Why We Married?

Who's He?

"Why did you get so battered like this. Did you also intentionally make me unable to sleep at night!!" I grumbled while cleaning up the wounds that were on Shin's body.

"Oi, there are people who are deliberately battered!" The reply.

"Whisper!" Pekik Mia.

"You are noisy, you crazy woman!" Reply Shin threw it with a bandage.

Mia melata approached me and linked her arms around my neck.

"Hey mountain ghost, I'm hungry!" He said, "what is there to eat in your old hut!!" Mia was in my body.

"Huhhhhh..!" I took a breath as I moved from before them. "Wait here. There may still be leftover curry rice in the kitchen!"

Mia looked at Shin with a cynical look then approached him.

"Master. Who are you!" She nudged Shin's shoulder. "Do you also live on this mountain!?" Mia interrupted him while I was in the kitchen.

"I'm your brother, goddamn it!" Reply Shin.

"sorry. I don't have a sister!" Answer Mia.

"God. You drink how much. You don't love your life if a bad guy takes this chance and sells your internal organs!"

"Who are you. Do we know each other!" Mia answered more annoying.

I came out of the kitchen and brought two dishes of curry rice and served them both.

"Itadjustable!" Say both of them and eat food.

I looked at the two of them with a horrified look. Slept in my cynical mind wanting to throw them away and live alone, but I couldn't do it because it was too dear.

"The two of you are indeed descendants of campang children. Time for 4 nights in a row I have to take care of you like this!!" My gertutuku looked at those who did not eat for days.

"Don't say much about you mountain devil. You have no pity to see people lost like I'm starving in the cold mountains!" Mia's still drunk.

"Stop yelling. Your rice is splashing in my face!!" Shin Protest.

"I'm going crazy!" I said as I moved from before them.

"Where are you going?" Ask Shin.

"Sleep!" My answer.

"Then who's gonna take care of all this!" He was still fretting over the mess Mia had made.

"Niichan takes care of it!" My answer.

*bang.

Brainskk.....

I closed the door of my room and immediately threw myself down in a face down position.

"I can finally sleep!" I muttered while closing my eyes.

"Agggghhhh......"

But only 2 minutes I was closed, there was another rowdy sound coming from the two bastards.

Braakk...

I kicked at my bedroom door with emotion while glazed over my waist.

"Bangs*t shit, what are you guys fussing about in the middle instead of this?" My yelling.

I saw that Mia was pulling Shin's head like forcing her head out of her body.

"Sada, Sada. Help me Sada, I'm the basic As*, crazy lady!" Said Shin while cursing.

"I know that your cracked head can be removed and then put on again. You think I don't know, you underestimate me!!" Reply Mia added Meng-syinting.

I came and separated the two of them.

Until the morning, I stopped sleeping.

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"Good morning, son Sada!" Greet the vegetable sellers mothers.

"Good morning!" I answered while bowing back to them all.

"You why. Have you been sleeping less lately. Your eyes are swollen!?" Ibuk vegetable pickling kepo.

"I'm just sleep-deprived because I've been hearing dog howls lately!" My reply.

"really. Why not just call the animal handlers. It's not that such a thing is so disturbing!!" Reply them.

I nodded with a wry smile.well, That dog is my two brothers who are at home.

"Where's Shin. He didn't come with you today!?" Ask them again.

"Ahh.no. she's dying at home!!" My answer.

"He's very sick!" Reply relax.

"Hhh..!!" The mothers are sorry.

"So Sada!!" Call 'em. "This just take this pickled turnip. Until my salutation to your brother. He helped me out that day!!" Mother seller pickled vegetables give me setoples pickled radish.

"Ahh.thank you very much!" I accept it with pleasure.

"Son's sake!" Suddenly the vegetable seller's mother also approached me. "Here, bring this vegetable. Your brother helps me a lot too. Tell your brother to eat a lot of vegetables to get well quickly!!" My vegetable mama gave me a basket of fresh vegetables.

"Thank you. Thanks so much!!" I accepted it all without further ado.

Shortly after, I was immediately attacked by mothers in this market.

"This is also accept. Shin said he likes dried mackerel fish. Just bring everything, give my regards to Shin!!" Say the mother of a salt fish seller.

"Please bring this too. Make chicken soup for her later!!" Say Mother selling chicken cut.

"So. I heard shin is sick. Please give this potion to him to heal quickly. Drink 3x a day. Don't forget!!" Said the mother of a strong herbal medicine seller.

"Sada.this.."

"Son, give this too.."

"So, I heard Shin is sick, please give me this.."

"Don't give this to Shin.."

I'm dumbfounded. In a moment, the prestige of Shin who was very loved by market mothers made me a grab for a love letter for the flat man.

"Geez please step aside. Take this fresh fruit. Give it to Shin. May he recover soon!!"

I nodded my head in resignation and received all their love for Shin who was lazily at home. Apparently, a good person who does not ask for anything in return other than just helping others is a person who is very unwilling to die.

"Bad brat Shin. It could be that she is popular among mothers!!" My gertutuku while carrying this pile of food using a bicycle, even so many of my luggage. I had to walk and take the bike home.

But on a climb, suddenly the basket rope that I tied was released by itself because it could not withstand the load, he said, so that foodstuffs in the form of fruits and pickled horseradish setoples fell and rolled to and fro.

"Hhh.no!" I said as I parked my bike and ran after my scattered luggage.

The brothers around the place laughed at me with a frenzy, they pointed to me who had trouble picking up fruits that were as good as rolling down the hill.

I picked up one-on-one peaches and apples that fell on the ground and put them on my shirt with great difficulty.

Damn it. Nobody helped me, they even laughed at me.

But just a few steps, my hand wants to pick up another fruit. Suddenly someone stood in front of me and gave me the rest of the fallen fruit while carrying a pickled horseradish setoples.

Suddenly the bastard brothers stopped laughing, and turned their faces away enjoying his idle event.

"Oh..!" I raised my head and slowly stood up to take it."Thanks!!" I said as I took three peaches out of his hand and put them in my shirt.

A young man, his age was roughly below me, his face was handsome like an idol, his appearance was casual but seemed neat, then all the items he was wearing were expensive items. And apparently, she's not from this place because I've never seen a child like her before.

I asked him to give me the pickled setoples, but he was strangely silent.

He didn't react, he looked at me with a strange look like someone who knew me for a long time.

It was all the more confusing when all of a sudden, there was no wind, there was no storm, she was crying for no reason in front of me.

I'm dumbfounded. Within seconds of those moments, my body froze and there was an uncomfortable feeling I could not explain.

I don't know what's going on, but it's deep in my subconscious. I seem to know him well even though I don't know who this man is. I miss him even though I don't understand.

Slowly the young man raised his hand like he wanted to touch my face, but just raising his hand up, he stopped in the middle.

"There!" Call someone behind me.

The man and I turned to the direction of the voice. And he hurriedly wiped his tears and lowered his hands.

"Gapain are you here?" Ichiro Sakusa asked, one of Shin's friends who knew me.

Ichiro is rather somplak, his speech is haphazard, somewhat doubtful, and his mind is retarded, his body is big like a samson, his muscles bulging because of sports enthusiast. Sometimes Mia made Ichiro a pelvic coolie who helped Shin fix this in our house.

Ichiro looked at the child with a cynical look and approached before him like someone looking for trouble.

"woi, you who?" Ichiro asked in a bluffing tone.

I watched the two of them tensely. But, despite being snapped by Ichiro with his martial attitude. This child was silent and looked at Ichiro coldly, with almost no expression.

"Oi kampang's. If the people answer. What kid are you!?" Ichiro added to be, because in addition to the handyman looking for trouble. Ichiro is known as someone who is not afraid to die.

The boy was silent. A moment later, he turned to ignore Ichiro and walked closer towards me. He thrust the pickled setoples of the radish at me, then bowed in greeting to me and Ichiro. And just walking away left us both.

Ichiro and I looked at each other at the sight. Because all this time I had never encountered such a child who was not bothered by Ichiro's attitude, and ignored him like the wind.

"Do you know who he is?" Ichiro asked looking at the back of the boy who was walking away from before us.

I'm shaking. "No!" I said, but my gaze did not turn the slightest away from the child's steps. "I don't know!"