Denis came out of his room after a long rest, and now that the sky was dark, he realized after looking at the window.Denis cleared his throat, and he felt dryness in his throat. The man walked out of the room. The light in the other room was already on. He could guess that Jose had done everything today.Some clients were supposed to come in, but without explaining his problem to them, Denis just dropped the job. He chuckled, realizing that he managed to disappoint them."I never wanted anything like this to happen," the man muttered as he descended the stairs. He inhaled the aroma of cooking before finding someone still at Racher Art.Yes, Jose was still in this place. He was standing in front of the stove with his apron tied around the front of his body while his hands were busy doing something else."I'm still an angelic human willing to take care of you even though you're a pain in the ass," Jose said, knowing the house owner was watching him near the stairs. He could find Denis
"It turns out that the tattoed man's house is far away," North said as he drove the Vespa along the highway this morning. Although the temperature was quite cold, the sweater made them feel better."Yes, it's far. I'm sorry if I'm always bothering you." Marra is like a lollipop when a large helmet hides her head."Hey. Didn't I say that this friend of yours should also explain the condition of that guy's car? We need each other, Marra.""Alright, I'll shut up now." Marra made a motion to lock her lips."Sure, we'll be there soon, won't we?""He'em."Marra had intended to wait for the public bus when she told North that she was going to Denis' house because she had to return the hoodie she had left at his house. Marra couldn't let a foreign object stay there for long. She would think about it for days.However, North offered to drive Marra to Denis' house, explaining that North wanted to discuss the progress of Denis' Jeep repair after entering his friend's workshop.Marra had refused,
Marra is busy cleaning up the empty tables after all the fish have been sold out today. Whoever has to do it for convenience, the tiredness is relieved as the fish sells well, and she receives her fair share.Meanwhile, the market's protective roofs make a relentless pounding sound, which always happens when it rains. The afternoon looks even more somber because of the rain.The crowds are still visible at every corner, as some vendors have yet to close their stalls. Competition is no longer an unfamiliar situation, depending on how each vendor can gain customers' trust.Marra was almost done. She had put all her money in the sling bag after it had been collected in the apron pocket. Marra untied her hair, smoothing it again before tying it lower.The girl almost jumped when North sprinted towards her."What's going on? Why are you running in the market? Aren't you afraid of slipping because the floor has become so slippery from the raindrops from the leaking roof, huh!" Marra was ann
Two weeks after the strange situation, some things had changed strangely. Still, Marra enjoyed it because not communicating or seeing Denis would not affect the girl's life unless someone robbed her of the money from selling fish.Two weeks of quiet, perhaps. When Denis no longer chatted, called, or came to Marra in front of her. Now and then, the girl tried to guess the situation: was Denis sick?However, her little heart always insisted that everything was fine and there was no problem that she should think about it.Marra enjoyed her everyday life like tonight. She had visited the hospital and filled up Lauren's medicine because it was running out, and the woman could not stay away from her medicines."Take this before you rest," Marra said as she knelt in front of Lauren's wheelchair and helped the woman swallow her medicine. "It's all right, Mom." She laid Lauren on the bed, pulling up the covers before kissing her forehead. "I'll always love you, Mom."A car horn sounded outside
"I noticed that even though that tall man didn't appear in front of my face, he still disturbed my mind. It was as if our knots had tied together." Marra clucked. "This is crazy!"Matthew and Celine had returned about ten minutes ago, and they had seen Lauren's condition, and Celine's admiration for Marra grew. She couldn't believe that the young girl was trying to take care of her sick mother without a father.Marra didn't even know the man's whereabouts; she was reluctant to remember him, and Celine's question left Marra speechless for a long time because she didn't have an answer about her father."Maybe he already has a happy new life." Although she spoke with a flat expression, Celine could emphasize that Marra was very good at taking care of every wound inside her. The girl could show a calm side when the emotional part of her sprung up.Now that the girl was feeling upset because of what Denis had done behind her back, if Matthew and Celine hadn't come and said things, Marra wo
"Why is it suddenly cloudy? Is today's weather forecast wrong?" Jose gazed at the situation outside through the thick glass in the main room of Racher Art, and he was even holding a glass cleaner. "When is the pizza I want coming?""Does pizza fly or walk on its own?" The voice came from a woman beside a tattooed man sitting on a sofa not far from Jose's position. A bottle of wine with three shot glasses, a pack of cigarettes, and a lighter lay on the table surface. The woman lit the cigarette's tip that was already pressed to her lips. "Maybe you should blab to the pizza guy because he's starving you."Jose ruffled his loins at her. "You're right, Bianca. I should scold him until he cries."Bianca smiled as she took a drag from her cigarette and leaned against the broad chest of the black T-shirt clinging to the tattooed man's body. "What are your plans for tonight?""Nothing." Denis lifted the sloka glass filled with a small amount of wine and gulped it down."Then let's meet at the
"Let's finish it, Ma'am. After this, take medicine." Marra was still kneeling in front of the wheelchair occupied by Lauren, her mother.Holding the plate and spoon, she was busy feeding her mother her daily medication and getting some rest.Marra placed the cutlery in a bucket with a pile of clothes that she would dry and then got a glass of water and some medicine for Lauren."You're smart. You're the best," Marra praised after Lauren swallowed all the medicine and water. "Now you need to rest in your room. Let's go there."She pushed the wheelchair into the modest rental house they had lived in for almost two years, with only one room, a small kitchen, bathroom, living room, and courtyard. Marra often rested in the living room on a sofa because she was used to it. It was no longer a problem for her.Lauren had had schizophrenia for years, and her husband had run away from the responsibility, leaving Marra alone to care for her mother with patience.If Marra were working, she would
"Is everything okay?"Marra put on her helmet and turned around, and the question had come from Luke, who had just put a few boxes of pizza in the large box on his employee's computer. Because she didn't answer–Luke also looked intensely at the girl in the pink jacket."Why? Are you quiet? How are you doing at work? I mean, it's been a few nights at 24Night," Luke said again. He was known to be an attentive and loyal boss."Oh, that, everything's fine.""Matthew's not giving you any trouble, is he?"Marra shook her head. "Not at all. I've been there three nights, he's a professional man, and his girlfriend is very friendly.""Lover?" Luke thought. "Ah, you mean Celine?""Right, we had some interaction. She's so beautiful." Marra smiled. "Well then, I'm going to deliver all those pizzas now. The sky is ready to cry again." The two of them looked up-discovering that the sky this afternoon was indeed starting to become unfriendly, already gray, and soon it might be joking at will."Be ca