at all the famous sellers are beautiful but judes it.

“What! None!“

Huh!

“Ngot there to say too. You are often in debt. Who don't bring any money at all. Even if you ask for the same person while begging, right? Understand cave!”

“It exists...“ point it at the item in question and it turns out to be in that place.

“Nih money, no need to change papa,” said the child while smiling happily. Get what he wants.

“Nih sono cepetan!“ Kleo.

The boy shakes after being loved.

Not even had time to sit down playing FF in its luxury HP, already it came another buyer with a creepy eye highlight.

“Buy what!“ ask the Kleo.

The man calls what he wants. That's a lot more. If the bread then its variant is strange strange. With a nonsensical topping as well. If the object will be sought that the price is expensive but the discount is big. Of course, it will look for difficulties everything that must be done at that time. Because if not directly served it will accumulate a queue that snaking by the enthusiastic buyers.

“Not there!“

“Ngak for sale. Basic beggar. Already it's ugly eyes and ear congekan. Kung caplang congekan, market champion from across!“

“No going to the cave, if not!“ said the boy.

“Serah!“

“O... make camp here cave! Until anytime will cave wait.“ Threaten as if a girlfriend who wants to be cut off the same boyfriend.

The man immediately set up a tent on the field near the Kleo selling. That's how his lips blabber to and fro nonstop. Everyone comes straight to the news. Everyone who knows him complains. So that the seller will give what he ordered.

Because the mangkel is finally in love with Kleo. Then the man wants to leave while rolling his tent.

Unexpectedly the queue is so bejibun. I don't know why. Maybe on the same stick the seller was like. Beautiful - beautiful but a wolf that judes the same jutek. So they deliberately queued long just to make the seller's cart. So that the stalls are about to close but not so for the sake of the visitors who are so tiled it.

“Already closed!“

“Tuh there are still many who ngantri.“

“You guys all bummer! You lizard boy! Crickets, cat nudge, mouse-tailed fisted. Wasp oil!“

The seller continues to curse. But the base of the buyers, half of which are protestors, is still pushing forward. Even if in front of carrying goods will be blown to move aside. Or her hair was pulled together so that the man could comb through the disheveled hair first. So that it will be shifted the same behind it. Joged-joged. Until his wish is fulfilled successfully.

The night fell asleep. After all locked and arranged according to the original place and the clean room conditions sparkle. It's because of the exhaustion.