
Rianti and Tiwi immediately looked at each other after hearing what the man who was currently going down the stairs that Rianti had borrowed from the building materials shop across the street said. The one who borrowed was indeed Rianti, but the one who raised him was still Dandi.
Sandi moved the stairs to the other side of the store but faced inside the store. While the camera is installed, facing the shop yard and part of the highway. The two women only pay attention at once to their respective jobs. For now the two women were only talking about merchandise.
"Oh yeah, Ri, yesterday she said Romi came here?" tanya Tiwi who is currently helping peel some mangoes that are too ripe to be juice. If not processed immediately, mango mango it must be tomorrow or the day after tomorrow will rot. "Did he shoot you back?"
Rianti nodded with a hand that was cutting and squeezing some overripe oranges to make juice. "I'm just like that guy, I refused, I still come here."
"His name is also love" ledek Tiwi. "Eh, is it possible that the person who neror you had something to do with Romi? if he's a rich kid, there must be a lot of girls who crush, right?"
Rianti shrugged both of his shoulders. "If it's that I don't want to accuse myself. But if noticed, I was starting to get terror once Romi often play into this store, Wi."
Tiwi's forehead suddenly frowned as she thought about what Rianti had just said. "Right as well" Tiwi said shortly afterwards. "Don't fuck you, it has something to do with Romi."
"Well that's it, I stole it there too. He deliberately nerror me in a way to make it look as if the owner of this store wants me to go."
"Well, is the language of terror the same?"
"It's different, but still, he kind of signaled that the store owner was the one who terrorized me. I wonder, for the sake of a guy, until it's like that."
"Hahaha .. your fate apes, Ri. used to want to marry instead left with various plays full of cowardice. Eh now. once there's a guy who guesses, even get terror."
Dandi who was silent listening to the chatter of the two women, of course, again offended by Tiwi's speech which was clearly insinuating him. But at the same time, Dandi also felt sorry for the fate that befell Rianti. Although at this time Dandi can not do anything, but the man already has the intention to change and get Rianti's trust back.
While Randi was enjoying the solitude, the man said I heard the sound of someone banging on the gates of his food stall. The gate made of light steel, of course, is very echoing if it is pounded very hard. Randi immediately went down and chose to meet the man through the side door.
"Uncle!" peeking Randi as soon as his eyes caught the figure of the man he just knew some of these days since dropping off the woman he was targeting. He's Iksan, Eliza's uncle. "Get in by the side, Uncle. It just so happens that today we are on a holiday."
The man just nodded then followed Randi's steps into his food stall. Uncle Iksan's eyes immediately circled around the room. Randi politely asked the man to sit down after the young man turned on the lights to make the room brighter.
"Why the holiday sale, is not he said this food stall is very rame?" uncle Iksan asked after sitting on one of the chairs.
"Yes take a break, Uncle," replied Randi while brewing instant coffee for his guests. "We're almost a month away from vacation, Uncle. So today we decided to take a day off for body and mind."
Uncle Iksan seems to be muttering a beard as a sign of understanding that Alsan Randi does look quite reasonable. "Then, where's your friend? You said you weren't alone here?"
Randi smiled as he stepped closer to Uncle Iksan's place and placed a cup of coffee on the table, in front of the middle-aged man. "Two of my friends are away, Uncle. They have their own business."
"Why don't you go?" asked Uncle Iksan who immediately sipped a little coffee.
"I don't have any business to do, Uncle, so I'm at home" replied Randi honestly. "What about Eliza's case, Uncle? Has Uncle taken action?"
"Yes, then Uncle came here, Uncle wants to ask you for help."
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