Past For Future's

The Night Market

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"Where else are you going?" marcel asked Oliv, who was busy eating confectionery on a bench.

"You're here first. After this we go to the house of ghost yuk. I'm curious." Oliv pulled Marcel's hand to sit next to him.

"Courageous enough?" marcel asked again but his eyes were focused on Oliv's lips which were getting pink because of the confectionery he ate.

"Dare dong, same as my boyfriend." Oliv smiled broadly as he hugged Marcel's arm.

"Yes, but don't stick around." Marcel shook his hand for Oliv to let go of his embrace.

"Come on, Brother Marcel why the hell. Don't want to be taped to the same boyfriend??" Oliv was singing his lips in annoyance.

"It's not like that, Liv." Marcel grabs Oliv's hand "Do you want me to throw you out in a public place again?" Marcel is displaying his devil smile.

"Bent brother." Oliv turned around to make sure that the two of them were in a dark place.

"Nobody saw it. So it's safe."

Marcel rounded his eyes "Liv?"

"Cold.." whined Oliv then hugged Marcel spoiledly.

"That's why we go home." Marcel still refrained from being lured by Oliv's behavior.

"But still curious about the haunted house..." Oliv raised his head while whining.

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"Haaaah haaah, take a break dong Kak." protested Oliv while rubbing his wet lips due to the actions of Marcel.

"Well, you just don't want to breathe." Marcel smiled faintly.

"Tauk ah, nyebeliii." Oliv moved on and left Marcel alone.

"You're not coming back here anymore!!" marcel shouted then chuckled at Oliv's behavior.

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Due to the lack of lighting where Marcel and Oliv were sitting, Oliv accidentally hit someone while running. Oliv closed his eyes and prepared to kiss the ground, but never fell down, slowly Oliv opened his eyes and looked at the face of a man in the dimness of the night.

"I'm sorry" Oliv said, upholding himself.

"Alright," replied the man flatly.

"Then excuse me." said Oliv was about to pass but was prevented by the man.

"I'm sorry, please don't take advantage of the situation," Oliv tried to take his hand off but he lost strongly "Please let go, or I will scream." Oliv threatened.

"Shut up and listen, I just want to talk." scolded the man in a stifled voice.

"Don't hurt me." Oliv was already in his whining mode.

"Don't make me keep an eye on your depraved behavior here." cynical guy.

Oliv stopped struggling from the man's grip. Oliv was momentarily stunned by the man's words, his thoughts immediately directed towards the Papa and the Big Brother.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. But I really didn't do anything, please don't report anything to my Papa and Brother." please Oliv.

"Currently, your behavior does not reflect the personality of the Baskara family. I think you deserve to be exiled to the ends of the world so you don't do everything you want."

"Please, please don't do that. I didn't do anything. Please don't make my family hate me." Oliv kept pleading.

"Wash those dirty lips." the man thrust the mineral water towards the Moon "Wash it!!!" snapped it.

"Sister Marcel why don't you chase me anyway. Please, I'm scared."

"Ba.. good." Oliv had to obey the orders of men who were none other than the spies of Papa and his brother.

"Su.. already." nervous Oliv.

"If it wasn't for my Master loving you too much, I wouldn't be here watching an uncivilized girl like you."

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"Sir who? Who is your Master??" oliv's body trembled even more as the man grinned towards him.

"That's none of your business. I warn you not to come into contact with a man who is not your husband. It was so disgusting." said the man sharply to the toilet into Oliv's heart.

"And one more thing, I'd really drag you out of this town if you'd done another heinous thing with a man."

Oliv turned his back on "But who is the Master you mean heii??" shouted Oliv but did not reach out again to the whereabouts of the man.

"Why is my life getting worse." Oliv shuddered in horror.

"You're why, Liv." said Marcel, who just arrived.

"Eh, no papa kak." Oliv smiled wryly.

"So, go to the haunted house." Marcel grabs Oliv's shoulder but Oliv takes it off.

"Em, brother. We walk by ourselves."

Marcel frowned but he did not refute Oliv's words. They walked down the vast night market. Oliv's face that had been gloomy could only give a big question mark for Marcel 'Why'.

Oliv flirted around to find the whereabouts of the man who deliberately spied on him. As Oliv turned his head towards the north, he saw a woman he knew.

"Sister Verta!!!" shouted Oliv who made the woman who felt called to turn her head.

"Oliv, Marcel? seriously, I have to go."

Verta pretends not to hear Oliv's greeting, then leads Boy away. However ill-fated, Oliv had withdrawn his hand first. Verta closed her eyes before turning her head towards Oliv.

"Em, who is it?" Verta pretended not to recognize Oliv while glancing at Marcel who had already shown an anxious expression.

"This is my brother Oliv, who bought the same corn as my sister. Cook forgot the hell."

"Ohh, yes. Sorry to forget." Verta scratched her nape.

"Oh yeah, know this Marcel's sister my future fiancee sis." Oliv introduces Marcel to Verta who makes the two smile awkwardly.

"Uncle here too? Why not Boy?" tanya Boy made everyone gawk.

"You know each other?" Marcel looked at Marcel and Boy in turn.

"Eh, not Liv. We don't know each other. Maybe Boy's wrong guy huh?" nervous Marcel.

"Uncle...

"Boy, kid. You're wrong, son. We go home now. Tomorrow morning you have to go to school." Verta cut out Boy's words.

"Look easy, how about we play the rides first. It's still eight o'clock. Isn't it Boy?" Oliv embraces Boy's shoulder which is quite high at his age.

"Not a pretty aunt, thank you. Boy wants to go home with Mommy." Boy releases Oliv's embrace.

"Yes, be careful on the road. Greetings, Boy." said Marcel who made Boy increasingly display his disappointed look.

"Excuse me all." said Verta.

"Sister..." Oliv nudged Marcel's arm which looked very nervous.

"Eh, i. yes. Why sweetheart?" Marcel smiled awkwardly.

Oliv looked at Marcel who was suddenly pale. Oliv scrunched his forehead then pressed the back of his hand against Marcel's forehead.

"We'll just go home." take Oliv.

"Well, didn't you go into the haunted house?" ask Marcel.

"It looks like the ghost has entered the body of Brother Marcel first. Let's go home, let's pray."

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