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"Jiya, we better go home.. We don't deserve to be in a place like this..." Exclaimed Kazuya, the Japanese-faced man who was pulling Jiya's wrist to leave.
"Aissshhhh is Kazuya... We deserve to be here even I will change your appearance as well.. You forgot the diamond ring. ?" Denying Jiya kekeh.
"You better ignore your intentions Jiya.."
"Why?"
"That'll just make you crumble..."
"If I don't want to how?. I will continue to follow my plan. You don't fear Kazuya I'll stop after I get everything I want.. I'll make our lives no longer wretched.."
Kazuya snorted resignedly, because his free self prevented Jiya with a level of stubbornness like a rock.
Once he's determined then everything will go according to his plan.
But his self is a little afraid, he does not want Jiya to be complacent with the lives of the rich people and then forget his who is not who.
Her self is also afraid that Jiya's plans will turn on themselves.
Jiya stepped her feet towards the mall door made of glass.
He had never even dreamed of entering into this earthly paradise.
The resigned Kazuya only followed Jiya's footsteps.
But their steps suddenly stopped because in the face of a security guard who was watching.
"I'm sorry if I want to beg you to leave. This is no place for beggars like you.." Cynic the security guard, looking at the shabby appearance of Jiya and Kazuya from toe to toe.
Jiya growled in annoyance, hearing the humiliation of the lowly security guard before her.
Does this security guard know if he's here to shop not to beg.?
What this security guard doesn't know, if his pocket is so thick it's even more than the salary of a lowly security guard like him every month.
But with his ease, this burly and mustachioed man immediately sentenced himself as a beggar who would beg at this place.
"Jiya you see.. Even before entering, we get insults..." The whisper of Kazuya who had begun to feel uncomfortable with the look of the security guard who seemed humble.
Although his self is a tramp, but he is also a human who has self-esteem and dignity.
"Kazuya you can shut up...!" Press Jiya who is increasingly upset to hear the resigned expression of her comrades-in-arms.
He won't come back. It will stay in. Jiya's determination was steady with a mocking smile towards the security guard.
"Sorry sir... We're not here to beg, we're here to buy things we want..." Ketus Jiya with twitching eyes.
"Ha... Ha... Ha... You guys don't dream, can buy things here with change busking at the red light..." The security guard laughed at Jiya's arrogant speech.
Jiya's face turned red because it held back resentment, not a rich person, even a security guard stripped the dignity of a small person like himself.
Why would God give a life of pleasure with abundant wealth to people like this?.
And why does God give the test of life by being a poor homeless person and always considered the garbage of the city.
This is so unfair.
Jiya reached into her shabby pocket, pulled out three money mops and showed them right in front of the security guard's face.
"Maybe our looks are dirty and dirty, but our pockets are not as thin as you think. Even our money is more than your salary... "
The face of the security guard immediately changed pias, he was also surprised when he saw the three mumps of money that two homeless people had in front of him.
Does this make sense?
How could a bum like them have that kind of money ?
Strangled the security guard, with questions popping up in his little head.
Jiya smiled with satisfaction, when she saw the surprised face of the security guard who had humbled her.
Jiya pulled some of the money and then thrust her on the security guard arrogantly.
"Take this as a tip for you.. Buy coffee to disappear your drowsiness, so that your two eyes can see clearly if the appearance does not always show your pockets. Who knows at this time the governor's son is undercover as a widow..." Jiya said then pulled Kazuya's wrist to enter.
The security guard who still could not digest all of it, was still speechless with a few pieces of money in his hands.
Or feel angry because the two bums managed to make her silence?.
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Jiya and Kazuya were amazed by everything in this huge building.
The expensive items they had never seen, were now even in front of their eyes.
So many lights illuminate every space with so much capacity.
So many people with their respective busyness that made Kazuya's eyes glare at it.
Extraordinary.
That was one word that was able to express their admiration at this time.
Jiya stopped stepping while looking at a salon and beauty shop in front of her.
His lips smiled meaningfully, Kazuya who saw that looked a little confused by the thought of the girl he liked.
"Let's go in..." Jiya cried who immediately walked into the salon, Kazuya died.
Kazuya immediately ran in following Jiya, but again his gaze was made glare with the scenery inside.
Kazuya's two eyes widened and his lips gaped at the strange, magical-looking tools that so many were lined up on the table.
Even during his life, he had never seen these items.
"Sorry sir, can I help you...?"
Kazuya's heart felt slumped down to the bottom of his stomach, because he was so surprised by the voice of a beautiful woman who was smiling at him.
Very beautiful, like the angel he often saw in the levying paper.
"Miss she's my friend.. Give him the best care and change his dirty appearance..." Excited Jiya who was already sitting on a chair with another woman.
Kazuya looked disappointedly at Jiya who was focusing on her treatment.
His heart felt pierced by thousands of needles when he heard Jiya's words that seemed arrogant and haughty.
Change her dirty appearance...!
Jiya's words were still ringing even clearly in Kazuya's ears.
What the girl who was sitting down and enjoying her grooming was Jiya, the cheerful girl who loved her. And has given color to his life.
But why now he feels a difference in all of that.
"Master, come with me..!" The salon attendant called out Kazuya's daydreams.
Kazuya was dribbled to do several treatments, ranging from head to toe.
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