
Actually it was not exciting to see the ceremony, but he was patient to see. Laugh at the children singing the national anthem while screaming.
Their numbers are few. Few enough. Probably not even a hundred for the whole school. Since Gista was used to seeing the school in the city, the sight was rather odd.
"The one who's sniffing at my house is one of them working here, Tea." Endra propelled the motor again. "Who likes to cook it early in the morning. He's an honorary teacher."
"Women?"
"Yes." Yeah."
"How many people are talking to you?"
"Hmmm, if I counted any five. Three if I'm the same Teteh don't count."
"A Zaka is a sniff too?"
"Said ngekos not really, Teh, because he did not pay. My deket is about it. Equal work so do not count how much pay a month."
He looked at it briefly.
"Keep, one more girl. Just the guy's in town."
"Oh." Gista doesn't know what to say. "Ohya, you said you were called Doctor Sir? Why, so?"
He did not finish his medical education—and Gista thought do not ask because it must be a very big problem until he was willing the importance of education stopped—then why he was called a doctor?
"Most people here are not well-educated, Tea, so yes it is easy to be given the title of pinter," replied Endra a bit shouting, against the sound of the wind.
Since he did not smell, Gista brought his body closer together to be able to hear.
"There used to be a village boy here who drowned, I happened to give him first aid. Tau-tau was called Doctor. So shame on me."
"Kok shy?"
"I'm not a doctor, Tea."
"You've had medical education. I'm going to the young doctor, right?"
She laughs. "Yes, anyway."
"Keep if anyone is sick in the village, to you come?" ask Gista again, still curious.
"Usually, Tea. So don't be surprised if people come to me. Persons in possession also I think I must be the medicine. He said it must be healed. And yet, no one is sick in an emergency."
Suddenly, a sight caught Gista's attention.
"That's what?"
Endra followed Gista's line of sight before replying, "Oh, there's a wedding, Tea. That's just gonna put up the tent."
Hmmmm.
The word marriage made Gista turn her eyes away for a moment.
About two weeks ago, she had a boyfriend. But then it ended because of this disease.
Nope. Not because he's real. The man was busy. It was so busy that it was hard for him to make time for Gista.
In a mentally shaken state after being lunaticized by Father, Gista too urged him to attend. Fed up with him, Gista decided to end.
"Ohiya, Tea, later if you want to come to my condo."
No, thank you.
"Eh, smell, yeah? Sorry." Endra looked at it.
Maybe he noticed the cloudiness on Gista's face, so Endra was silent until they arrived at the office.
Gista went down with him, went in to see the parishioner for a while, and rushed away because Endra had a job.
When they were on the road, they accidentally passed a stall where the speakers were played very hard. They played a viral, racy pop song, and Endra hummed along with it.
Endra's voice is sweet. Somewhat like the voice of Admesh but more vague.
Gista's hand gripped the jacket on Endra's waist. Suddenly feeling lonely. Did he feel dependent on her when he met yesterday?
He's really good. He helps Gista and even offers her a place to stay despite knowing Gista is troublesome. But his time was already baper?
Very cheap.
Well, maybe Endra is also loveable, anyway. Especially for lonely girls.
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