The Exchanging Soul
31. Congratulations from death

For a moment Nara did not think about the origin of the whisper, because she was still curious about the incident just now. Like someone pulled his body and avoided the car. Until the incident that was in front of his eyes made him dumbfounded.

"It's noon, and it looks like those guys are enough to help someone who's in the car." Nara spoke softly as she walked to get to her car, carrying the bread.

About half an hour had passed and Nara had already reached her shop.

"Sin, this is for you. I accidentally saw the boy selling bread, so I bought." The new Nara immediately gave Sinta a bag of crackles, and the woman immediately accepted it.

"I'll give it to the kids. Just now there was also a dessert order and plans will be taken this afternoon," said Sinta who informed if there is an order.

Nara who heard that instead of directly answering. Instead of staying silent for a moment because he remembered someone who likes to make Dessert.

"Why do I suddenly remember the same Angga yes, he would like to make Dessert." Nara who had been thinking about Angga. To the extent that someone was calling him did not hear.

"Mister Nara!"

"Ah yes, what's wrong?" a second Sinta sighed deeply because this was the third time she called out a new response.

"Mbak daydreaming?" ask Sinta.

"Whoever daydreams. You have no fear," replied Nara who interrupted Sinta's words.

"Didn't daydream but kok dry fitting answer," said Sinta with a little seductive tone.

"You're what the hell," Nara's murmur did not accept. But the truth is like that.

"You why? is there a problem in the kitchen. Until you get here?" nara spoke again.

"Nothing, it's just that Mama Nara won't try this bread. Who knows if there is something you want to convey after eating this bread," explained Sinta by offering a pack of Bluder bread with cheese filling.

"Didn't it taste good?" ask back Nara with netra staring fixedly at Sinta.

"Don't comment before you try." Nara received the bread. Slowly open it and take a little to eat.

Nara's first bite felt something special about the bread she ate.

The second bite at the time of biting his withered claw. Making Nara instantly finish the bread without any leftovers.

"So, how?" The impatient Sinta hurriedly asked and wanted to immediately hear the criticism given by Nara.

"Gue really enjoyed it and it tasted really good. It is not in vain that I buy this bread," said Nara with a hand rubbing lips used to eat bread.

"Is there any other idea besides a compliment?" said Sinta and it made him a little confused because he did not understand Sinta's talk.

"Gini, did Madam Nara not intend to display this bread in the store."

A moment later, Nara only understood the direction of her conversation with Sinta.

"Is that not a problem?" Nara looked at Sinta with question marks because she felt that it was too much.

Sinta was silent, and it seemed like she was still thinking with Nara's statement, which she had just heard.

"If both produce why not," reply Sinta with both shoulders raised, indicating if it will not be problematic.

"I'll try tomorrow, by buying the merchandise again and we'll display it. If anyone asks just say if there is someone who skipped," said Nara.

"Good."

………………..

And elsewhere. A person is rampaging in the room, because it does not work to harm someone he considers an enemy.

"Basic stupid! Why can you fail to kill only a little mosquito, are you tired of living, huh." The woman was very angry at her man because the order that was supposed to be executed now failed.

"Sorry Boss, I'm absolutely sure it's on target. It's just that it can't be thought of logically" the man explained and made the woman in front of him laugh wryly because of what the man's man had been through, so uninspired.

"Keep you also told me that that damn woman has khodam like in the movies. Hahahaha ..you are so funny and I don't believe what you're saying" said the woman with a face filled with anger.

"But .. I did see the shadow of saving the woman" said the man with confidence.

" I don't want to know, quickly eliminate the woman and I don't want you to fail again, okay!"

Pyars.

Prangs.

Pyaars.

The woman threw all the items made of ceramics. Fractions were everywhere and scattered because there was no more impingement than to damage the goods.

"Will I survive, for now my life is almost his?" the inner man.

"I'm sure if anything is wrong" the man murmured again.

"I hope you're not deaf!" exclaimed the woman to her man who wanted someone to get out of her life. That way there will no longer be a shame that destroys his life because he feels the soul of the woman, is a threat to him.