The Sweetes Feeling 2's
Chat At Night

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"Tomorrow how many boxes?" Regan asked as soon as they finished clossing on almost evening.

"I don't know how much?" Nania asked back.

"I think there could be more than today. Isn't tomorrow the weekend and maybe our chance will be bigger. Maybe more visitors?" Daryl.

"That's it?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"What if there are not many?"

"Yes it's okay. Goods are not stale, so we have nothing to lose."

"Totally so."

"Indeed. Think of it casually." Daryl chuckles.

"Liet down while hot, huh?" Nania is the same.

"That's how."

"Excuse me?" Mahendra and his partner came over.

"Yes, is there a problem?" Mahira answered the man.

"I see this tenan has been sorted out, do you want to close now?" He dared to ask.

"Yes, Brother. It was late afternoon."

"Duh, what a pity. Even though the night bazaar is getting crowded. Because most visitors will come at night." said the man who stared around the area.

It is true, at that time the situation became more crowded. Such people deliberately choose the time of the afternoon to come because they may have finished with the work during the day.

"Mh …." Mahira stared at the three people nearby in turn. "Yes Brother. I think it's going to close, because if we can't sell tonight" he said.

"Is that so?"

"Yes. On this day, our sales seem to be enough, so yes .. want to prepare for tomorrow." The girl continued.

"Oh, fine. But most likely tomorrow will be more crowded because of the weekend, so it is expected to open early huh?" Mahendra spoke again.

"In the morning, someone bought perfume, right?" chirps Nania while laughing.

"Yes, it can be neither. But we better open early in the morning, right?" The man responded to Nania's words.

"Hm …."

"Yes, if you'll excuse me?" said the man who soon passed from before them.

"Who is he?" Daryl followed him with a glance.

"Chairman BEM." Nania answered.

"Chairman BEM?"

The woman nodded her head.

"Why did he say that to you? What's the business?"

"He's also his bazaar organizer, Dadd."

"Why is he going around like that?" They noticed Mahendra who came to one by one the tenants in the place.

"I don't know, maybe it's his job?" Nania pulled the sling bag that was placed on the table. "Come home? I'm tired, Daddy." Nania embraced the man's burly arm and pulled him out.

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"Tomorrow I don't go to the house to read." Nania dropped her body on the bed.

"No, you have to sell." Daryl had his head down when the woman shifted near him.

"Hu'um." Then Nania slipped under her armpits. "If you have an event tomorrow?" She looked up to see her husband's face.

"No, I'm going to go with you to sell on campus." Daryl's gaze was fixed on the flaming television screen while his hand above Nania's head crept up to embrace the woman.

"Really?"

The man nodded his head.

"It's hot there."

"It's okay."

"You'll be tired."

"It's more tired to think of you being surrounded by strangers and being close to just anyone than going there to be with you."

Nania chuckles.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Later to be the center of attention in the bazaar."

"I'm used to it."

"A lot of people are worried about you."

"It's also common."

"If anyone asks for a photo what?" 

"Wouldn't I be an artist?"

"And you're handsome. Usually handsome people like to be the center of attention, because it's called a photo so it's not an artist either."

"No, hahaha. You're ngaco." The man clenched his arms so that their bodies docked.

"Why do I feel like you're seducing me?" The man moved his hand so that Nania was getting drowned in his arms.

"But you are kegeeran." But Nania let him do it, because it means Daryl is happy.

"Yes. You always make me a kegeeran, Malyshka." He ruffled Nania's hair with a feeling of anxiety.

I don't know, even though this marriage has been going on for a year, but his feelings for the woman are getting hotter. Like there was nothing else she could think of but Nania and everything that was on her.

Whether it was when he did something or just being quiet like this also still made him feel if it was fun.

"Daddy, today the perfume sales are quite good. But don't know tomorrow." Nania shifted the subject.

"I'm sure tomorrow will be good too, believe me."

"Not knowing either. Kan whose name is also trading, there is a rame there is deserted. Maybe today we rame until the merchandise runs out, but tomorrow it's quiet."

"That's you know?"

"Yes, because I'm selling tissue. Hehe." Nania laughs.

"Tissue jars? Have you ever been?"

"Either."

"When?" 

"Time stops being a baby sitter. As I again around the new job I saw the sales of tissue at the red light, I kept wondering eh taught sales at that time as well. Yeah, I'm coming."

"Duh?"

"Seriously, the first time came. Because it's jammed bad on New Year's Eve. But after a week it became quieter to the point that he stopped and left me selling alone."

Daryl exhaled a rough breath. It was in her mind how Nania struggled in those moments. There was a bit of tightness in his chest but he was happy to have found it.

"Have also tried selling drinks on the roadside, the same. After the hot weather for mercy until I have ever lost an order. But the rainy season is so quiet that it never rained alone." Nania laughed again.

"A lot of work you've been through? And after that what else?" Daryl was sad. But she knew that by telling stories like that, Nania would feel better. So, he just let it go.

"Sell cotton candy at festivals, work at a dress shop, at a restaurant. Where else have I forgotten. Anyway last time we found a vacancy at Amara's Love."

"It was also good that Ara's idea opened the shop? We'll meet." Daryl wrapped both his hands around Nania's body.

"Hmm .. yes."

"Who said? It's heavy to know. With such a big responsibility but the pay I receive is really small."

"Oh yeah?"

"Yes. Mana often get scolded by the employer if something is wrong or his child is sick, especially if the wrong meal. Can be cut out. It's not my fault, it's his own son who wants to."

"Ish, who would dare to scold you? I'll flatten the house with the ground!" Daryl growls.

"We didn't know him at the time, Dadd. I work so the baby sitter is dropping out of school in the second grade of Junior High."

"Oh yes, forgot. Maybe I was still in Moscow?" Daryl then laughed.

"Yes. Probably still the same girl-boyfriends over there."

"What the hell are you? Haha."

"I don't know."

"As for that kind of work, how much are you getting paid?" 

"It should be a million."

"But?"

"But I got 600."

"Lho, why?"

"The 400 cut for the agent."

"What agent?"

"Provider. Which brings me to the employer."

"Kok that?"

"Yes, I don't know. He said I should pay for the service because I'm given a job."

"How long has your salary been cut that much?"

"Yes for six months working there."

"How much did they take?" daryl said he thought about it.

"I'll stop. I'm tired, but it doesn't produce much. Where does it have to be sent to mom again?" Nania shut her mouth when she accidentally mentioned her mother.

"Gee!" Which of course makes Daryl look upset.

"Sorry, Dadd. I was not intentionally. I mean, that money for the needs of a month is also not enough, let alone have to cut services. Yes, I have stopped. To sign a six-month contract. Try it three years, I'll die." He switched the subject.

"Here we go, we'd better get some sleep. Doesn't it have to open the booth early tomorrow?" Daryl turned off the television and the headlights, then turned on the sleeping lights on the nightstand.

"No ah, leaving at eight can also be like. Until there jan nine, it is fit for sale. Don't worry about Mahen, he sometimes likes to hang."

"What?"

"Yes, don't follow Kak Mahen's words …."

"Who is Mahen?" Daryl widened his eyes.

"The Chief of BEM."

"That gondrong guy?"

"Yes, he's the bazaar committee too."

"I don't need to know who he is!"

"I was, you asked."

"Yes, because you mentioned his name."

"Where is it wrong?"

"Ck! You mentioned another man's name!"

"Well, shall we talk again?"

"Yes, but you mentioned another man!" ulamg Daryl's.

Jesus, start! Nania rolled her eyeballs.

"If I call Regan's name you're okay?" Nania reversed her words.

"The regan was my employee."

"Sir Arfan."

"He's my brother-in-law."

"Sir Galang, Arkhan, Aksa, Zenya."

"They're my nieces."

Nania speechless.

"Sister Mahen isn't just my upperclassman?"

"Gee!! He's a stranger!"

"But I know him on campus?"

"It's not the same as Regan, Om Arfan, or my nieces."

"Ish, you're so complicated."

"It's not hard if you're not related to anyone else."

"I don't relate to anyone else, I just know my upperclassman on campus, so where's the problem?"

"The thing is he's a stranger and we don't really know him."

"Arghhh! You're ribet!" Nania shifted and looked for the most comfortable place to sleep.

"Hey, Malyshka. Maudus …."

"Udah ah don't keep talking, I want to sleep."

"But I'm not done talking."

"No need. It doesn't matter either. We'll fight." Nania pulled the blanket over her entire body.

"But, Malyshka …."

"Udah, stop! I'm sleepy." The woman turned to the other side so she turned her back on her husband.

"Hey, why are you facing there? Usually we sleep cuddling?" Daryl pulls his shoulder, but Nania refuses.

He snorted violently and then pulled Nania, then turned her over so that now they were back facing each other.

"Why are you so? I'm just not happy to hear you say that guy's name?"

"But then you don't believe me."

"Can't believe what the problem is? I just don't like you doing it."

"Ah, whatever it is." Nania stuck her face in the man's chest.

"Listen, Malyshka …."

"Udah, he said he wanted to sleep but how about talking? Don't talk about the unimportant thing, later we even fight!" Nania warned.

She hugged her husband's body and tried to close her eyes. Daryl almost continued his sentence but he no longer heard the woman speak. Which finally made him undo his intentions only.

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