The Revenge of a Bad Girl
Shopping Until Satisfied

It was late afternoon, the rain had also stopped. Iraz and Aine opt out to buy some necessary items.

"Wear the jacket, Ai!" Iraz took off his jacket and gave it to Aine. They've reached the parking lot of a mall.

"Thank you, Raz." he accepted.

"It's easy." reply the man in his hat and get out of the car.

Aine looked at the man from inside. He was actually curious about Iraz. Why does he always wear a hat and a mask. Even when I was at home. But Aine was a little afraid to ask him.

"Get out! Why do you think we came here!" it turned out that when Aine was drifting in her mind, Iraz was already standing by the car door.

It soon opens. "Eh, yes, sorry," he said clumsily.

Out of the car, the two got into the building. Buy whatever they need. One thing, Aine just got a taste of how shopping at the mall. Because before he was just trash who was told to shop at the market.

***

After shopping, Iraz took Aine home. On the way to the parking lot, Aine suddenly felt guilty.

"You're losing a lot, aren't you?" aine asked as her hands filled with paper bags. The shopping is so much.

"No, no." answered Iraz briefly.

"But all this..."

"No problem. You can even ask me anything. We're friends" Iraz replied. His steps continue.

"But..."

"Come, Ai! You need all this, don't overthinking it."

Aine smiled. The man could not see his smile. Because their steps are not aligned. Iraz is one step ahead.

"Don't you forget to buy something, right?" the man suddenly stopped. Turning around and looking at Aine who was still smiling.

Suddenly the girl's eyebrows were raised. "They're not." But his brain started to remember what was left behind.

"really? Try to remember again, because I don't want to come back here if it's half way,"

"Nothing, really. Suer, everything's fixed,"

"Internal?" actually Iraz was a bit reluctant to say, but anyway he had to say it.

"ah! Aye! Oh, I forgot that!" said panic. "Where's dong?"

Iraz's eyes look upset. "How else, we have to go back in!" ketus.

"Partially I brought you here to buy that, that's what you want to buy even forgetfulness!" the man scolded him back into the building.

"Sorry, I'm so sorry. I'm so stupid!"

***

At home, Aine took out all her groceries. There were clothes, sandals, and some painting equipment. Iraz spends it on expensive stuff.

Soon the girl arranged her clothes into a wooden closet. After that, I went out to see Iraz.

"What are you doing?" tanya Aine approached the man standing near the kitchen table.

Iraz shrugged his shoulders.

"You eat instant noodles?" aine asked as she saw the man soaking the noodles.

"Yes" she answered briefly.

"Astagah... why?"

"Because I can't cook."

"Do you eat like this every day?"

"No, anyway. I'm as light as eating out. But if you are lazy to go out or the restaurant is closed, yes there is no other choice but to eat like this." The man stirred the ripe noodles. Continued by sprinkling spices and soy sauce.

"There's so much pity. You definitely don't have any family anymore" said Aine Nelangsa.

"Huh? Why do you say that?"

"Abis you live alone. Eating should be like this, too,"

Iraz's mouth was covered in a white mask. "You see these ants?" pointing at an ant that went up on the table. The beast lifted up the breadcrumbs larger than its body .

Aine looked at the ant Iraz pointed at, nodding.

"He's alone too. It was even worse because it lifted a weight greater than his body. Are you going to say that he doesn't have a family?" Iraz looked at Aine.

"So is I. I'm like him. Came here to find something. So don't judge people at random" the man lifted his bowl and was about to step up.

Aine understood the meaning of the man's words. Right too, not necessarily Iraz as pathetic as what he thought.

The girl looked at Iraz. "You want me to make you some healthy instant noodles?" abugn.

Iraz stopped right framed the door. "What can you do?"

Aine smiled. "In the house where I lived before, everyone ate because of my hands" he replied.

Iraz put his lips behind his mask. "alright. I guess I'm also pretty bored with this boiled noodle. I waited for his work in twenty minutes." said Iraz walking up to the dining table in the kitchen.

"okay." Aine replied with passion. Soon he rolled up his sweater hand. Started to do his job.

Iraz noticed the way the girl cooked. Deft. No hesitation in slicing, cutting or frying. Just like a professional chef.

Not until twenty minutes, the intended noodles presented in front of Iraz.

"Eat. Guaranteed to be healthy, really." he smiled.

The man stared at Aine for a moment then turned to the noodle bowl that was puffing steam.

"Thanks" said Iraz, lifting the bowl of noodles and leaving Aine.

"Where are you going?" ask Aine.

"Room. I ate there, "he replied as he walked.

"Oh, whatever," Aine continued staring at the man's body. Actually he wondered why Iraz was so closed. The man seemed to think that Aine was a spy or a dangerous person. Even though they are one house, actually seeing each other's faces is commonplace. But there you have it, there might be a myriad of secrets hidden by the man.

While waiting for Iraz to come out, Aine took the initiative to clean the dirty dishes. That is his habit. His hands were always spontaneous with homework. Since childhood, he has been forced to do so.

Should Aine skinny dong? Is he working hard? Yeah, well, that's why he doesn't like to eat. My favorite job is to eat. Not fat, try it!

Aine was about to take out the trash. He was surprised to see the contents of an Iraz trash can full of instant noodle wrappers and various other types of instant food wrappers. So is it true that he ate what he was? Too bad.

"He's weird" murmured Aine. "But fun. I like him."

While working, Aine muttered a small mutter. He didn't realize that Iraz was watching him from earlier. It turned out that the guy had been sitting on the dining table chair somehow since when. Iraz smiled behind his mask.

"You're great" said Iraz suddenly. "Crains and cheerful. Stupid people like them don't take you."

The girl who was staring at the table looked over. Somewhat surprised by the presence of Iraz who was not aware of it.

"Eh, Iraz, since when were you there?" said embarrassed. The man must have heard his murmur. Iraz may have heard her saying that she likes the man because he is kind.

"Since you cleaned the rice cooker," he replied.

Tuh kan's! Means the man indeed really heard her mutter.

"Eh, thank you, your noodles beat the chef's cooking at my house."

The girl smiled sweetly. "Not to beat the chef either!" continued.

"Yes, because the chef in my house can't cook. Hahaha,"

"Relin!" exciting Aine.

Iraz is still laughing. Suddenly he realized something. Lips laughing? Did ya? It's miracle. For a long time he could not laugh that much. I forgot the last time his lips chuckled. Aine managed to make him more relaxed.

"Hey, Ai! Sit here," the man's voice came back cold.

Aine who was busy turned to Iraz's hand then to the chair the man pointed at.

He complies. Sit right in front of Iraz.

It was night. Probably around 20:00. Aine sat looking at Iraz's eyes.

"What's wrong?" tanyakanya.

"May I know something about you?" neither knew the man was serious nor not, as half his expression was hiding behind a mask.

"of mine? What ?" continue Aine.

No. gabe. Iraz is not a person who is curious about other people. He's a man who doesn't care about other people's lives.

"I was curious about the painting on your face earlier. Why would you do that?" asked Iraz with a sharp eye.

Aine. He didn't want to tell me why he had it. But on the one hand, he didn't want to make Iraz disappointed in him.

In effect.....