
"No garlic, bread, margarine, cheesee and anything else?" ask Amanda while opening the kitchen cabinet. This morning he was preparing breakfast for his father. However, it did not find any foodstuffs to be processed. "The money I send every month is used for anything, Pa?" ask again in wonder. All this time, he always met the needs of his father. He himself struggles within material limitations.
Omran's lips twitched, but made no sound. Because he was unable to answer Amanda's questions that were thrown at him.
"What would you answer?" Amanda was again made curious by the strange attitude of her father. Omran's eyeballs swiveled here and there, thinking of the right reasons to defend themselves.
"That's the money you love, used up for Papa's treatment. Yesterday Papa got sick, son..." Omran vows to cover up all the mistakes. In fact the money is ludes because it is used for gambling, drunken also play the jalanggang.
Amanda sighed and then approached Omran who was sitting leaning on the dining chair. He hugged the man's shoulder and spoke so softly. "Why didn't Papa tell Manda that Papa was sick? Manda, right, can send more money for other purposes."
Omran pulled the child's hand and clasped it tightly. "Papa's shy about asking for money continues with you. Besides Papa also knows you're in town living a mediocre life. It doesn't feel like Papa's burdening you all the time."
Amanda taped her arms. Even though it still imprints a sense of disappointment over the "surprise" given by Omran. But dad is still a father to him. Infinite love is only poured out for men who are very meaningful.
"Other times if Papa is in trouble, don't hesitate to say to Manda. All this time I worked in the city raising money for who, if not for Papa?!" said Amanda didn't want to let go of her grip.
Amanda loved the old man so much because after the death of his mother and sister seventeen years ago. Omranlah who plays a father and mother for him. He also raised with affection.
"Is he hungry?" asked Amanda because she heard crisps from her father's stomach.
"Not yet, son. Papa's not hungry yet. Normally, it's breakfast at nine in the morning" Omran replied, looking at the watch on his right hand.
"Papa wait a minute. Manda wants to buy house needs first to the grocery. Later, I'll make Papa's favorite breakfast," Amanda beamed. Without waiting for the father's approval, the girl took off her arms and immediately went into the room to change clothes and bring enough money.
"I go first, Pa" cried Amanda from the door. The two feet stepped out with a swift clattering, towards the intended place.
Fifteen minutes passed, the beautiful virgin had arrived at a grocery store. His eyes were watching around which had changed a lot since the past year. He continued his steps, to enter the building around which was only glass.
"Oat bread, margarine, almonds, olive oil (olive oil). What else is it?" Amanda remembers the food to be bought. He kept walking around the store while painting whatever was needed.
The basket is now filled with all kinds of needs. It feels complete, Amanda finished her activities this morning at the store. He moved towards the cashier to pay for the groceries and returned home as soon as possible.
This morning, the grocery store was in a crowded state. The girl must be willing to queue longer in front of the payment place. However, a young man suddenly appeared from the side and grabbed the queue without any guilt.
"Hey, are your eyes blind?" amanda growled at the young man who was turning his back indifferently. "Hello.. I'm talking to you!" admonish Amanda pulled the man's shoulder to face her. The eyes were opened perfectly because the man standing before him was now an annoying man, whom he did not want to meet. But fate brought him back together.
"We'll see you again, barbarian!" the young man blinked one eye. "Didn't I promise that we'll see each other again?" it made Amanda even more upset.
The distance between the two is so close. And at this moment, two pairs of eyes were ringing with the contents of each other's minds. The young man leaned his face to no distance. "Say people of old if all coincidences. That's called a soul mate!"
Saliva gulped rough, fist clumped. The roar of breath was increasingly hunting, the anger peaked without time. "Stupid to less ethical men like you? Better, I'll be in love for life!"
"That's not good, miss. I can't feel the name of heaven. But I became suspicious, is it okay.. You're a same-sex lover?" the young man spoke the whole thing.
The anger is at the end of the horn. Amanda could no longer hold back. His knees moved quickly and within seconds hit the forbidden area of the young man. At this time the man jumped up and down because he was enduring the pain that was attacking a vital part of his body.
"Ah... you barbarian woman!" the young man held the middle of his crotch. The frown on top of the forehead quite explained how the pain he was suffering.
"Do I want to add more?" challenge Amanda. Because he did not hesitate to attack the young man back if he was still being rude to him.
The queue grew longer and Amanda was urged to move forward. The condition of the store grew increasingly complicated because of the dispute between a pair of Adam's children.
"Let's get ahead!" scream someone. "If you want to keep fighting, just get out of line!" it was another scream that everyone supported.
Amanda looked back and pulled her head down. "I'm sorry for the inconvenience I've created."
The girl stepped forward as she kicked the young stranger's foot out of line. His eyes glanced with pleasure as this time he managed to beat the irritating man.
...***...
"Where's your daughter, Omran?" asked Lucas who had just come to his future wife's residence.
Omran who was watching tivi was of course surprised by the arrival of Lucas at his home. Not yet he had time to answer, the cruel man had already launched an accusation. "Don't tell me that girl's back in town because you told her to?"
Omran shook his head with a trembling body as Lucas pulled out a dagger from his boot. Two burly men surrounded Omran and Lucas bowed.
"This dagger I've given a deadly poison. Just once scratch your wrinkled skin. Then a second later, you're already in hell!" press Lucas.
The face changes pias accompanied by cold sweat that drips from inside the pores. Omran laughed blandly then gulped before replying. "Keep that out of my face, Mr. Lucas! Your girl is safe, just calm down there's no need to worry."
"Where is he?" joked Lucas could not wait to meet the woman he was going to marry.
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