Namoras
Faked request from Merisda

A few months later.

That afternoon, Merisda seemed busy choosing items in a shopping center in the stone city. They shop at one of the most famous and largest malls in the city. Meanwhile, Namora looks behind him like a lackey who suffers greatly.

"Namorah. Speed up your steps! Lookit. I really like that dolphin doll!" Merisda pointed towards the blue-colored dolphin doll. The doll looks ordinary. However, do not ask the price. Because, the dolphin doll is made by famous craftsmen and embroidered by hand. The year could only produce as many as ten puppets. And in the Mall, that's the only one.

Merisda entered the doll shop earlier, then stood there staring at the dolphin doll that was inside the translucent glass coffin.

Seeing Merisda enter the shop, a saleswoman approached. He kindly greeted the girl. "Miss. Is there anything I can help you with?" Ask the salesman.

"Sister. Sorry if I asked. Is the dolphin doll for sale or just for display? If sold, how much does it cost?" Ask Merisda.

Hearing the question from the girl, the salesman smiled bitterly then explained. "Miss. This dolphin doll is the only one here. It is not very expensive compared to other dolls. Only, the production of this doll is very limited because it is embroidered manually. It is said that it can only be produced no more than ten pieces. If the price is a problem, this doll is opened with a price of two hundred and fifty million rupiah!" The spontaneous saleswoman answered, making Merisda's eyes bulge. However, since he already liked the doll, he immediately looked towards Namora.

"Namorah. Do you really like me?" Ask Merisda.

Namora knows where this question is going. However, nervously he nodded.

"I want the doll!" Whimper Merisda spoiled.

Directly dry taste Namora's neck shaft. Where can he get the money. Let alone two hundred and fifty million rupiah, two million and a half he has none.

"Why are you just quiet?" Ask Merisda in a panic. He was already embarrassed because he was now the center of attention of people. In fact, some are sneering.

"Where do I have that kind of money? Do you know what I'm doing?!" Namora. He doesn't think it out. Why did Merisda suddenly ask for something? Does this girl want to find a cause for herself.

"Miss. The price of two hundred and fifty million was not great when viewed from the materials used to make this doll. Miss can see for herself the eyes on the dolphin doll. The eyes are made of rare precious stones. While at the tip of the nose of the doll, made of Ruby is very rare and high quality. We can confirm that there is only one doll in this province like the one in our store" said the minister. He had to promote his merchandise. If it really sells, then surely he will get a very decent commission.

"Let's go home, Mer. I don't have any money" Namora asked. The situation is like a lackey now. Plus Merisda wants something beyond her means. The feeling is starting to feel bad.

"You.." That's all that came out of Merisda's mouth.

"Miss. If you do not buy, then please give someone else a place to look. You've also wasted my time" the salesman no longer mince words. The smile on his face was gone too. He is no longer polite. And so, half forcefully he pushed Merisda's shoulder to the side.

"Come Mer!" Namora immediately pulled Merisda's hand to leave the store. For him, there was no reason to linger there. He no longer has money. His ration money from Mirna that he had been saving all this time had been drained since he had come into contact with the girl. He did not expect that this Merisda was a razor-type girl. The money he saved with the intention of later buying a motorcycle has been highlighted by Merisda.

"Let go of my hand!" Merisda threw Namora's hand out of her hand. Namora's shocked not to play. He did not understand why Merisda had suddenly changed like that.

"Here's my stuff!" Merisda snatched away all the groceries held by Namora earlier by force. After which he immediately said, "basic is unreliable,"

Finished saying so, Merisda immediately stopped the taxi, then entered and left Namora who looked like a dazed person.

He did everything to look worthy. Being a lackey for the girl, spending her savings, she also always did not snack at school just to give something to Merisda. But, this was the reply he got.

In that despair, Namora could only step out of the front of the shopping mall building she had visited earlier. He was confused how to go home. Taxi fees are no longer available. The money he had brought was all gone to buy the item Merisda wanted. Unless it was just the dolphin doll that he couldn't buy.

Namora reached into his pocket, searched for a phone number, and then made a call.

"Namora Hello!" Greet the man across there.

"Uncle Ameng. I can't go home. My money's up. Even for taxi fare I don't have," Namora said weakly.

"Where are you now?" Ask the guy across there.

"Suzuya Mall Batu city!" Answer Namora briefly.

"You wait there. Uncle will tell someone to pick you up and drive you home. Don't turn off your cell phone so Uncle's men can find your whereabouts!"

"Good Uncle!" Reply Namora was relieved. For him, the affair with Merisda could be resolved later. The most important thing is that he can go home first. For the matter of the dolphin doll, Namora prefers to be realistic. How could he possibly fulfill the girl's wish. Unless he's the son of a rich man. Two hundred and fifty million is not a small amount. "Merisda is outrageous" he said in his heart.

About fifteen minutes in front of Suzuya Mall Batu city, one unit of Mercedes Benz S-class car stopped right in front of Namora. Namora doesn't know whose car it is.

Krieing..!

Namora is shocked when her phone rings. When she saw that the number calling her was not on the contact list, Namora took the initiative to answer. However, before he answered the call, suddenly the car door opened and from inside came the sound of someone asking his name.

"Namora huh?"

Namora scrunched her forehead, then nodded.

"I am a friend of Bang Ameng. I came here to take you home" said the man as he exited the car and opened the back door for Namora.

Namora did not ask again. He immediately entered the car, and soon after the car was immediately rolled off Suzuya Mall to the Batu city police service housing.

Don't forget to stop by Author Mita Dewi. His novel is also good with the title seen in the visual cover.

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