Kevin Is Great

Chapter 25

The next day under a shady tree where his favorite place he stood. Peddling his wares. Various pepes, food that has been wrapped in plastic, fried foods, he used to shout if no one bought it.

There was Kevin passing in front of him. Unintentionally the sound was so loud that it pierced Kevin's ears just right. Until Kevin covered his ears because of pain in the senses of his listeners.

In fact, many traders shouted loudly, but for some reason Kevin liked to serve Nirmala when she was angry.

In fact, when Nirmala had not been selling for a long time, she felt that something was missing. If you haven't argued with the strange girl, he thinks.

Nirmala noticed Kevin passing in front of her. He decided to be quiet for a moment. Unexpectedly Kevin covered his mouth because of the noise.

Nirmala let go of Kevin's hand hard. Because you can't breathe. And started glaring at Kevin who was impudent according to him.

"Hey, there are many sellers who trade in the market, but no one has a mouth like yours! It's so loud that my ears hurt!" Kevin said in a high tone

"You don't have to listen to me screaming. Your problem is solved, strange boy!" Nirmala cursed without seeing her face again.

"Eh, when you talk, look at the person's face. Who are you talking to, looking at the highway?" Kevin asked annoyed.

"I like it," said Nirmala, making Kevin even more excited.

"Why don't you have the sweetness of being a girl. Just once say the truth, never!"

"I'm tired of constantly fighting with you. It's better to get out of here. Stop people from buying, you know? Where there is no seller this afternoon. What a bad boy!"

"I'm tired of arguing with you!" Kevin just walked away from where Nirmala was standing.

Soon there were two market breaker teasing Nirmala. He holds Nirmala's beard hard. Nirmala let go of her hand roughly.

"Hey beautiful, come deposit us two hundred thousand!" Said one of the thugs.

"You see that none of my merchandise has been sold. Want to give it to me with leaves?" Nirmala asked defiantly. He would fight him if they were wrong and he was right.

"Eh, that's stupid kid!" Said one of the thugs with a thick mustache who was the same age as Uncle Jhony.

"What should we do?"

"Don't destroy the merchandise!" Another thug suggested.

"Heh heh! Indiscriminate! You think this is cooking from the evening without using energy. The capital does not use money?" Nirmala began to get emotional if the two people damaged her merchandise.

Yes, there is no one in this market who is brave with us. You're the only naughty girl who dares us!"

The thug started holding Nirmala's bicycle, and began to shake the bicycle, when he was about to hold the basket Nirmala bit his hand until he screamed in pain. Everyone who was there could only see they did not dare to help Nirmala.

They were afraid of the two thugs. If they interfere, the result will be bad for their sales.

Another goon goes towards Nirmala, he kicks her forward towards her two thighs. The man groaned in pain too.

One of them came closer to hold Nirmala's hand, not long after that Kevin passed and immediately helped her.

With one punch to the face, the thug fell, he didn't notice Kevin's arrival. Two thugs against one. With his martial arts skills. The two thugs he managed to defeat. They ran frantically leaving Nirmala and Kevin standing there.

Everyone who saw it applauded for Kevin's success in expelling market thugs who were troubling the residents there. Often ask for forced rations on the sellers who trade in this Tenggilis market.

"Hey, weird girl. Why are they bothering you. Are you being brave, challenging them to a one-on-two fight? Don't be so pretentious. If you weren't there what would you be!" North Sulawesi, Kevin did not hear Nirmala's excuse first.

Nirmala is silent. Even talking will be long like a train. There's no break.

"Thanks!" Speak slowly

"What? I didn't hear?" Kevin pretended not to hear. He brought his ear closer to Nirmala's mouth.

"No rebroadcast! You just left. My merchandise hasn't been sold at all. I want to continue selling!" Nirmala said half driving Kevin away.

"You ungrateful girl!" Kevin left Nirmala with the ingredients for Mrs. Rosa's kitchen

Kevin walked uncomfortably, along the way he rode on a battered motorbike belonging to Mrs. Rossa he only grumbled about Nirmala.

"I can't stop thinking. How come there is such a model girl in this world? Is the world really old. So the stock of good girls on earth is running low? God forbid, don't let me get a wife like Nirmala." Kevin grumbles non stop

"Just watch out if you see him again, then he won't say thank you because I often help him. I'll smack his head until he cries," Kevin cursed with his heart raging with disgust.

"You imitation girl! Lucky she's beautiful if she doesn't finish!" Kevin kept muttering to his heart's content. On the other hand, he cares about Nirmala.

"Even though I'm annoyed with her, why do I still care about Nirmala. I'm surprised that she made me," Kevin muttered to the front of Bu Rosa's shop.

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Nirmala was sad that only a few were sold. He had to wait until noon. Or not he will go around.

Today the scorching heat of the sun is scorching the skin. There are no thick clouds that slightly block the sunlight. The sky looks clear and blue.

"I don't usually sell out like this," complained Nirmala resignedly. He was forced to prepare to pack and pedal his bicycle away from the market.

Tenggilis market closed until 12.00 noon so he had to leave the market. Because one by one the traders were seen packing up and going home. Only a few gold shops are still open. Usually the shops are closed until 03.00 pm.

Nirmala tried to enter the village next to Tenggilis market, Punokawan village. There he shouted for his wares to sell.

"Bali Chicken, Krengsengan, Urap-urap, Pepes, Fried ..." He shouted over and over again.

Until the Cambodian alley, a mother stopped him and called him.

Nirmala pulled her bike over in the shade. He opened his basket. So that the mother can choose.

"Please ma'am," said Nirmala with her most friendly smile. Even with sweat dripping down his forehead. He rubbed it with his elbow.

"How much is this Ma'am?" Ask the mother who has collected three packs of Bali Chicken and 3 packs of Krengsengan.

"Thirty thousand ma'am, each costing five thousand," answered Nirmala firmly.

"Thank you ma'am,"

Some people bought it, and few left. Because the time was approaching dhuhur he decided to go home immediately.

With her never-fading spirit, Nirmala arrived at her aunt's house. He saw Aunt Asih preparing lunch for him.