The Memory Shop

Memory Shop: Unforgettable

Strange, awkward, unusual, that's all that can describe Retta's feelings. Looking at his friend like this, he felt that something was not right and that it was on the bread before him.

However, instead of putting on bad prejudices, he was actually made curious and intended to taste it.

Bread expands with a length of 10 cm it floats in the air and enters the cave in charge of processing food before being passed on to another digestive system.

Retta releases the skewer and paper onto the plate without reading the contents of her command. Get ready, huge regrets will come to him.

One bite was taken. Not the dearest person he imagined, but rather the most annoying person he wanted to erase from the world.

Shadows about Retta and her Livei-mantannya-began to appear. The moments where their first meeting to become a girlfriend.

All that is displayed are happy memories and crying scenes as if they never happened, and there are some scenes that Retta said were cut off.

Retta knew she didn't like this, but unexpectedly a clear liquid popped out of her closed eye patch.

Zaim surprised Retta who was already sobbing. Why did Retta suddenly cry while biting her bread? That's what Zaim had in mind.

After thinking longer, he concluded that there was something stuck in his bread.

He thought he was crying just because he suddenly remembered his mother, apparently the bread was the cause.

Just deserve.

It all felt unreal until Zaim thought it was just an ordinary fantasy that appeared suddenly because he missed his mother. However, it turned out that was the effect of this bread miracle.

"Bread is magic."

He had seen something like this before in a drama or movie. It was the first time he had felt it in the real world.

Then Zaim began to think if they live in the world of comics? Or even a novel? All the things about fantasy life instantly crossed his mind.

Retta is awakened when her bread has been digested by the throat. He hates this, a heart that still slightly likes his ex-girlfriend.

Like a cloud that does not stop releasing rain because it holds a lot of water, such is the condition of the neutrals Alvaretta Laiz who can not stop crying because of heartache makes a lot of fluid continues to be blocked in the bottom of her eyes.

"You're all right? Who's in your memory?" ask Zaim worriedly. Because, he who remembers his memories with his mother alone does not cry that badly.

"Livei." Her crying was getting broken considering the person whose name she mentioned had cheated on her.

"What's she doing?" Zaim regretted, he wanted to feel like he stuck the forehead of the girl in front of him until he realized.

"You still like him?" he explained after understanding that there was nothing more that Retta needed to explain. Everything clear.

Zaim simply exhaled in frustration then pushed his hair from his forehead back. He stood up and sat down on the chair beside the girl then rubbed her back.

"We're going home, yuk!" Zaim grasped Retta's arm and led her to his feet. Now, he no longer cared about the miracle of the bread.

They each returned to their homes. However, it seemed like their thoughts were still left behind in the cake shop.

Zaim who is not focused on learning and Retta who can not eat calmly.

"Zaim, let's eat!" The younger and more deserving woman was called 'auntie' rather than 'Mother' after being given permission to enter the room by Zaim.

Not wanting to say much, Zaim tidied his book and pen to the end of the table. He got up from the chair and walked along with the 'Stepmother' to the dining table.

The most delicious meal her stepmother prepared was here. Zaim who initially did not intend to eat so tasteful.

He sat down and ate with his mother and father who had been at the table. She was an only child, so you could say she was lonely before meeting her current best friend.

"You're at school all right, right?" chirps the Father.

"Yes, Pah!" Zaim smiled faintly at his father before returning to his food.

"Zaim is a good boy. He's not gonna make trouble at school." Mother blurs.

There was nothing fake about Zaim's stepmother, she knew it from the beginning. His mother loved him from the first day they met until now.

When the birth mother died, Zaim did not need a surrogate mother at all and hoped that his father would not marry again. But this is the end.

As a result, the man was forced to accept everything.

He did not hate his stepmother or his father, only he did not like the destiny that had been outlined for him.

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Retta doesn't know how to adjust her sleeping position. Slanted, wrong. Spoken, wrong. Snoring, wrong. He tried everything to get into the world of his dreams. However, failed.

Huh, her mind kept drifting thinking about the bread and the memory of Livei. This is all unintentional, which is what causes it to be hard to sleep.

"Anyways, I have to go back to that cake shop and eat some more bread."

Retta rounded up her resolve.

The next day after school, Retta and Zaim return to visit the cake shop. There was a slight change in the front.

'Seeking permanent workers. Interested ones please enter the store and conduct an interview.' It was on paper they found on the right wall of the shop.

Deciding not to care, they entered and immediately met Bread at the cashier's place.

"We're going to eat the bread yesterday!" Retta starts the discussion.

"Okay, please sit down!"

Retta and Zaim obeyed and waited for their bread to be taken. Not yet had the tray of bread reach the table, the two lovebirds immediately seized it.

However, unlike yesterday, the bread did not bring out its wonders.

There is nothing wrong and different from the bread according to them, but why did it become like this?

"Sir Bread!" call Zaim.

"The bread cannot be eaten twice" the man said lightly as if knowing the reaction and questions to be issued.

"meaning?" Varetta was confused by Mr. Bread's ambiguous sentence.

"You won't be able to feel the effects."

Varetta's connected, so is Zaim. They understood the meaning, so the bread could not be eaten a second time with the same effect.

They can go back to eating the bread, but there will be no more effects.

"Why? How, can that be?" retta protest is upset. The effects of regret are beginning to show.

"That's the rule."

There's nothing more to do now. However, they insist on finding a way to regain the effect.

"How can we get the effect back?" If Zaim intervenes, it means he has a purpose behind it.

"Nothing." Mr. Bread just replies casually as sweet as any interlocutor.

"Oh come on, there must be a way," urged Retta.

"Nothing."

That was the last sentence spoken before Mr. Bread went back to the back to put the empty tray.

"Oh yeah, you didn't pay yesterday." In the midst of the confusion of the two students, an unresolved problem arises. They immediately remembered yesterday coming home after eating bread.

Zaim exhaled and then went to the cashier's desk to pay. Mr. Bread has been on standby to receive money he didn't get yesterday.

"How come?" Zaim asked after giving the money.

"Not knowing."

Zaim lowered his head and turned around with the intention of taking Retta home because there was no point in staying here.

However, something shocking pierced through the innermost part of his ear.

"I want a part-time job here!"

Memory Shop's.