Santri Famiglia's

Living Mannequin

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The gunmen left the shop. Sanubari finally felt relieved, but he still did not dare to open the mask, afraid that the people would still be around and recognize him. After all, he had accepted a job as a mannequin, inevitably Sanubari harues remained standing in the same place for a period of time that he did not know.

Three hours passed, some people passed by in front of Sanubari. Some just pass by, some stop for a moment, paying attention to the clothes suit attached to Sanubari's body. The work of this number one designer seems to steal a lot of attention.

Several times Sanubari heard price negotiations conducted by prospective buyers and employees who had given him a job. The price is quite astonishing for Sanubari. Just one shirt, t-shirt and jeans alone the total price can reach thirteen thousand euros. That's if you buy a set straight. If the purchase is only one-on-one then the price can reach twenty thousand euros if added.

Sanubari has never held that much money. If he could get it, maybe he could go back to Indonesia with that money. Sanubari can only dream.

Of all the people who bid, only two people came out carrying paper bags that looked luxurious. Most of them can't afford the price. The work of being a statue turned out to be quite exhausting. His job was to just stand and be quiet, but Sanubari began to get tired of just sculpting. Besides, his work was boring. It is better to be tired from moving a lot than to stay still.

"When do I have to be like this? It doesn't seem like I'm talented to be a mannequin," Sanubari murmured with a sigh as he opened the mask, "maybe I'm not fired for breaking the laws of nature as a puppet."

Sanubari did not wear the mask for too long. He was worried because there was something stuck to his face. He also cannot breathe freely. Wearing a mask is not practical.

And also with glasses. Over time Sanubari's ears hurt because they have to hold the handle of the glasses. The release of sunglasses that hide the emerald iris and then slightly stretch the neck muscles.

Because of that, there was a little boy who pointed at him while shouting, "Mamma, i manichini possono muoversi."

(Mama, the mannequin can move.)

Sanubari. He stopped his movements and smiled kindly. The little girl under five still looked at him. However, the mother could not believe it because Sanubari had returned to silence once the woman turned her head.

The little girl's mother resumed the transaction, while the little girl was still reluctant to turn her eyes.As soon as, the little girl ran over, hugging Sanubari's legs.

"Father! Papa!" the girl shouted.

The girl tugged at Sanubari's feet, invited him to play. At times like this, Sanubari did not know he had to stop being a statue or continue pretending to be a mannequin.

Sanubari. He could not bear to hear the little girl whining at his feet. Sanubari's conscience moved his body to lift the little boy up. He held the little girl and jumped down from the podium where he stood.

From a distance, there was someone who captured the moment and uploaded it to social media. Sanubari asked the little girl to speak.