
Today is the weekend. Marco was up early in the morning, intending to exercise a morning run. He's already wearing his sportswear, his long quick and his t-shirt. He would run around his parents' neighborhood. He did choose to go home to his parents every day now because he did not want to repeat the same mistake.
It was still quite early in the morning, and the sun was not so visible. A lot of weekends come out to exercise like Marco. They usually go to the park in the housing complex. Make a garden overgrown with trees a place to rest. Likewise with Marco, even though he actually has another purpose to visit the park.
This morning, as usual, this weekend. Mishel and her mother were also busy preparing the materials they would sell in the park. They sell coffee, and snacks like toast, sandwiches and others. Mishel initially had the idea, but before he had asked permission from Gerry and Ayunda, they also took care of his permission because there was quite tight and not just anyone could sell. Not every day, just on a busy weekend.
"Mom, it looks like it will be crowded today," Mishel said.
"Hopefully, son, if they like our food and coffee, they'll come back."
Mishel looked excited even though her stomach was no longer small. In her pregnancy nearing the estimated day of birth, of course, it was quite difficult to move but she was at least able to just sit still and become a burden. He still feels bad for his mom and his new papah are so good. He had to start looking for his own job in the future.
Before long customers began to arrive to where they sell. A food cart in front of him attached several pairs of tables and chairs for seated customers. Mishel began to be busy serving shoppers with a happy heart and atmosphere.
In a corner watching them. Marco initially underestimated those who he thought were just his parents and the sale must be just for imaging. But seeing it for himself left Marco speechless. What's more when you see a woman with a bulging stomach that looks happy to serve customers. They actually sell not only to attract the sympathy of their parents. Even though the income they get must be nothing compared to receiving gifts from their parents.
"You see, look at that, that coffee vendor over there. They are mother and son, the child who as a pregnant servant tampa husband. It's not clear who the father of the child is, doesn't it mean an illegitimate child."
"Really, it's appropriate that he should work hard with such a big belly."
"Said, his mother is not much different either. They're mother and son alike."
Marco overhears a group of people sneering at Mishel and her mother. It made him upset, especially when he heard the people laughing and said the child was an illegitimate child. It feels like Marco wants to go berserk now.
He noticed Mishel, even though they were a little far away from Mishel's position, but because they said it out loud, she must have heard it too. But he looked fine, it was because he was used to getting scorned.
Marco went to Mishel's place of sale and sat in one of the empty places. He watched closely how the woman was busy pacing around not stopping since earlier. But there are still many who scorn him.
"Sir, do you want to order something?" mishel asked who had not realized that the person was Marco because the man was wearing a hat so that his face was partially covered.