Unintentional Introduction

"THANK you for sending me this strawberry, Leanne. I'm out of stock right now. That's why I urgently ask you to send it. I'm truly sorry!"

"Most welcome, Aunt Zah. It's fine. It's one way back to my home."

"Next week don't forget to send it again, Leanne!"

"Okay, aunt. Next week I will come again."

"Thank you also to your friend for lifting this box."

Leanne's eyes shifted to the side. The man simply nodded with a small smile.

"I'll excuse myself first, Aunt Zah. See you again."

"Yes. Be careful back there!"

Leanne waved at the 50-years-old woman before passing. Aunt Zah is a regular customer of the strawberry shop where she works. Every week, she would surely go to this night market to send the stock of supplies to the woman for resale.

"Leanne. So ... that's your name?" said the man as he walks along with the girl next to him.

"Why?"

"That name is beautiful. As beautiful as the person."

Leanne glanced into the man's face. Even under no circumstances, that bright face always looks cool. "Nice try."

"I really meant it."

"Thanks. But I'm not like the girls you've managed to seduce."

"Well ... those who come to me. I just serve them."

"Then you didn't want to miss the chance, did you?"

The man shrugged. "They who tried to seduce me. But I'm not even tempted."

"Can I believe it?"

"Up to you. I am indeed the kind who likes to be friendly with people. Love to make friends. And most of my friends are girls. But ... just a friend. Nothing more than that."

"In front of me, of course, talk like that. Sweet talker. Be good at playing with words."

The man laughed a little. "Maybe. But... one thing you should know. Wanting to be friends with me is easy. But to steal my heart... only a special girl can do that."

"So... how many special girls have you met?"

"None one."

Leanne smiled cynically. "Lie."

"I'm not. But ... I can say it probably is going to happen."

Once again Leanne's lips tilted cynically. Although she has already begun to feel comfortable with the man next to her, but to believe... it's not time yet.

In a crowd of visitors at the market compound that night, the two figures continued to walk side by side down the street filled with stalls on the left and right. The cold weather that wraps around the surrounding atmosphere does not prevent all the activities that are going on.

"Hungry?" suddenly the question slipped out of Leanne's lips.

"Hmm?"

"You're hungry?"

"It's been a night like this, with the cold weather right now, cheat if I'm not hungry."

"Do you want anything here? Choose it. I pay."

"Pardon?"

"Because you helped me bring the box earlier, I'll buy you meals tonight. Just choose what you want to eat."

"Are you serious?"

"Looks like I'm messing around?"

"Didn't you say you were going home?"

"After buying food, I went back."

Like the moon fell to usuary, the man did not pass up the opportunity that Leanne had given him. The whole night market was surrounded by them looking for food to fill their stomachs that were already rumbling. What Leanne said was delicious, that's what the man chose. Until both hands are full of plastic filled with food.

"Thanks Leanne bought me dinner tonight."

"Small matter."

"And thanks again for accompanying me, take me for a walk at the market."

"In return for your help."

"But I hope ... this is not the last of our meeting."

Leanne's eyes spontaneously looked at the man's face.

"Go out with me again tomorrow. Maybe you can show me more interesting places here."

"I work Tomorrow."

"At the strawberry shop? Okay, I'll come there to pick you up after work."

"As I said ... I only work part-time in the afternoon there. And it's only a few hours. "

"If it's your part-time job, then what is your real job?"

"Find it yourself if you want to know."

"You challenge me?"

"If you feel that way, then find it out. I'll go back first. Good night."

Simultaneously the girl circulated and disappeared into the darkness of the night.

"Don't challenge me. You never know what I could do," the man spoke slowly before his words were swallowed away by the cold wind of Cameron Highlands that night.