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Mini Markets

Faiq drew closer to Shasha, his hand still holding tightly to the grocery basket.

The mini market looks quiet. There was only one shopping mother in the right corner and a few mini-market clerks. Faiq just remembered that his ex's house in Tri Datu is not far from here.

"How come you're still alive, Sha?" asked Faiq mockingly.

"Well, I'll wait for you to die first. Oh yeah, the invitation was late, right? Don't forget the envelope. Said Gilang he used to practice you first."

It felt annoying for Faiq to remember how familiar he used to be with Gilang. Often eat meatballs after school, play games, hang out and even menggapel to Shasha's house!

Although he broke up with Shasha is not entirely wrong Gilang, but still the feeling of the bend is there and feels annoying.

"Please, the dried leaves in my house are many. I'll come, see how ugly my ex is on his wedding day" he mocked Faiq again.

"Even if you say ugly, but after breaking up with me, you haven't been dating in a long time, have you?" reply Shasha.

The cold air from the AC was unable to stop the heat between them.

"I'm not in a hurry to date because I'm afraid I'll have to get a girl like you again."

Hearing that Shasha looked away, "said it was hard to move on. Your ugly face makes my eyes hurt. I'm first yeah."

Shasha turned around to leave Faiq who was still in the row of shelf number 3.

"I saranin don't read too much so that your eyes don't hurt!"

Faiq's shout was only returned by a hand-pump from Shasha, the girl went straight to the cashier and did not care about Faiq anymore.

An annoyed feeling as if yelling at the young man's chest, asking that his vengeance be met with perfection. Faiq was still trying to hold on and exhaled heavily.

He walked up and took the gum and put it in the basket, after seeing Shasha come out, Faiq immediately headed for the cashier. Paying for groceries for 82 thousand rupiah.

His eyes looked outside, finding Shasha turning her motor matic. Their eyes met for a moment before throwing their faces away.

Faiq took the neatly arranged groceries in plastic, then walked out to the mosque where Myesha and Yuno were.

"Now, Sha. Wear it fast." Faiq held out the plastic to Myesha.

"Cover up the blood marks, Mas. Later I clean up after I finish changing," said Myesha while taking pads in plastic.

Faiq's watch shows almost at 3 p.m. There is no time, he must rush to the house and clean up his house so that it is comfortable to live with both. While the journey is still far away, they have to pass Tri Datu, Sukadana, Pekalongan just got to the Metro.

In the end Faiq relented to shorten the time. As Myesha moved on she also moved Yuno to shift further avoiding the bloodstains. The baby plays with his own imagination comfortably.

Faiq took the mop, not expecting in his life to deal with the blood coming on the moon. It made him shudder. He had to clean the stain a few times until he was sure that the floor was sacred again. This is mushola, can not be cleaned carelessly let alone there is feces from the blood.

Soon after, Myesha had changed clothes and pants that had been stained with blood. He put it in plastic and tied it.

"Udah done, let's go, Mas." Myesha held Yuno.

"Sha, wait a minute. This is if you don't mind yes, if you mind I'll keep making it. Next week I go to Tri Datu with Yuno. We're going to my ex's wedding."

Tri Datu's? Suddenly Myesha remembered the address of the father's nephew who was her fan.

"Okay, no problem, Mom. Consider it a payday for buying in I'm softex."

Myesha was about to get to the car but Faiq prevented it again. "But Sha, you'll wear a lens box, don't wear glasses."

This time, Myesha's eyes stared at Faiq, she was offended by the sentence that had just been thrown.

"Are you ashamed to have a geeky wife?"

Hearing the question to the point from Myesha made Faiq pause for a moment. Then he dared to return Myesha's gaze.

"Aren't you ashamed that I'm dancing and buluk at your ex's wedding?" The question from Myesha was answered by Faiq.

Myesha was silent for a moment, being present at the marriage of the former was tantamount to risking the price of dying. Trying to think if he is in the position of Faiq certainly wants the best. After all, he had not dressed up for a long time and always looked cute. Maybe once in a while she could go to the salon and get dressed up.

"Yes, as long as you buy the lens box, payin salon, and also buy new clothes."

"Let's just remember that, my money is more than enough."

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