
"Oh, then let's be fair once again for the left cheek!" ma'am said misnah while pinching Baron's left cheek.
"Ah, I'm sick!" exclaim Baron while reviewing his left cheek which is now reddened.
"Did, you are like a girl! just a little pinch!" exclaim Miss Misnah while reviewing her smile.
"Let's have breakfast! it's cold hunting!" exclaimed Ara who took food for herself on a plate.
"Oiya, let's eat Mom!" said the Baron who then scoops the rice and side dishes and then puts them in his mouth.
"Baron you're not like that!" exclaimed Bu Misnah who also scooped the rice and side dishes and then put them in his mouth.
"Is your son this baron not to indulge in motherhood?" asked the Baron who avoided the bullyan from his mother and foster sister.
"Hmmm....! ngeles danya Ma'am!" exclaims Ara while reviewing her smile.
"Hust...!" baron shouted as he threw his hand towards Ara. And Ara only covered her smile.
"No, the food will not end!" ara exclaimed and they continued their breakfast.
A few minutes later, they finished eating. And they finished the drink in front of each one.
"Mother and Anin will go to the kiosk, and Ara will guard the stall while mom will continue shopping to fill the stock of clothes that have been exhausted" said Missnah.
"So Anin will be alone at the stall?" ask the curious Baron.
"Yes and it looks like you can't be with him either?" asked Bu Misnah who was staring at her son Baron.
"If I hadn't been shopping for workshop equipment, I would definitely accompany Anin to guard the stall!" yelled the Baron who was staring at Anin.
"Already Anin can take care of Anin, you do not worry" said Ara who looked at Bu Misnah and also towards the Baron alternately.
"Well, we'd better get going now!" exclaim Bu Misnah.
"Yes Mom!" ara answered and they started heading to the garage.
"If you haven't come home yet, let me pick up Ara Bu!" exclaiming Baron who rose because Ara and Bu misnah have moved away from their original position.
"Big!" balas Bu Misnah which also rises, because now they have come out of the living room and approached the luxury car that is still parked.
Both of them set their feet on the front porch.
"Mom's not usually in the garage?" ask Ara who is confused.
"Yes that if you do not use the services of a driver, now right Paki? he.he..!" replied Miss Misnah with a smile.
"Oh!" said Ara who understood.
Then they get into the car that was previously opened by the driver of the Misnah family.
After Ara and Bu Misnah got into the car, the driver stepped foot to the car door leading to the steering wheel.
Then the driver opened the door and entered right behind the wheel, and slowly the car drove out of the yard.
"Sir, later we drop Non Anin first, we go to the mother market to shop for clothes!" exclaim Mother Misnah to the Driver.
"Yes madam!" the driver replied, focusing on the driver.
The car kept driving down the highway. And in the end it also arrived in front of the supermarket where the kiosk of Bu Misnah was located.
The driver stopped the car and Ara stepped out of the car.
"Well, you can open your own kiosk?" asked Bu Misnah while giving the key to the stall when Ara got out of the car, Ara accepted it and put it in her bag.
"Let's just calm Mom, Anin can!" exclaims Ara who has come out of the car and looked into the car, while reviewing her smile.
"Yes ma'am, just calm down! by mother!" ara replied while waving her right hand.
"Daa. and Anin!" reply Bu Misnah who also waved his right hand.
"Sir driver! let's go again!" exclaim Bu Misnah later.
"Good madam!" answer the driver who then turned on the car and drove at a speed down the highway.
Meanwhile Ara saw the luxury car carrying Miss Misnah had gone away, lost from her eyes.
The girl let out a long sigh and then stepped her foot into the supermarket yard, and then entered the supermarket by walking down the road she once passed with her adoptive mother, Miss Misnah.
"Hm...! the supermarket is already crowded with visitors, I better hasten my pace!" murmured in Ara's heart which then accelerated her footsteps.
At the moment Ara stepped foot, there was a little boy walking with his mother suddenly looking at him with fear.
"Mama, there's a snake ma!" exclaimed the little boy who immediately hugged his mother and hid his face from behind the back of his mother's body.
"Snakes? name's got a snake in here, son?" asked the mother who rubbed the son's head gently.
"That's ma...! that's...!" the little boy replied, pointing to the stairs where Ara had passed.
"Where is there!" exclaimed the little mother who kept staring at the stairs and looking for the snake as her son intended.
"No, ma?" asked the little boy who then dared to look at himself and he looked around.
The boy did not find the snake he had seen.
"Nothing, maybe just your hallucinations. Now we better go home!" take the mother.
"Yes Ma'am." replied the boy who raised his head to look at his mother who was commenting on a smile at him.
Then they set foot towards the exit of the supermarket.
Meanwhile, Ara did not realize that the little boy could see his true form, stepping his feet towards the stall of Bu Misnah.
"Oh, we're finally here!" murmured in Ara's heart who then took the key given by Missnah when she got out of the car.
"Lunches.clek.... gredhek!"
The door of the stall opened and Ara stepped her foot into the stall.
Then Ara took out and arranged the clothes that lived a little, to be displayed in the storefront of the clothing store Bu Misnah. Then the girl swept and mopped the floor of the clothing store stall.
In between her busyness, there were one and two people looking around. There are those who buy and there are those who just look around.
"Huh, have patience!" murmured in Ara's heart at the sight of people who did not buy clothes at the clothing store stall.
The snake demon princess then continued her activities, mopping the floor of the clothing store.
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