Princess Renjana

Thirty Three

Renjana and Gumilar are now in one of the Supermarkets to shop for cake ingredients that he will use tomorrow with Ms. Arumi. Renjana enthusiastically chooses various ingredients and puts them in the shopping cart.

“The prison, I think the material is all there is. Why are you adding more and more ingredients?” ask Gumilar confused. The man faithfully tailed behind Renjana while pushing the already almost full trolley.

“This is all I'm shopping for. Let it later when making the cake, we still have the ingredients.” Actually, that's the reason Renjana. Because of the ingredients he chose, he will give to Ms. Arumi, so that the woman does not need to shop anymore when going to make the cake that he sells. If Renjana were to be honest, Gumilar would definitely reject him.

“Baiklaj!” Gumilar. “After this, where are we going again?” ask the man back.

“Hmm, in your house there is no Snack?” balas Renjana asked.

“I hardly ever shop Snack, because I rarely eat such foods. Mostly, only Mother-made pastries that I ate while relaxing.”

“Ah, then, let's go to the shelf where Snack is. I'll take you to try this Snack, while watching TV later. I know your mom's cake is delicious, but occasionally eating outdoor food is okay, right?” The girl faced towards Gumilar with her grin, and Gumilar replied with a nod.

“You're free Mr. Princess,” joked Gumilar.

“Ckk! Don't say it like that. You've been like his three brothers, always saying that when I want something.” Renjana's lips pursed, making Gumilar's laughter unravel.

“You really are like the Princess isn't it?” reply Gumilar.

“Hah, stop. I'm tired of arguing with you.” The girl turned around again, and walked towards the shelf which contained various kinds of Snacks. His hand painstakingly chose then inserted the various brands of snacks into the trolley that Gumilar was carrying.

While near the cashier, Renjana suddenly turned around and looked at Gumilar. “Gumilar, can I ask you for help?” ask the girl.

“You what?” tanya Gumilar was confused.

“Please get me Ice cream, my feet are tired of walking there to.” Gumilar. Renjana smiled happily. He then took over the trolley in Gumilar's hands, and handed over his groceries to the cashier. His eyes occasionally glanced towards the place where Ice Cream blocked the shelves. Fearfully, Gumilar will be back soon.

Actually, telling Gumilar to take her Ice Cream was on purpose. Renjana did not want Gumilar to pay for this much. Not a kegeeran, but with a Gumilar attitude like that, surely the man will not let Renjana pay for his own groceries.

“You seem very happy, definitely newlyweds huh?” the question of the cashier made Renjana surprised, then chuckled softly.

“Your smile has been expanding steadily. I also saw that you were shopping with your husband, right?” said the cashier. His mouth spoke but his hands and eyes remained focused on what he was working on.

“Gosh!” renjana laughter again broke. “We are not newlyweds. In fact, lovers are not. We're just friends, you misunderstood.” Renjana rectified the thought of the friendly cashier in front of him.

“Oh, so. But you guys really look like a couple. Sorry, if it makes you uncomfortable.” The cashier grimaced, while Renjana shook her head softly. “It's okay. I'm not bothered, it's just a little funny with your assumption.”

Before long, Gumilar arrived and gave what Renjana asked. After that, the man will take out a wallet and pay the amount mentioned by the cashier, but lose quickly with Renjana.

Renjana looked at Gumilar who was driving. The man had just kept quiet, making Renjana sure that Gumilar was angry.

“Gumilar, are you angry?” ask Renjana slowly.

Gumilar gasped in surprise. “Not—no. Don't get me wrong, I'm not mad.” Gumilar was panicking.

“But, since from Kadir earlier you look silent,” kekeh Renjana. “You must be angry!” smith again.

“No, Renjana. I'm just—aku—Just feeling uncomfortable. Usually, a man who pays for groceries when he is with a woman. But, I realize. Its you. Your money is even very much, so where might you want me to pay.”

Renjana was surprised by Gumilar's words. I swear, he didn't mean to offend the man. That is to say, this is not a case of him having more money than Gumilar, but because he is unlikely to let Gumilar pay for his groceries.

“Gumilar, sorry to offend you. But, I mean, it's not like that. I spend too much, I will feel bad if you pay,” explained Renjana.

Gumilar was silent. “Emm, tell you what. I—how about you treat me sometime instead of earlier?” tawar Renjana's.

Gumilar glanced at him for a while, then refocused on the streets. “seriously you want me to treat?”

Renjana. “Iya. How, do you agree? Oh, or have you changed your mind no longer willing to treat me huh?” ask Renjana slowly.

“Of course not. All right, sometime, I'll buy you. You can choose whatever you want. My hajjiku from you is very big, to the point that I am confused to be in kemanakan.” Renjana just laughed at Gumilar's words.