The Complete Online Shopping System
The midnight hunger

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Finished urinating, Aslan immediately went to the kitchen to pick up a drink. He was the fool for not turning on the lights first, he thought because he had been hit by the lights in the hallway and looked a little, so Aslan did not turn on the lights. After all, gallons of water are near the entrance.

Before taking a glass of water for Zeno, Aslan had a drink first because he was also thirsty.

It was then that he felt that someone was staring at him from inside the kitchen.

Aslan was already pounding in fear but she was braving herself, she was a man, not to be easily frightened.

However, how surprised Aslan was after turning to the chair in the kitchen.

No way!

Aslan must have seen it wrong!

Is there a kuntilanak there?

A long-haired woman in a putin-colored nightgown sat there, looking at Aslan with her white face.

“HUWAAAA!!!”

Aslan immediately threw away the plastic cup he was holding, then prepared to run away and wake Zeno up.

But Zeno was already in the hallway, Aslan immediately hugged Zeno in fear.

“What's up?”

“There's kuntilanak! There!”

Aslan already wanted to drag Zeno away from the kitchen, but Zeno instead pulled Aslan back into the kitchen.

“Zeno, I told you, there's a ghost!”

“No ghosts, you calm down first!”

Zeno turned on the kitchen lights, he saw there was a daughter that Bu Sum told him about earlier.

Imagery.

“Seeing that, she's not –”

“HUWAAA! See it kun –mmpp!”

Zeno immediately smothered Aslan's mouth before he said the thing that offended Citra.

“Aslan, be quiet.. People are sleeping, do not look for fuss dong, he is one of the children of the orphanage, his name is Citra... Hello Citra, this is Aslan, my twin brother, what are you doing here at night?” ask Zeno.

The image only remained silent while pointing at the plate containing rice in front of him.

Zeno stared at the plate trying to understand.

“You laper?” ask Aslan.

The image turned to Aslan, making Aslan goosebumps again, so he went back to hiding behind Zeno's body.

The annoyed Zeno also pulled Aslan to stand beside him, “he is not a ghost, he is a human.” Zeno whispered.

“You sure?” asked Aslan, also in a whisper. Zeno also pinched Aslan's waist, the code so that his twin brother was silent.

The image nodded, then pointed at the table. On the table were several boxes of food orders that had been ordered for dinner. Zeno forgot Citra back then, not knowing if she had eaten or not.

“You can't say yes?” ask Aslan.

The image just lowered its head.

Right after that the voice of the boy who had been sleeping with Zeno sounded, he was crying, probably scared from waking up alone in the room.

“Partner, can you please calm the boy in my room? I will make a side dish for you if you are hungry” Zeno said.

The image again raised its head, looking a thin smile on its slightly pale natural red lips. After that without saying much, Citra went to calm the boy.

Aslan sat down in another chair.

“Any really girl, her skin is really white, like –”

“Sshh! No way, he lost his parents in an accident, it could be that he was traumatized and could not talk because of his trauma it”, Zeno said.

Aslan just nodded.

Zeno started to open the freezer, looking for something to cook.

But unfortunately there were not many materials, Zeno turned to Aslan.

“What?” ask Aslan.

“You laper gak?”

“Slightly anyway.. like the rest of the food was also already abis right, the girl was not part, I did not see there was him at all was fitting eat” said Aslan.

Zeno nodded in understanding, he went back to the refrigerator, he bought some meat and ingredients to make steak at the system store.

After everything had been bought, Zeno took it out onto the table.

“Aslan, come help me, make steik..”.

“OK! But I want something that can be eaten as a snack, not too laper because.”

“Hmmm, briefly – want to make karaage?”

“By, is there any material?”

Zeno re-opened the refrigerator and bought flour and seasonings to make Japanese-style fried meat.

“This material, you can make as you like” said Zeno, while arranging materials for karaage on the table.

“It turns to karaage salt or soy sauce?” ask Aslan.

Zeno looked at Aslan with a flat gaze, whereas Zeno had said it was up to him, now even making him follow in confusion.

“Your surrender!”

“Oke for both!”

They were also busy cooking.

But, the mothers of the parlors did not ask for a price at all, because it looked beautiful and classy, they liked it very much and wore it carefully.

Not long after, Citra returned, and sat quietly waiting, her gaze fixed on Zeno and Aslan who were cooking.

Until Aslan felt goosebumps stared at like that.

“Completed! Let's eat together..”.

Citra's face had looked better after all the food was ready on the table, she smiled even wider.

It turned out that the image was beautiful when smiling, Aslan felt guilty for saying he was a ghost.

“Kids, what are you doing?”

They looked at the origin of the voice.

“Mama?”

Luna also sat down with them, “you guys are cooking? You were a mama again laper, was mama wanted to wake you guys up, but it turned out already in the kitchen, papa you guys can not be built again, lemes he said” said Luna.

Then Luna realized there was an image there.

“Oh, this is the new kid huh? Hello, what's his name?” ask Luna.

Citra looked at Luna timidly, Zeno had just opened his mouth to answer Luna, but Citra had answered him first.

“My name is Citra, aunt.”.

Zeno and Aslan were shocked.

“You can talk it out!”

Luna stepped on Aslan's feet, “jangan gitu... come Citra eat, these auntie children are all cooking, if aunt anyway.. only can cook easily aja.”

Zeno actually also thought that the image could not talk, it was just embarrassed to talk.

(Zeno earned an additional balance of 100 million rupiah for cooking for a starving friend!)

Zeno scrunched his forehead, is he already friends with Citra?

(At least he's starting to like you and Aslan)

(Do you want a new mission?)

The more the system level increases, the longer the system style of speech more relaxed on Zeno. But Zeno would rather relax anyway.

‘What mission first?’

(Blessed Citra, she was devastated since the departure of her parents, she had nothing else, instead she got a debt relic, already repaid the foundation. However, his mental state was still not recovered.)

It was very difficult, but it was impossible for Zeno to reject him. Because even though it wasn't a mission, Zeno was eager to help her.

Zeno knows what it's like to have no parents, to be very sad.

After the dinner was over, Luna still invited Cotra to chat, well, although more Luna spoke and Citra listened.

While Zeno and Aslan had already returned to the room.

“Aslan,” call Zeno.

Aslan turned to Zeno, “what?”

“Come tomorrow a walk, we invite Citra also.”

“Eh? Why take him?”

“Mama and papa will go to meet his friend, I want to go alone to another place, you must have never been to the palace Solo right?”

Aslan seems interested, “What's there? Why do you ask Citra? She's really excited!”

Zeno sighed tiredly, “gini Aslan, he just lost his parents, even he did not get any relics like inheritance, all his parents left was family debt, pity so much right? I just want to cheer him up, he doesn't seem to be able to open himself up to anyone else.”

Aslan scratched his head confused, “ya already, but we ride what?”

“What do you want to ride?”

“Lha, you are the one who skipped, even me!”

“Kalo what say tomorrow deh, can take angkot also kok.. or rent a car, surely can.”.

“Why not invite other orphanage children too?” ask Aslan.

“Now again school days, most others are school, continue if the small ones will certainly be difficult to invite, afraid of missing.”

Aslan nodded in understanding, “iya too huh? Hmm, but I want to travel around here anyway, I want to know that, for example to the rice fields.

“Kalo Citra can not ride a bike how?”

“I'm a bonceng! It's ribet terat.”

Zeno also smiled, “oke, we just cycle, if he can not you bonceng, deal?”

“Hmmm..”

“Deal gak!”

Aslan did not reply, instead wrapping his body and head with a blanket.

“Aslan? Deal no?”

“Not knowing!”

“You don't like the same image huh? She's beautiful really..”

“Not a problem beautiful – you don't know!”

“What's she doing?”

Aslan re-opened the blanket, revealing his head only, “iya..”.

“Maybe because of his appearance like that, tomorrow I ask mama dandanin him deh, let's not serem again.”

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