Thin Differences

Fruit Hand

Daffa who had been shopping for fruit hands noticed the girl who had no interest in the price. Walking behind the girl tailed like a cat asking for food.

The things that the girl touched were all taken away by Daffa who was walking behind her. When Yasna turned her head, she was very surprised by what the young man walking behind her had done earlier.

"What are you doing?" Yasna asked widened her eyes in disbelief.

"Are these not the things you want to buy?" Ask Daffa.

"Your taste is good too." He continued without thinking about what the girl was worried about.

"The price of one shirt here alone I can't afford to pay for it." The girl's whisper was right in Daffa's ear.

"Other than this much." Further again.

"What did you buy yourself?" Yasna asked to see some of the items Daffa had taken that were not cheap.

"Just a few hands for my Mother and My Brothers." Reply to Daffa casually while embracing the girl's shoulder.

The girl widened her eyes of disbelief to the point that Daffa wanted to gain the honesty of what she had just said. He got nothing from there just a sincerity that emanated from that pair of eyes.

"What does your mother like best?" Ask Daffa to go to the shopping mall with Yasna.

"Anything likes." Answer Yasna.

"Favorable you know?" Daffa said with great emphasis.

"You think?" Yasna asked back without answering the young man's question.

"All right, I'll give it to you soon." Daffa.

"What do you know?" Ask Yasna.

"many things. I didn't buy it, it wasn't necessarily acceptable to my dear sister." Daffa said by squeezing the girl's nose.

"It hurts to know." Yasna said as she ran after the young man who had run.

They are like children chasing each other. In public places like that is the concern of many people who pass by.

The girl's feelings warmed up instantly when she heard Daffa call her sister. The girl seemed thirsty with attention towards a brother, especially a sibling.

He never knew about his twin brother. The Mother never told me about it.

About Yasna's twin brother seems to be closed. It was deliberately done to close the possibility that the father will also ask for the life of his son.

There are many assumptions about their relationship. The employees who work in the shophouse are not willing if their boss is close to the girl.

"Huuf." Complain about the girl.

"Why? Tired?" Ask Daffa after approaching the girl sitting in a long chair.

"Come on home." Invite Yasna as the young man now sits beside her.

"That's unpaid groceries." The young man said by pointing at the trolley that contained a wide variety of items.

"Reverse, we ran away." Ask Yasna to whisper in the young man's ear.

"Ngaco, take a thousand steps." Daffa.

"I don't look like that person." Evidently.

The youth stood up and pushed the trolley towards the cashier. Yasna who saw the thing that the young man did was just silently grinning around his waist and shaking his head slowly in disbelief at what the person who was with him was currently doing.

"That much stuff at an exorbitant price. I told you there wasn't that much money in my wallet." Inner Yasna.

Daffa looked back to see the girl still in her place. He went back to Yasna who was languishing because his wallet could not pay for everything.

"So much more to buy?" Ask Daffa when he is in front of Yasna.

"Are you sure about that amount of groceries?" Yasna asked without answering Daffa's question.

"Yes, if you need to go." Daffa said with complete confidence.

"I told you I don't have that kind of money to pay for all that stuff." Yasna lirih.

The young man had known that since then and did not need to be explained to him even he knew. Daffa was eager to prank her by making her at that time.

Seeing the honesty he had shown since, the young man could not say anything. Daffa forced this girl to come with him to the cashier.

The girl was walking in drag like she was going to the cashier. I want him to run away right then and there.

"What are you worried about?" Ask Daffa who realizes the girl's steps are getting heavier.

"Are you deaf?" Yasna asked back without answering the young man's question.

"It's this!" Yasna continued by giving the code through his finger. Swiping between the middle finger with the thumb as usual.

"How much is everything?" Ask Daffa to someone who works at the cashier table after giving all the groceries on the trolley he pushed earlier.

The young man saw Yasna's face intensely after giving all her groceries to the cashier. Anxiety was very visible on the girl's face while her back was already giving off a lot of cold sweat.

"Does my little brother still not believe in his handsome brother?" Daffa asked as he grabbed and tightly grasped the little girl's hand to reassure her.

The girl who had since lowered her head was now trying to raise her head ventured to see a young man who had strengthened himself since yesterday. For the third time he heard the word sister until his heart warmed.

An officer at the cashier tells them the nominal amount of bills they have to pay. The girl could not believe what she had just heard until she looked at the attendant at the cashier.

The young man pulled out a card to pay all the bills for his groceries while Yasna was still focused on staring at the officer. The girl's gaze had now turned to Daffa when she gave the card to the officer.

"It still doesn't believe me, other than being handsome but knowing what you need." Daffa said a little arrogantly.

"Bas with you." Yasna said a little embarrassed.

"Let's go home." Bring Daffa.

"The sun has not yet risen. You're afraid you'll get black." The young man continued by walking towards the parking lot with some bags of his groceries.

"Areally who is this man?" Yasna's Inner.

"There are so many things that amaze me." * next*.

"Don't think much of an old spit." Daffa said when he saw Yasna who was struggling with his own mind.

The girl only smiled for a moment when she saw Daffa putting all his groceries on the back of his bike. Seeing the girl smiling Daffa felt that she had another attraction even though she was a Casanova.

The two of them continued on their way to a village not far away. The young man had a relaxed expression while Yasna was already in an uneasy condition when she was about to meet the Mother.