The Secret With Bad Boy

Mini Markets

Out of the house at night, it was not as scary as imagined. At the very least, Kinanti can look for a fresh breeze by taking a walk. It is true that Lukman said that in this area, the streets are always crowded until night. As of today, there are still many vehicles passing through the streets. Overtaking vehicles to each other, including the angkot in the Kinanti.

“Stop in front yes sir.” Pinta Kinanti, when the dominant red color of the mini market building is seen in plain sight.

Angkotpun pulled over, Kinanti immediately went down and gave some money to the driver.

In the mini market parking area, Kinanti saw a black sports motorcycle that was familiar to her. Kinanti recalled exactly the license plate, the same number plate as the motor number plate he saw when it jammed and when it almost collided.

“It looks like he's also here.” Kinanti Gumam. He wondered who the owner of this bike really was.

“Goodnight,” greet mini market employees when Kinanti opens the door.

Kinanti only smiled slightly to return the greeting.

He saw the cashier transacting with a giver who bought some food. There are instant noodles in the cup, as well as bread and mineral water.

Kinanti did not really care what happened at the cashier, after all he did not recognize the man in the hat. He went straight to the sugar and tea rack, and bought some other things.

“Payment want to use debit kak?” the cashier's voice was clear.

“Iya.” sahut the man.

Kinanti immediately turned her head because it felt like her voice was not foreign.

He picked up what he needed and lined up behind the man.

“Sorry sis, it looks like the debit card is blocked. Is there another card?” ask the cashier to the man.

“Try to make sure again, this morning I use still can.” Pinta the man.

Hearing his long words, it felt like Kinanti was sure that she knew the voice of the man.

“Already brother, it looks like this.” The cashier shows the display that appears on the EDC screen.

The man did not stop. He took out some of his other debit and credit cards, tried them several times but the conditions were the same, blocked.

“There's cash, brother? Only thirty-eight thousand rupiah.” Cashier.

"I'll find it first." He reached into some pockets to find cash, but his pocket was empty.

The man was already upset, he put all his debit and credit cards into the wallet in a hurry until his wallet fell.

The wallet was lying on the floor and Kinanti could see the male identification.

“Astka Yudhistira.” A familiar name for Kinanti.

“Where are you, what is it to buy?” the cashier asked again, because the transaction was too long.

“So.” Kinanti went forward, aligned Kala, then gave him a piece of money in blue.

Kala and the cashier both turned to Kinanti who offered money.

“He's my friend, often forget to bring cash.” Say the Kinnanti calmly.

“Oh, good brother.” The cashier immediately took over a piece of money in Kinanti's hand. Completed the transaction but then Kala even went first and did not bring the groceries that had been paid.

Kala did not know. He still left Kinanti who was still at the cashier.

“My have sis. How much?” it's so rushed.

“ Twenty-six thousand feet.” Say that cashier.

Kinanti added money from the rest of the change and immediately left the mini market cashier confused.

“Kala, jerk!” again Kinanti called.

He got on his bike and wore a helmet. But as Kala was about to leave, Kinanti immediately stood in front of Kala's bike.

“Why go, I already paid your groceries.” Said Kinanti as she spread her hand out.

Kala did not reply, he did not like the way Kinanti who pretentiously came and paid for his groceries. He turned on his motor and deliberately turned on the head lamp to highlight Kinanti's face, making the sweet face clearly visible.

Kinanti closed her eyes, Kala's light was too dazzling.

“I don't need your help.” Said Kala with annoyance.

“Kala, don't get me wrong.” Kinanti immediately moved closer to Kala. He also held onto Kala's arm so as not to leave.

“I helped you not mean to belittle you. I helped you as a friend.” Persuade Kinanti.

“Friends?” kala asked as she stared fixedly at Kinanti's eyes.

“Yes, we're one school. Doesn't that mean we're friends?” Quintessentially asked.

“You're too far-fetched. Not everyone wants to be friends with you.” Kilah Kala's. He shook the hand of Kinanti who was holding it.

Kinanti bowed lethargic get rejection from Kala. He only intended well. But not everyone can be treated like the one in Kinanti's mind.

“Please accept this, at least as my apology for yelling at you.” With her delicate voice Kinanti remained pushy. He looked at Kala closely.

Kala desperately wanted to refuse, but then her empty gut noise rang, “Gruk.”

Whether Kinanti heard it or not, it was clear she was thrusting back the crackle in her hand.

Finally, Kala could only exhale his coarse breath and take over the friction in Kinanti's hands. Seeing what Kala was doing, Kinanti also smiled slightly.

When getting off the bike, take off the helmet and sit in front of the mini market and look at the contents of the friction in front of him.

“I go first. See you at school.” Pamit Kinanti's. He felt that Kala did not want to be accompanied.

When not chiming, he just bowed and occasionally turned to the other direction.

Kinanti also chose to leave. He stopped the angkot on the side of the road. He did not look again at Kala, but Kala was the one who was currently looking at the departure of Kinanti. He thought to himself, does Kinanti know that he is very hungry?

Akh, if Yudhishthira had not blocked all of his banking accounts, he might not have had to accept Kinanti's help.

After Kinanti completely left, Kala went back into the mini market to take hot water and brew instant Noodles in a cup. He waited patiently for the noodles to soften and cool. After that, he ate noodles and bread voraciously, as if he had not found food all day.

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