"Just go to the shade of the cafe. You look like a wet chick there."
He chuckled. I didn't answer but I realized he was right. I turned to the child.
"Let’s go? Let's go there so you can eat properly?"
And so we did that. The guy still holding the umbrella on us. I turned to her as I supported the child.
"You’re getting wet."
I speak here. He raised his brow and said,
"As long as you’re not getting wet." I side eyed him. "I mean… the kid."
He continued what he said. I chuckled and can't help to hissed. His uniform is familiar. Maybe he's from the neighbor univ of mine.
We quickly took shelter in the cafe and the child continued to eat there. I turned my head to the guy and saw him removing his ID from his neck.
"Thank you. Even you got wet."
"It’s alright." He simply answer.
"Are you from AD?" I asked.
"Yes."