
08.00 am.
Yoke! Yoke! Yoke!
The sound of shoes slurped into the shade at a fast and clear tempo. It doesn't look new, it's very old.
"Relio!" call someone from the opposite direction with a distance of five meters. The boy who looked like Kaillo was closing in on Relio.
And it turns out he really is Kaillo.
"Hi!" kaillo friendly greeting. A thin smile was the only reply his interlocutor could give.
"You're not going to school?" ask Kaillo. The child in front of him was not wearing a school uniform at all.
They are not school friends. However, fate brings them together accidentally somewhere that makes them decide to be friends.
"I ... want to go to the cake shop," he said hesitantly, thinking that Kaillo would be embarrassed to have a friend who had no intention of the School as it seemed.
"I forgot my sister's birthday yesterday" he continued.
"Oh, I bought a cake yesterday. It's for you." Kaillo thrusts the cake in a package that has not been touched anything.
"You bought this cake for me?" tanyanya made sure while receiving the cake sodoran from Kaillo.
"No. I actually bought this cake for myself, but I just remembered that today is your sister's birthday. So, I sentin to give you the cake" explained Kaillo.
Relio received an explanation from the only friend he had that well, then looked down embarrassed. In his heart he felt like a bad brother because he did not remember his own birthday.
"It's even my friend who remembers," his mind was upset.
"Why? You all right? No need to regret it, it was not intentional. Besides Antas must know you're busy working."
Yep, Relio works to meet the needs of his life and his sister because they have no one else.
Also, Relio was a year older than Kaillo because he was already in the first grade of high school. However, since they were friends, so there was no fringe of 'Sister' in his call.
"Yes" said Relio. He smiled meaningfully and then put his hand forward, more precisely the cake that had been given.
"Thank you for giving this cake to me, but I can't take it" he said, then making a frown on Kaillo's forehead.
"Kok, then? Wh why? Don't like it, do you?" Kaillo wanted to know the reason behind it. He felt bad if his friend did not accept his gift for not liking.
Inwardly, Kaillo wonders if what she is currently giving does not meet the requirements of the cake that Relio wants? If so, it means he gives something that is not a good thing. Ah, Kaillo's dizzy.
"It's not. Just ... I want to buy a cake for Antas to use my own money."
Honestly, Kaillo is relieved.
"That's it, yeah." Kaillo was finally able to take back the cake with an unwieldy heart.
"Judek. If so, I'll go to school first. Oh yes, send greetings to Antas, yes. Hopefully his life is longer than yours" Kaillo licked up to melt the atmosphere. Relio just laughed a little.
"Bye!" Kaillo patted Relio's shoulder like a man and walked quickly past him.
Relio continued his stride which had been held back a few minutes to the nearest store. He went into the memory store.
"Welcome to our shop!" greet Retta friendly.
When he sees a child who is almost the same age as Kaillo, Retta becomes alert. However, he still did not forget his duty of being friendly.
"Can anyone help?"
"Eum ... The cake that costs fifty thousand is not there, sister?" he hesitated, afraid of being looked down upon by those who heard.
"There's." Retta pulled out a list of cake menus and showed them to Relio.
"This is list. These are pastries that cost fifty thousand. There is also one underneath." Retta was busy explaining, while Relio was thinking whether his Sister-Antas-would like it or not.
"I bought this one, yeah." The man pointed at one of the cakes and Retta nodded in response.
"Do you want to pack or eat here?"
"In a moment, yeah."
While waiting for the packaging process, Relio circulated his gaze to the shop and accidentally found his sister peering from outside the room.
The boy named Antas who was caught immediately ran away from the store, but not with the nimble movement of the brother who chased and managed to catch him.
"Why run? Brother bought you a cake. Yuk, in!" Relio pulled Antas' hand and took him inside the store.
"Sister, not wrapped. Eat here."
"It turns out they're sisters, huh?" batin Retta, her curiosity was answered.
Now that he understood why the boy always peeked into the store, he wanted to buy cookies but had no money. This is when the desire was successfully achieved, although not the desired cake.
Retta brought the cake, complete with a knife and two dishes. "Please!"
When he turned around, Retta overheard their conversation.
"Sorry, I forgot to buy candles."
"It's okay."
"It's a cheap cake. If you have more money, in the next year you buy better than this."
"This is enough, really. Thanks, Brother."
Almost, Retta's tears fell from the bottom of her eyes. He turned and approached them.
"Son't got a birthday candle that's been made. You want?"
".... Bo-leh," reply Relio.
"In a moment, yeah." Retta turned around to get it.
"What do you want?" Wafaa asked when Retta plucked the candle in question from Mr. Bread's birthday cake yesterday.
"You want to give that to them? Used candles?" Wafaa looked at Retta in disbelief. Retta just kept quiet not budging on the spot realizing her mistake.
Wafaa stood up from her seat after shaking her head at the behavior of the unstable High School boy and took a few steps to check something in the drawer. Be able.
"Love this to them." Wafaa thrust the birthday candle and then published a happy smile on Retta's lips.
"Thank you, Brother!" He smiled meaningfully at Wafaa and was only replied "Hm." by the master.
Retta stepped enthusiastically near the table of the brothers. "Now, I have a new one."
Relio looked up, looking at Retta with an inexplicable expression. Like happy, moved, and sad mixed into one. He took it well and did not forget to say thank you.
"Don't thank me, but that big brother." Retta pointed at Wafaa who glanced at her expressionlessly, then the attention of the girl returned to the starting point, which was the mobile phone.
"Thank you very much, brother!" said Relio let out his gratitude.
The little sister simply fell silent without saying a word from her mouth. He just looked down, I don't know what kept going through his mind.
Wafaa did not reply until Retta replied. He turned around and went back to his place.
A second later, Mr. Bread's door opened. Both hands he used to prop up a tray of ready-to-eat bread. Can be seen from the smoke that billowed on it, the bread had just ripened.
Retta immediately checked their bread storage. Sure enough, Habread's bread stock is up. And incidentally, Mr. Bread carried two on the tray, fitting perfectly with the number of their first customers today.
"Give this to them!" tell Mr. Bread. Retta knows, Mr. Bread will say that. That's why he smiled cheerfully and took over the tray.
Wafaa knew everything, including the miracle of Habread's bread. To be honest, he never fully believed. However, he pretended that his father was the one who spoke.
This is a good time to prove everything.
Memory Shop's.