Memory

 "But, Bro. Do you have the heart to dress me in secondhand clothes like this, huh?" Ryushin whined. He feels that if there is an award for the most stingy person in Bandung, then his papa will get it.

 "Don't protest too much! Just to buy tickets for the movie, I have to give up on arrears on the electricity bill for this month," Jangjun grumbled.

 Ryushin was forced to obey. It's okay anyway. Who knows if he's lucky, he might find branded clothes here.

 "Wow, you guys really do look alike. You're brothers, aren't you?"

 The middle-aged woman who had just arrived at the secondhand clothes stall spoke.

 "Hahahaha, don't joke, Madam. I'm the papa," said Jangjun kindly. He hugged Ryushin.

 Ryushin heard the aunt whispering with her friend. He immediately let go of Jangjun, who since living in Bandung changed his name to Ujang.