My best friend my husband

Chapter 92's.The Market

"Ulineun jib - e galgeoya."

I pulled Dara's hand out of their house. Walk quickly to the car and get in the car.

"What's up, brother? Why were they pointing at me, huh? Then why is my brother's face so tangled?"

I exhaled a rough breath hearing her question which demanded me to answer.

I stopped the car on the left and stared intently at Dara.

"Hanseol wants to enter my job application. Where may I accept it, she's a nurse, while my office only includes 2nd graders in a very different part of Hanseol's department" he explained.

"Then?" dara asked while positioning her body towards me.

"They forced me, and I'm still thinking about it until tomorrow."

"Hm, don't think about it again. It'll be a burden to my brother."

I nodded with a smiling head looking at him then peeked at his forehead and returned to running the car towards the traditional market.

"Why what?" ask Dara when the car stops right in the parking lot.

I smiled and removed the seatbelt and got out of the car wearing a mask and left my hair long again.

I picked up a leather jacket whose pockets were covered with zippers. So, it's very safe to keep my car keys, cell phone and wallet and Dara.

We walked down the traditional market which is very crowded by visitors and sellers here.

Noise.

The stinging smell.

Heat.

I feel so much right now. My left hand held a Dara's wrist so she wouldn't disappear.

It's not the first time I've been here, but it's been many times. Because I love the offers in this market. It is different between buying at the mall or the supermarket.

"What are we buying?" ask Dara who is behind me.

"We buy fruit, you eat too much fruit."

There was a funny laugh that made me smile behind the black mask I was wearing.

"How much mas?" I asked a middle-aged man who sold avocados, he only used singlets.

"Sekilo thirty-five, sir."

Dara and I began to pick the fruit and put it in a clear plastic bag that she gave me.

"I'll take 3 kilos, sir."

I gave her the plastic containing the avocado to weigh. There's some he took out because it might be more than I asked for.

"Can we make a nego, sir?" ask me while removing the wallet from the jacket pocket.

"How much?" askalanya.

"Eighty-five, what?" bargained.

He's laughing a little.

"100 thousand."

"Yes already."

I gave her a red sheet of money and took the avocado back and pulled Dara's hand

"Ih. Why did you take it, anyway? That's an omnipresent," grumbled Dara.

"Well, take it from the mall, baby."

There was no longer any sound from behind my back.

I came back to a stop right in front of the guy who was selling corn accompanied by milk and cheese.

"You want this?" I looked at Dara.

Think of the enthusiasm and a big smile that became the answer to my question.

"Buy two, bang."

I pulled her hand towards the shade and stroked the head wrapped in a light brown sarong that felt hot.

Dara hit my chest making my activity stop and looked at her in wonder.

I smiled again at her funny-looking voice and her face which she was bending, ashamed of.

"More shame if you kiss in the middle of the gini market. We can be a free spectacle and your reputation is lost because of that ridiculous thing" I whispered.

"Bang!"

I turned towards the source of the male voice that was the same age as Dara. He was giving two bottles of hot corn.

I walked up to him and gave him twenty thousand rupiah and he returned 10 thousand rupiah to me.

"Thank you."

I walked up to Dara who was standing in the shade then sat on an empty bench to enjoy this warm jangung.

"Nake?" tanyaku stared at Dara who was enjoying the corn.

Cuddle your head again to be the answer.

***

2 Minutes later, we walked back to the traditional market. Our steps entered a very fishy part of the smell.

I saw some chickens that had been cut and placed on a special table covered with tarpal and some were still alive.

"We buy meat or chicken?" tanyaku turned towards Dara who was seen covering her mouth and nose with one hand.

"What does he want?"

"Kok you're back, honey?"

"Just be it."

"Okay, wait here."

I walked up to one of the 5 chicken sellers and asked him to take the chicken I had appointed to weigh and put a price on me

"Everything is 5 kilos, each cost is thirty-five thousand, so the total is all worth one hundred and seventy-five thousand."

I took out my wallet and gave her two hundred thousand dollars.

"This is the change."

I took the change while cradling black plastic containing 5 pieces of chicken that is quite fat and contains.

I walked up to Dara and gave her a clear plastic avocado to carry.

"Oh yes, the onion in the house runs out," Dara told me.

"Yes, buy onions here. We're looking for the big one."

We walked back with me holding his hand. We always turn around because we see the little carry in my opinion.

"Well, there's a big red onion" Dara pointed out.

I followed the direction and pulled his hand towards the seller of chili, onion and celery leaves.

Dara chose the onion, while I looked for other kitchen spices that were located very closely with the chili seller.

After feeling enough, I paid for it and went back to Dara who was picking onions and putting them in a plastic bag.

"Everything is 2 kilos" the man told him.

"How much?" ask Dara.

"Four thousand pulh."

"Buy it."

I bowed my body and whispered to him.

I took out the money and gave it to her because Dara hasn't pulled the cash from her black card.

After paying for the garlic and white he chose, we walked to the car park.

I stuffed my groceries into the passenger seat and saw Dara crouching while fanning herself with both hands.

"You get in the car, brother buy something first."

I pressed the remote control and put Dara in the car while turning on the car AC and closing the car door.

I walked back into the market to buy her a cold, fresh drink.

"Thank you" I said, giving twenty thousand and ordered the little girl to take the change.