The Sweetest Feeling's

Market Part 2

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"Sir, I can't bring lunch this week. Is it okay? I've done a lot of this." Nania sends a message to Daryl.

Then the man immediately made a phone call.

"Why?" He asked from across there.

"You've been told I have a lot of work." Nania answered.

"Aren't there a lot of people? What the hell is their job?" Daryl grumbled in annoyance.

"There is already a lot to be prepared for Mr. Darren's wedding. Not to mention the day after the party at the mansion right? How many people gathered there?"

"I don't know, maybe 50 or a hundred?"

"No, a lot? All the food took it from here."

"So you busy this week?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Couldn't really eat for a while?"

"Can't."

"I can't go there either, I have to get a lot done."

"Yes, that's why. Or do you want to use an online motorcycle? Let's spit."

"Wait on! No need. I told Regan to, she's there. You just prepare the food." said Daryl.

"Regan?"

"Yes. My people."

"Hm …."

Then about an hour later a man walked into the store.

"Excuse me? I'm gonna take Mr Daryl's order?" He's getting close to the pantry.

"With Regan?" Nania appears and puts a tote bag on the pantry table.

"Yes, I'm alone."

Nania frowned. Seems like he's seen this guy around? 

Wasn't he the one in front every night? Inner remembers.

"Excuse me." The man came out immediately.

"Since when do we have couriers?" Ardi approached and he stared at Nania's gaze.

"Great cool is the courier?" Nindy.

"I think I've seen him around a lot?" Nania was still standing there.

"Times?"

"Yes. Sometimes back and forth. Sometimes it's in his car." The girl looked at the passing car.

"Then, you ah!" Then Nindy and Ardi returned to their jobs.

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"Don't come here ah, I want a break!" The phone call came back as Nania was about to go to bed.

The clock had shown ten o'clock in the evening but the man had not finished the conversation.

"But we haven't seen each other in three days. Don't you miss me?" The man laughed.

"I don't miss. I have a lot of work."

"Hm …." Daryl sounded mumbling.

"If you keep in mind later want to meet." he continued, then Nania giggled amusedly.

"Well to meet, is it hard?"

"Don't be too late, what else are the nights. Danger."

"What danger?"

"If you are often alone especially at night, the three will be demons." Nania laughed, as did Daryl.

"Later Eragon has a fever, sir." The girl covered her mouth with her hand so that her laughter would not be heard when recalling their last togetherness tigs last night.

"Ah, yes. He was in a snobbish fashion right now. Haha." The man chuckled.

"Don't you? What's arrogant?"

"Not continue to see you."

"Did you?"

"Stop it! Don't talk about it."

"Makanya, the nelfon. Don't be a bit of a nelfon, a little bit of a nelfon?"

"But I miss you. Every day it feels like coming to the store."

"Don't, I'll cuekin. I have a lot of work. Beresin all sorts, make the same stock for a party menu."

"My husband is really busy?"

"Hu 'um. But it will be after the wedding Mr. Darren is not. Normal again."

"But a week is long." Daryl sounded Frustrated.

"Don't remember, it won't work. Know it all right."

"Why is it that when I talk to you I feel like I'm talking to a kindergarten teacher?"

"Times?"

"I feel like the Zen you're advising?"

"Where is Zen so big Father? Like some ngaco?"

"Hey, we're dating, not the boss. So, can you stop calling me Father?" daryl protested for the first time.

"Can't." And Nania answered immediately.

"Why can't it?"

"It's habit."

"Huh, your lover called you Father? Not romantic!" He grumbled again, but made Nania laugh.

"Your laughter sounds fun. I'm getting homesick."

"Belg .. lebay!" And the girl still laughed.

"Sir, is that okay? I'm going to bed. We have to go to the market tomorrow." Nania spoke again.

"To the market again? Why?"

"There are many materials to buy. The day after the party in the big house."

"What many?"

"Lumayan. Maybe yesterday. Plus the store stock, too."

"Who to go with?"

"So, I made the same agreement with Ardi."

"Ardi again!"

"Why? Let's not be alone."

"Don't go with Ardi" said Daryl.

"Who? Nindy's? I didn't make a deal with Nindy."

"I'm just."

"No need, pity." refused Nania.

"Pity why?"

"Let's get tired of yesterday."

"Not going to."

"Seriously, shopping around the market is tired."

"Tomorrow won't, I promise."

"Tell me, same Ardi. It's normal."

"No, tomorrow I come. Just hang. Three o'clock in the morning, right? Don't leave before I come?"

"No, it's not good to see it."

"If it's not good for cats." Daryl laughs.

"Can you say that, sir?"

"Your contagion." The man laughed again.

"Hm …."

"Yes already, sana sleeping. You'll be late for the market."

"Yes already."

Then the conversation ended.

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Nania shook her head with a smile when she found the man who was already standing near her car at three in the morning.

"I told you it wasn't okay, it was Ardi." Nania approaching.

"I told you I'm coming too." Daryl answered.

"Capek knows?"

"My job is tired too."

"Where's the morning, too, right?"

"Hm …."

"Why does maksa?"

"Who did you forget? I'm a laborer."

"Hm …." Nania threesome.

"Come, go quickly mumpung still morning?" The man opened the car door for her.

"Wait, Ardi hasn't come yet." The girl stared at her mobile screen which showed three o'clock ten.

"Let someone help me bring some groceries."

"Not to."

"Aren't you tired?"

"Not going to."

"Later most mengeeluarin money to pay kang pelvis?"

"No. I brought people." Daryl looked back where there were three men waiting near another car.

"Huh?" Naia followed his gaze.

"No need for Ardi, no need for a pelvic floor. Because they're gonna do it." The man with his trademark grin.

Nania looked at the man.

"Free?" ask her.

"Yes." Yeah."

"No need to pay a pelvis?"

"No, I told you they would do it. You just shop and they bring. So this time you don't have to send me to the crackers anymore." They laugh.

"Well, let's go?" Then they both got into the car.

"What are they?" Nania looked back as the car she was riding drove by.

"Let's in the car by yourself." And it was true, another car followed behind.

"Think of carrying a bodyguard?"

"Yes, just think of it. Haha." Daryl laughs.

It didn't take long for them to arrive in front of the market. The same place where they shopped just like a few days before.

It's the same. Bright and of course crowded. People are starting to crumble and they are doing the same.

Some goods have been obtained and Nania continues to continue her shopping activities. While the items were handed over to the three men who followed. Of course, it is quite attention-grabbing when a girl shopping so early followed by four men.

Fish, meat and vegetables became the first thing he bought, and were immediately transported to the parking lot where the car was located, while the shopping continued.

And fruits are also other things that follow so that the activity can be completed faster than usual. While Daryl continues to follow him wherever Nania goes.

"Don't you want that?" Nania stopped in front of the street food market.

Traditional cakes are neatly lined and in various forms.

"What's that?"

"food."

"I know it's food."

"Want? Ever tried something like this?" Nania picked up a small container made of clear mica that contained a green round-shaped food with a sprinkling of coconut grater on its surface.

"I don't remember, I don't think so? Or maybe forget. Is this his name?"

"It's klepon. Traditional food, but it tastes good."

"Sugary?"

"Yes, I'm like me."

Daryl chuckled while rubbing the top of his head.

"If this?" Then he pointed to something else.

"There's dodol, pia, bagelen, ... a lot."

"Oo I know that, I've heard. Maybe you ate too but forgot." said Daryl.

"Ah, do you mostly eat French fries like this pizza?" Nania mutters.

"What?"

"No, hahaha."

Then Nania bought some food containers that she pointed at.

"Wanna try?" The girl gave Daryl one of her klepon. And he immediately devoured it in one mouthful directly from Nania's hand.

There was a savory and gentle sensation from the outside batter, then a sweet taste appeared when he chewed it. And this tastes good.

"You're right!" said.

"What?"

"Sweet as you." He whispered, making Nania's cheeks blush instantly.

And the two were so along the way from the crowded market hallway that they finally arrived at the parking area. No one did not notice especially the three men who followed them behind. Who both turned their eyes when they heard the conversation of the two people.

This guy seems to be crazy!

"You want? It's delicious." Daryl offered it to them. 

And Nania immediately offered the three traditional food containers, but Dayl immediately held them.

"Not much" he said.

"Will it be three?"

"One pack is enough. Is it six? They got two, right?" answer Daryl.

"Who do you buy this for?" Nania looked at isis kresek in her hand.

"Yes to me." They arrived at the car park.

"Not most?"

"No."

The girl was stunned.

"Eh, is the yellow rice man at this hour already on sale?" Daryl looked at his watch which pointed to the number five.

"Udah, why?"

"Come, are we going there again? You too!" Daryl pulls the girl followed by the other three men. And he still remembers his place.

A heavy wagon stalls a tent with a wooden table and some plastic chairs, some of them wooden chairs have just opened. And his trader who was a middle-aged couple immediately welcomed.

"I want yellow rice" he told Nania.

"What do you want? Just order!" then he turned to the morning bodyguard as a carrier of groceries sitting quietly.

"I feel like taking Kindergarten for a walk." Nania muttered, then she ordered some food.

Daryl devoured his food excitedly and cheerfully, while the three men sitting behind looked at each other. Feeling weird about that one boss.

"It feels like sahur again, the dawn has eaten?" Nania took a sip of her hot tea after their meal was over.

"Yes, just think of it. Haha." Daryl laughs.

"Don't you want to add? Yesterday the day after tomorrow almost added that we are not bad luck?"

"Looks not. We have a lot of food, right?" The man glanced at the black crackle containing market hawker.

"Many, it's safe for a father."

"Yes already."

"Dad like yellow rice?" Nania noticed her voracious way of eating.

"Like. It's delicious."

"Hmm ... Addicted yes?"

Daryl laughs.

"I remember now. In the past, if you go to Bandung grandma ever made rice like this. But it's a big cone. Around him there are many dishes. And it tastes good."

"Tumpeng rice?"

"Oh, different names?"

"The same name is yellow rice. But that's what he calls tumpeng rice. Make it if there's a salutation."

"It was before I went to Russia if it wasn't wrong." Daryl remembered.

"What money?" Nania was enthusiastic to hear the man tell her a story.

"Around third grade or fourth grade SD?"

"What do Russians want?"

"Move school."

"Why move?"

Daryl's stunned.

"It's just family tradition" he replied, and he fed his last rice.

"All the families are in Russian schools?" Nania asked.

"Yes. Kak Dygta graduated from High School there. Brother Dim from Junior High School, and me and Darren since Elementary School."

"And you've only been home these years?"

"Yeah."

"Payments."

"Why?"

"Yes like a stranger."

"Haha." The man laughed again.

"Udah yet? We go home yuk?" Nania looked at the men nearby.

"It." They answer.

"Wait on! This time I'll pay." Daryl took out a piece of blue money from his wallet.

"It's fitting?" ask Nania.

"Pass, we're five."

"okay." 

Then the girl handed the money to the merchant, and left afterwards.

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Diha ... Is there really a boule of yellow rice ? 😂😂😂