The Memory Shop

Memory Shop: New Employee?

Zaim pulled out a tissue from his bag and wiped Retta's lips wet from Livei's saliva.

While Livei himself has escaped from the scene.

"I shouldn't have told you to talk to him. Sorry."

Retta looked at Zaim who was focused on cleaning his lips. His heart was pounding, but he would get even more nervous when Zaim returned his gaze.

Retta decided to distance their faces by retreating slowly and gently brushed off Zaim's hand that touched her lips.

"Why apologize? It's my decision. I just want to negase him if I don't have feelings for him anymore."

Zaim stared fixedly at Retta, then without saying anything Zaim came forward and pressed his lips against her.

Netra Retta was rounded, her body instantly frozen and her heart was now racing three times faster than before.

Retta was not rebellious at all when Zaim***** his lips were soft. He closed his eyes and replied.

A few seconds later, Zaim took off the link of their lips and looked at Retta. "Cleaning," he said casually.

"W-what? Cleaning up?"

The point is that Zaim cleaned the saliva marks on Retta's lips with his lips. It was done so that he would more easily remove traces of Livei's saliva.

"Come on!" Zaim clasped Retta's hand and took her away from this place.

Whatever it was, how could he say that so easily after having a kiss with a girl? Was he ashamed or felt something different? Basic Zaim!

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Throughout the day after the 'it' incident, Retta became more quiet and seemed uninspired at work. He sat in his chair while looking at the congested Jakarta city highway.

"Retta." The owner of the name turned his head and his face to face Zaim as the one who called.

"Yes," said Retta lazily.

"When you want to eat cake, you can choose any cake you want. I'll pay for it."

"Males ngunyah."

"Signs of people who have died the same, nih." The protest retta heard the teasing and Zaim only chuckled with the look the girl showed in front of him.

They did not look awkward at all after passing the kiss scene. The mind's path was no different telling them to, 'forget it's happened'.

Until it was time to close the store at 17:40 pm, a beautiful girl with a body slightly taller than Retta entered the store.

He had a brown envelope in his hand and looked nervous like a child who had just entered school for the first time.

His gaze was plain and empty, very depicting a good and pleasant person and the main character in a drama.

"Excuse me." He is polite and gentle too.

"Yes?" Retta smiled sweetly at him.

"Do you need anything?" he continued, be friendly.

"Eum .. I saw the paper stuck outside. Is it true that this shop is looking for employees?"

Retta lost her smile on purpose. "can't. There's been both of us working here, we just forgot to pull out the paper" he lied.

"Oh, so, huh?"

"Yes, please leave if you don't want to buy something." Zaim nudged Retta's arm and shook her head as if to say, "It can't be like that".

"Eum .. but in the written paper is looking for permanent employees. You're wearing school uniforms, so I think you're just part-time workers."

"It's just a style, we're finished school, really." Zaim was almost made to laugh by Retta acting like that.

"Ohh. Alright." When he turned around, Mr. Bread walked out of the room. They remembered the words of the man who was always watching them.

"What are you guys doing?" This question is clearly addressed to Retta and Zaim. The intimidating tone of Mr. Bread's voice made them only speechless.

"Eum .. I wanted to apply for a job, but they said they couldn't. So ...." This girl was scared too.

"Still in School?" ask Mr. Bread to the girl.

"No, I'm done. I'm eighteen years old," she replied nimblely.

"Come in! We did the interview," said Mr. Bread, and the girl was happy to hear it. While Retta and Zaim can only resign on the spot.

With an uneasy look, he passed the two part-time workers towards Mr. Bread. He smiled cheerfully looking at the middle-aged man before him and looked extremely enthusiastic.

The interview begins.

Memory Shop's.