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Sell Memory

"I used to get bored, just like a doll at home. I don't want to fight, but the heart is in revolt. Now I don't know what it is to be bored sir, just know in life to have to fight. Struggling from Master's most important disorder," Anitha said with a sweet laugh. But at the beginning of Anitha's sentence, master Nan had seen Anitha's gloomy aura.

"Ohhh ..." That's all Mr. Nan could say.

"I live in a race with time, as if a sprint race or sometimes a marathon with that time. Although I sometimes feel short of breath chasing after him, it turns out just walking regularly hehehe ..." said Anitha joking and laughing again. Tuan Nan was silent as if it was difficult to interpret Anitha's words, and saw Anitha laughing in the void.

"Master eat first, later the dish becomes cold," he said sincerely.

"Yes," replied master Nan briefly. Anitha sometimes wondered what had happened to her master. Sometimes his words become shorter and his tone has no desire to argue as he always does to attack.

"Okay, I'm with you. Eat it, sir want a little or a lot?" Anitha took the plate and scooped up the rice and side dishes. This way even though his master knows there is certainly no taste in Anitha's heart, he cannot deny his heart can pound sweetly.

"A little bit, just add in the side dishes," replied master Nan softly.

"Eat the Master" said Anitha softly. But with no other feeling in the heart.

"I'm sorry" said Mr. Nan. He was still holding the spoon without any intention of starting a meal.

"What's it for, sir?" tanya Anitha did not understand where her master meant.

"I've been unkind to you. It all happened because I was so upset with Allea. I vented on the woman he was carrying and just wanted to take her with me" said Mr. Nan earnestly.

But Anitha could not believe it just like that. Like there was a sensor in his body to coat his heart so as not to fall into his master's trap. But he replied, "I'm not a problem, sir!" anitha.

Master Nan just silently looked at Anitha, he just wanted to observe and dive into Anitha's eyeballs that looked pitch-black. It was as if her eyeballs were covering Anitha's heart full of mist.

"Didn't you see me all day so miss me so much?" joke Anitha.

"What should I miss about you?" asked mister Nan back full of ridicule.

"I'm beautiful and I am also smart" Anitha said confidently.

"Hahahah .. You are beautiful and smart but you are numbness!"

"Who says I'm numb, if numb it's impossible to be hurt when my dwarf master's a doll woman!"

"Hahaha so you were hurt when you I said so?"

"According to Mister?"

"What did you catch me saying that?"

"You say I can't do anything Sir, just like a doll that can only be silent."

"That's just your feeling, but how can a heart that has no feeling feel?" mock master Nan again.

"Master don't distract me by saying I don't have a taste or what's the name, '" Anitha replied.

"I said doll woman, not because you can't do anything," explained master Nan slightly lying.

"Then?" ask Anitha.

"It's because you're my wife's man and you happen to be beautiful like a doll" said Mr. Nan honestly. Only he had time to suspect Anitha could not do anything.

Anitha was silent. Mr. Nan decided to eat the dish before it came back cold. Anitha was still watching her master. Mr. Nan though not focusing on Anitha's face, he knew Anitha was watching closely.

"Ufff what else is on this woman's mind. I can't ignore my curiosity," Inner master Nan put food into his mouth and chewed slowly.

Anitha did not waste face as her master looked into her eyes deeply. "What's wrong? Am I so beautiful to your ex-husband?" said Mr. Nan deliberately offended Anitha's past that he wanted to know.

Anitha did not respond to her master's remarks which she considered to be satire. But it is undeniable, the beautiful eyeball, looks so dark by Mr. Nan. Mr. Nan was again stunned to see the scene in front of him.

"Am I right?" urged Mr. Nan, even though he knew Anitha's reaction was not good. He wanted to urge Anitha to the threshold of Anitha's patience.

Want him to expel happy memories or painful memories.But unfortunately the past was so attached to the small brain Anitha. It was as if the memory could not be erased and became a virus for other memories in his brain. Anitha hated him so much.

"Do we need to exchange ideas for our past?" bargain mister Nan who can already predict Anitha's answer. Just wanted to make sure what he was guessing was right.

"Nothing to discuss for the past Master! The past is just the past, it won't be the present what's the future!" press Anitha. As expected of Mr. Nan, Anitha would refuse if asked blatantly.

"Well, how about I offer you a business?" lure mister Nan lightly joking.

"What business, sir? Don't be dirty business!" anitha's mockery that made master Nan just smile.

"Business buying and selling."

"Buy what? Sell-buy slavery or pretty girls?"

"You are beautiful but your mind is dirty just like me!" Master Nan praised and dropped Anitha together.

"What business, sir?"

"Sell your past memories, I'll buy them and it can be a field of money for you. That way your past is not wasted, it produces," said Mr. Nan silly.

Anitha was silent. It was like he was thinking something. Then the silliness of Mr. Nan was welcomed by Anitha. "It's good if you want! Can add nominal in my account that almost died," said Anitha seriously.

Mr. Nan was really flabbergasted to hear that. "Are you serious?" ask mister Nan stupidest. Now the word serious is he who says.

"I'm serious, didn't you suggest. Why do you doubt? Are you afraid I'm asking you for a fantastic price?" asked Anitha getting crazier heard by master Nan.

"You think I'm afraid of the price you're offering?" Mr. Nan's trifling tone felt lumpy.

"Then why did you ask my seriousness?" Anitha knitted her brows feeling puzzled by master Nan's intent.

"You're still normal?" ask Mr. Nansen. Inevitably asked Anitha's brain normalcy.

"Please sir, what kind of mental illness do you think I am?"

"Are you sure you're not mentally ill?" ask than Nan back.

"I don't think I'm mentally ill sir." Anitha's smile rose on her lips.

"But you're going to sell if I want your past memory?" asked mister Nan to be crazy.

"Of course, if we agree with the price," Anitha said sounding horror in master Nan's ears.

Mister Nan looked at Anitha with a probing. He almost followed crazy seeing the seriousness of Anitha. Was it true that he was willing to sell his memories, at least that sentence that crossed the mind of master Nan.

"What's the normal name for a person to sell his past memories?" said master Nan astonished.

"Haha ... The abnormal master first by giving me an idea. For me it makes sense also if the memory I make money, rather than the futile path of my life. If I make a novel though it does not necessarily produce as much as you give," said Anitha laughed with satisfaction.

"Is there money in your head, money and money?"

"Master's right! MONEY is the source of everything for me now!" Anitha said so seriously and clearly.

"Is that what you think is most valuable?"

Is there anything more valuable than money according to you?" ask Anitha anyway. Mr. Nan asked Anitha to ask back.

"There's." Mr. Nan replied confidently.

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