From Duren Down To The Heart
Chapter 6. Meet Duren Again.. Oh No!!

08.00

Today I am getting ready to start selling. My appearance is quite simple, I wear dusty pink t-shirts, pencil jeans, and sneaker shoes. I also swished over my hair and wore a bandana that was the same color as my t-shirt.

Do not forget to also put an apron to avoid my clothes from splashes of fruit or other merchandise.

"Excuse me sister, would like to buy her 2nd fruit soup, wrapped yes!"

"okay deck, please wait there." I said to the boy about the age of 10 years while pointing to the table and wooden chair that I had prepared.

"good brother."

5 Minutes later..

"dek, this is soup."

"oh, yes, brother. How much is it all?"

I put a rate of 8rb per serving. Cheap enough, right?

"so 15 thousand deck, discount for the first buyer." I said with a smile.

"wow, thank you, brother, this is the money."

Alhamdulillah only at 10:00 I have quite a lot of buyers. Good for the first day of selling.

I wipe and clean my trading arrangement in the storefront, so it looks clean and comfortable, so that buyers can be comfortable also snack here.

Suddenly I saw a man helmeted with a red sports bike stop right in front of the store that was still closed next to my store. The man opened his helmet, and I saw the face of such a handsome man.

How not? He has a clean and smooth white skin, with sharp eyes and a very sharp nose.

I guess her height is about 180cm.

I shook my head.

Wah.. God's heart is so perfect. That's how I had it in my mind.

The man walked into the shop next to mine without looking at me. He was seen unlocking the shop's rolling door.

But then I smelled something that made me very nauseous.

It was the smell of the fruit I hated the most. DURIANS!!

Yes, what dream did I have last night? Why can I meet again the same durian fruit siiihhh??

Seriously, I'm so glad!

It turned out that the handsome man was a durian seller.

She is more suitable to be a model!

Nope! I don't have a crush on him! Although there was a plan.

But yes..for what handsome, if the smell of durian, really not??

Ish's..

****

"What?? Haha, uh.." Ririn came back like that in front of me. "It looks like you are actually the same soul mate whose name is duren deh Clar..! Ahhaha.."

"do you even ngetawain me? Not to entertain me cake!" I said while blasting my lips.

"yes, yes. patience.." Ririn patted my arm while continuing to laugh. "But didn't you say that guy was really cute?"

"yes yes, but if the smell of duren mah I don't want the time!" timpal, bete.

Shit. shit.. shit..!

Just a few days ago I was freed from the name of duren. But look at today? It's worse than ever.

Usually if Aunt Riana sendin Mama duren it is at least 1 or 2 seeds doang. Eeeehh this is a shop full of duren all!

Anyway I have to protest the same duren, so as not to sell again next to my place! Got to!!

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~POV RIRIN~

I left for work half an hour early, because as secretary director I had to prepare the files for meetings with clients from Singapore.

Is it important enough for the meeting? So I can't be late!

When I went into the office, suddenly...

Bruuk!

Someone hit me from behind. When I looked back, I was shocked to death! It turns out that what hit me was a super cute guy in the afterlife. Swear on!

It's not that I'm lebay ya, but I think aky just the first time to see a guy as handsome as that.

I still stared at him with an enchanted expression.

"I'm sorry, not intentionally" said the man as he passed and returned to talking on his cell phone.

I could only smile at the man, without replying to his apology.

"hey, Yum!" exclaim me

"yes? what's up Ririn?"

"that's.that guy who hit me?"

"lho, doesn't Ririn know? He's Mr. Arman's son, Mr. Keanu."

"ooohh, but how am I seeing him now?"

"Sir Keanu is rarely in the office, but he likes to come once in a while if Mr. Arman there is a double meeting mbak.."

"oh that, yaudah maxih ya info.."

"yes, we are both mbak.."

****

"What Rin? You see Arman's son?"

"yes Clar.. And you guess!How do you think the guy tried?"

"is the guy limping, or his eyes squinting? Atay may......"

"STOP!!!" Cut Ririn. "Everything in your brain is Clar's fault.. Wrong big!"

"you mean?"

"She's really cute Clar.." said Ririn with a look of eyes that seemed to be imagining her and smiling to herself. "your parents want your soul mate to be the same as her even though she's a widower!"

"hush! Ah, I don't believe what you said. I think you've caught my nyokap!"

"Oh my goodness, Clar..! I seriously.. Seriously even! I think he's the nicest guy I've ever seen.."

"lebay you..!"

"he doesn't believe it, anymore!" ketus Ririn's. "Judah if you don't want to, for me, how?"

"well, you take it there! I haven't had time to think about it yet, I'm looking for a way to ngusir the duren seller!"

"neer niiihh??" goda Ririn's. "Are you sure you're not going to mrs?" this time with my arm. "Don't want to look at it, then?"

"no! I'm really not interested. Lo's satisfied?"

****

Yesterday when I met with Ririn the duren seller was not selling. Don't know where. But good! I don't have to be tired of pushing people out.

But wait, wait!

The red sports bike was seen approaching the shop next door!

Oh no!! He sold today!.

But calm! I've prepared a brace for my nose clip, yes.let's not really smell the smell of duren, that's it!

"Hey mas, excuse me!"

"yes? What's wrong mbak? Want to buy duren?"

"just right! Do you know who I am?"

" who is it? I just saw Mbak today, I've never met mbak before, so I don't know who mbak."

"God! Songong is lo!" I folded my hands under my chest. "originally you know yes, I'm the one selling fruit soup next to you." I pointed to my fruit soup storefront.

"oh that!" he said, while continuing to open his rolling door. "but mbak, why is it that his nose is clamped so? not sick?"

"it's all because of you, you know! I can't smell durian, I'm really sick of it!"

"oh, that's good."

"what's good?"

"yes, good idea. Pake clasp?" while pointing to the clasp on my nose.

"sick to know about this!"

"yes if the pain is released!"

"cumpling!! Anyway I don't want to know. You can't sell here, understand?!"

"who is it, I forbid to sell here? I've been selling here for a long time.."

"anyhow I don't want to know. You have to move out of here!"

"kalo mbak do not like me to sell here, mending mbak aja who moved, still new is also the sale?"

Haish..

Turns out this guy's more annoying than I thought.

Free of charge I was following him, he seemed to be quite firm in his stance, and instead of solving the problem if we continued to argue. Even the atmosphere is getting more cloudy.

The huft! Fate.. fate..!