DUDA IMPOTENT DESIRE

Pov akram(Rose)

Arriving at the market. We also start shopping for materials for merchandise tomorrow. Starting from meat, fish, chicken, smoked fish, and cooking spices, vegetables and fruit are lacking, because there are still some stocks at home.

I'm in charge of carrying all the groceries. The full basket is in my right hand. Plus plastic in the left hand. I allowed Alda to carry heavy things, because his hands were not yet strong. Because it's still in the pen. I need to pay attention to him. Let me bring all the groceries. It is good to choose ingredients to cook.

While being busy accompanying Alda in front of the fruit seller, I was surprised by the presence of Evan and Juli who were next to me, we only separated two fat mothers. I don't want to have a fuss in this market. I ran away before Evan and Juli saw me with Alda.

From a distance I noticed that Alda was wandering around, as if he was looking for me. And I saw that Alda was stirring quickly from the fruit vendor's shop, after he saw Evan and Juli's whereabouts. I knew Alda must have been afraid of a fight so he chose to leave the place. I rushed to the parking lot, better wait for Alda in the parking lot.

Evan and Juli already have a car and it looks like this car is different from the car we saw last afternoon, meaning Evan has two cars after being fired from the company turned out to be a better fate.

I approached Alda who was hiding behind the bike. We're both weird, so why be afraid of Evan. I'd better be quick to tell Alda who I am. If it's clear all of it. I wouldn't be afraid of that asshole.

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I honked the bike, I went back to picking up Alda who looked terrified to avoid Evan and Juli.

"Well, why is Loe sitting there like a beggar?" ask me with a plain face, like I don't know what.

" Why again, if not wait loe!" he was upset, trying to get up. "I can do it myself..!" He took my hand to help him get up. He also displayed his sour face exterior. After I put the basket in front of me. The motor also taps the gas into the house.

***

3 Days later

Alda went to court this morning, attended the first hearing of his divorce with Evan. Without his presence in this stall, makes me a little uninspired when selling. Because there's nothing I can mess with.

Even I was upset in the morning by the Rose because the Rose kept teasing me. The boy was really not desperate and the spirit continues to deceit me. I don't like the charm. I have no taste for the rose, so I keep my distance from her.

"Do you know what this is?" I asked the Rose, pointing a large purple eggplant in front of her. We were in the kitchen. He was cooking eggplant sambal mixed anchovies, tofu tempe. And I helped him too. To be quickly presented in the storefront.

"Waaawww... Is that how big a brother is...?!" he asked with buying eyes, a face shining, like finding a treasure. His gaping mouth was instantly rounded, as I nodded.

I smiled wryly. I know what the question means. I was fishing for him.

"Emmmmm-fr... Patience...!" I put that big eggplant on the grill. The hard fresh eggplant began to wobble as it burned.

He who could not wait to hear my explanation, approached me who was grilling the big purple eggplant. He watched me clingy. Amazed at me, he occasionally glanced down at my bottom. Which is alive down there. My brain is also traveling at this time, when remembering or talking about things that smell por no.

Hihah..

"Well, look at this..!" I showed the weak and slightly wet eggplant to his face. The eggplant stalk I still hold.

His face suddenly wrinkled, like he was thinking. My eyes looked at me sharply with lips moved to the right and to the left.

"The eggplant is withering?" he said with no taste.

"Yes, if the eggplant has withered, do you still want to?" ask me seriously.

"Haaah... It doesn't belong to a brother, does it wither?" ask again full of search.

Huff...

I took a deep breath, and exhaled her roughly. I'm the Rose lyrics that look no longer interested in me. I kept the eggplant I burned he had a big bag of bowls.

"Yes, that eggplant brother is like a burning eggplant." I replied weakly, looking down at my center. The rose followed my eyes.

He was surprised to close his mouth that had gaping with both hands.

"Lied...!" nyolot.

"Emmm... If you don't believe." I answered lightly, starting to weed the eggplant I burned.

"That means you're a widower, because your brother is impotent? is that brother impotent?" ask her with horror.

I looked at him in wonder, both eyebrows linked. Know where she is I'm a widower?

"Where did you get the info on where I'm a widower?" ask me with curiosity. The activity of exfoliating eggplant skin stops.

"There is." Answer with a confused face.

"Ocumbr..!" lazy I extended the debate, discussing mine which is now actually healed. I told Rose like that, so she would stop chasing me. I have no taste in that little boy.

She is 19 years old, and I am 29 years old. Even if there is still a mate, I want to find a mature partner. Not like a rose. Kenanak.

"You guys, from earlier talk, the cuisine is not kelar. Repet Bi imah, his mother Roses.

" Yes ma'am." Then, refocus on cooking. I was busy back to the front. The buyers have started to arrive.

TB