Twins A And Miss Cheriwis
Chapters. 39 - Food Bazaar
Sifa cleaned the dirty dishes she used for dinner with Abash. The boss had returned to his apartment, after receiving a call from someone.
Sifa stared at the suit that was leaning on the dining chair. It belongs to Abash. Yes it belongs to Abash, the time belongs to Sifa! The girl took the suit and brought it into the room.
Sifa hung Abash's suit, then the girl passed into the bathroom to wash her face and also changed her work clothes with more comfortable clothes.
After she finished changing clothes, Sifa grabbed her phone and saw the message that had just come in from the mother of the landlord.
Sifa rubbed her face violently. He doesn't know what to do right now. The mother of the owner said that if she had sold the house, the middle-aged woman hoped that Sifa would buy their house. But, what you want to say, Sifa does not have as much money as the price of the house. The debt with the owner's mother has not been paid.
"I have to what?" sifa with tears flowing.
*
This morning, Sifa woke up with puffy eyes. The girl directly took an ice cube to compress her eyes.
Sifa cried last night. Crying over the house that will be sold. The house where that place has all the memories of the people that Sifa loved.
Sifa hugged the shabby looking teddy bear. The father's gift doll that has passed away.
Memories that remain are only dolls, watches owned by the mother, knit sweaters made by the grandmother, and also shal belonging to the relic of the mother. That was all Sifa had right now. All the memories he had with those dear ones, would be gone in the blink of an eye.
Ting ...
Sifa looked at her phone. There was a message from Amel, the friend.
'Do you libertize today? Yuuk street.'
Sifa pulled the corner of her lips. With her finger crooked, Sifa replied to the friend's message.
"Yuuk, where to?"
Sifa waited for a reply from Amel.
'On the Avocado Road, there's a food bazaar. Close to your house.'
Sifa frowned. Bazar food? Ah, maybe this is what the boss said last night.
Sifa immediately replied 'Ok' to her best friend. After all, Sifa missed her breakfast. This morning she woke up late, due to her monthly stomach ache. Biases, lady.
Sifa hurried to clean up and prepared. Amel offered to pick her up, but Sifa refused. Well, how could Sifa say if he lives in a luxury apartment like this, can think of all kinds of things.
Sifa also told the friend to meet at the door of the bazaar. After being tidy, the girl prepared to head for the bazaar. This time Sifa did not wear his bike, it would be troublesome to park his bike in the place of umu. The girl chose to use an online motorcycle, besides the cost is not too expensive, because the distance is quite close.
Sifa was neat, the girl grabbed her side bag and also put on her mother's watch. Although the price is cheap and looks outdated, Sifa is not shy and remains faithful to use the watch.
For Sifa, the ticking of the clock is like the heartbeat of the mother. Sifa will immediately replace the clock battery if it feels it has slowed down. Sometimes, the watch shopkeeper often offers the latest output clock that is not too expensive for him, but Sifa always rejects it. They are very impressed with Sifa who always uses the mother's clock, which is outdated and also looks outdated.
After ordering the ojek online, Sifa rushed down to the bottom, so that the bjek did not wait for him too long.
"Crazy, I just found out that one of Moza's descendants lives here."
"Trus, if you knew what, you want what?"
"Ob course, I'm gonna move here and make it mine."
"Crazy Lo, does he want to be with Lo?"
"Whatever I'm going to do, obviously, he should be mine. You know how rich their family is, the cave can be a big mistress there, without tired of having to slam bones of hard work to achieve all this luxury."
Sifa's phone rang, the girl raised her call.
"Yes, I'm in the elevator right now,"
The two girls turned their heads, whether they were aware of Sifa's existence earlier or not.
Sifa only listened to the conversation of the two women who were in the elevator with her at this moment. No need to ask anymore, who are the descendants of Moza they mean, Sifa can already guess if the man who is being targeted by the two women in front of him is Abash, the boss.
"No,"
"You live here?" ask again.
"I just hitchhiked with the boss" Sifa replied honestly.
"Boss? Who?"
Sifa thought, there was no way he said Abash's name, it could tarnish Abash's good name later if he brought a woman with him.
"Amel" Sifa replied at last.
"Ooh..."
The two girls ignored Sifa again, they were still talking in a quiet voice about Abash, but Sifa pretended that she did not hear him.
Without the two women knowing, if Sifa recorded the conversation the two of them.
*
Sifa glanced at her watch, it had been 10 minutes for the girl to arrive at the bazaar gate, but the friend was nowhere to be seen. The girl also frowned looking for the whereabouts of the friend who was said to have arrived at the parking lot of the bazaar.
Sifa looked at the figure she recognized, the girl stepped her feet while waving her hands.
"Sifa Awaass ...," cried Amel when he saw a roller-skating user passing fast.
Sifa closed her eyes, her heart racing. His nose smelled a very gentle masculine scent, Sifa recognized the scent. Sifa felt her body in the arms of a man.
Slowly, Sifa opened her eyes until her bead met the owner of the masculine fragrance.
"Are you okay?" tanyakanya.
Sifa's still trembling body, she slowly let go of the man's handrails.
"Sa-I'm fine. Thank you, sir."
"Sifa, you're all right?" amel asked who was near Sifa.
"Yes, I'm fine."
Amel glanced at the man who was helping Sifa. From then on the eyes did not look at his best friend.
"Mak no papa? I'm sorry, my shoe wheels are rocking, I'm sorry again" said the man who hit Sifa earlier with guilt.
"Other times be careful, this is a public place" said the man who helped Sifa.
"Yes, Mom, I'm sorry. I'm sorry, Ma'am."
"Yes, no papa, next time be careful, ma'am."
After the departure of the roller skates man, Sifa looked at the man standing firmly in front of her.
"Again thanks, sir."
"Next time you're also careful,"
"Yes, sir."
"You want to get into the bazaar? Can I join?"
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