The way I love you
235 Memories In The Market
Juna held back a laugh as he looked at Doctor Stevie. The appearance of the young one-headed doctor, was truly extraordinary.
It's amazing to want to be laughed at by Juna, that is.
No, not ugly, not kampungan, or unsightly.
Now they're going to the market, because Stevie's doctor is so enthusiastic.
It's two o'clock at night, imagine how cold the air is outside. Stevie's doctor wears a sweater and clean white sneakers, clean white trousers, a watch, and a branded bag.
Dhea had just wanted to talk, but her mouth was immediately smothered by Juna, who finally got a shot from Vean.
"Come on, it'll be a full market hunt!" said Juna, who brought Dhea into his car before he revealed the secret.
Doctor Stevie, who knows nothing, enthusiastically invites everyone. As a good and not arrogant host, Juna forced others to come along, in order to maintain the good name of the alley which he said people were friendly and fond of helping.
"A ... What is this?"
"It's market. Let's get down."
The white shoes instantly turned black the moment they stepped on the muddy floor of the market. The aroma is very pungent, making the kliyengan.
"Come, Brother."
Dhea and Arya were very skilled at getting into that market. Not feeling disgusted, or stiff. They are used to it, although now their lives are much better, but that does not mean they will forget the land.
Both sometimes bid, if it is felt that the seller plays the price. But if the price was still reasonable, they would instantly pay without bidding. Dhea and Arya were also good at choosing their groceries, knowing which good ones were ugly.
The man in charge of carrying groceries. Doctor Petter and Doctor Stevie, who were confused, are now happy.
"We can make porridge for Faustin and Yuki, Brother."
"All of you are a lot, for the complex guards and janitors."
The name is also a market, there must be a riot. There's market thugs and snatch.
"What's? Don't fuck around!"
"Eh, Bang Aryan. Yeah, Bang, don't fuck around. Here we help."
Dhea gave her two thumbs to Arya. The others just breathe. A life full of twists and turns, of course, makes Arya and Dhea already accustomed to such things. Arya who used to work in the field, is also no stranger to life like this. Get to know thugs, and other wild people.
"Pick their faces well. If anyone's here, don't bother!"
"Ready, get it done, Bang."
Fio had already brushed it off to Juna. He was afraid of being cooed by one of those thugs. To make it faster, they ended up dividing the tasks. The plan will indeed cook big, to be distributed to people. Dhea's male siblings, in charge of watching the children of the rich, who were not used to this kind of market.
Dhea herself is very cute. He actually felt nostalgic, when he helped the mother of the orphanage to the market.
Fio just kept holding the end of Juna or Arya's shirt. Screaming as he looked at his feet that were already slightly black due to the mud of the market.
"That's why I didn't have to come. Even the problem itself, right! The name of the traditional market, yes it is like this," said Arya ketus.
Fio pouted. He also wants to know. Arya saw there are traditional cakes that still look hot. He instantly bought everything without any leftovers, even paying more.
"A lot, what the hell?"
"Dhea loves these cookies. We used to want to buy it, but we don't have money."
Those who heard that turned their faces away, not knowing what their life used to be like. That is why now they love to share, because they know what it feels like to want to buy something, but have no money. And because Dhea and Arya too, lah, others also always and routinely share.