
Salma arrived at the market using an ojek. He walked into the market that morning.
Brugh
"God..." Salma held onto her shoulder which was a little sore from being hit by the large-bodied man before her at this moment.
"Sorry, Ma'am!" said the man bowing his head.
"No problem" said Salma, rubbing his shoulders.
The man immediately went from Salma's presence.
Unsuspecting, Salma again stepped foot into the market area to buy kitchen ingredients and vegetables.
"Sir, how much is this?" Salma pointed to kol.
"That's 15 thousand perkilo, Ma'am." said the merchant
"I'm about to go" Salma chose the vegetables Kol wanted to buy.
After Kol was put in plastic, Salma reached into her shopping cart to retrieve the wallet.
"Lohs...Where's my wallet? the feeling I put in a deh earlier," Salma continued to look for her wallet that was in the shopping cart.
"What's up, Ma'am??" the astonished merchant saw Salma's worried face.
"This, Ma'am. I put my wallet in my basket, but nothing?"
"What when he arrived at this market did his mother meet someone? or hit someone?" the merchant also seemed to understand what Salma felt.
Salma was silent for a moment as if thinking. Then he patted his own eel, "Masya'allah.. I did hit a big man. And the man just said sorry, and then left.." Salma held onto her chest which felt tight. He was sad because the money that was supposed to be for shopping vanished already in people's pickpockets.
"Here often such events, Ma'am. Therefore be careful" the merchant told Salma.
"But I often shop to this market, Ma'am! This is a pickpocket." Salma was upset by herself.
"Maybe it's an apes day, Ma'am." said the trader confused what else to say.
Salma was silent, she glanced at the merchant at a glance, then stepped foot out of the market without bringing any groceries.
"God.. Damn it today" murmured Salma grieved.
Salma continued walking to the side of the highway, she had to stop the motorcycle in order to get home.
"Akh.." said Salma looking at her wet clothes.
Salma turned to the car that had passed through the puddle in front of him.
Salma shouted, "Hey.... You brash rich man, look at my wet shirt.."
Salma ran after the car, "Hey!!!! Stop over... Your responsibility!!!!!" salma shouted as she followed the car.
The car stopped, as did Salma. Salma looked at the car with a look of emotion. He kept walking towards the car.
After arriving at the car.
Tok tock..
Salma knocked hard on the window of the car that was still closed.
"Hey!!! Out!" salma shouted as she continued to knock on the car window.
A man who was in the car frowned. He opened the car door and got out of the car.
When the driver of the car came out, Salma's mouth gawked at him.
"A...You," Salma pointed at the man with a hand that covered her own mouth.
"Yes, it's me.." the man said as he pointed to himself.
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