"I-its ok! I can buy my ticket." Faust hurriedly slips his hand inside his pocket to take out some money with his face lowered, covering his blushing cheeks.
"Enough! we don't need to pay for some strange kid that we don't even know." A middle-aged man, who seems to be the husband of the fair women sits right beside her and speaks in a very strict tone.
For which the woman just gives a faint smile elegantly covering her lips with her fingers.
Her skin looked so smooth and soft, her fore fingers looked milky white with a gold ring on her index finger that perfectly matches her hand.
The woman and her husband have been married for 10 years and have not yet been blessed with a child, but she loves kids very much! Which is why she stares at Faust, thinking: *"if I had a son, he would be as cute and innocent as he is"*
Faust pays the driver and stands in front of the door, getting ready to get down at the next stop.
