Lona still stares handsomely at him. Judge the man openly, regardless if his attitude looks disrespectful. The woman gave a near-perfect assessment of the man's physical appearance.
"Hehm." The man's back in the dust. "Can you get out of the way or not? Do I need to hold you?" he added then still in his cool tone.
"Yes," Lona said quickly.
The man with the snub nose raised one of his thick eyebrows upwards.
"Um." Lona sleans for a moment, realizing her mistake. He then stepped aside and let the man with the thick eyebrows come forward to the cash register.
"H-hello, welcome to the supermarket." Sania stares nervously at her customers. The woman immediately drove Lona away and prepared to serve the customer.
In my heart, he's got the ridiculous behavior of his best friend. Lona then drove away, pretending to pick something in the storefront near the cashier. But his eyes were barley stealing the view towards the man standing in front of the cashier.
"Is this it, Mas?" asked Sania while picking up a few cans of the customer's beer.
The customer just nodded.
"The total is Rp.128.000,00," said Sania put all the beer cans in a bag.
The customer pays using his gold card. He received it back after Sania swiped the card into the EDC machine and confirmed the payment.
"Thank you, please come back." Sania smiles kindly ushering in the customer's departure.
"Wow, wow, that guy's so handsome." Lona returns to the cash register after previously stealing the view of the customer who was under the pretext of choosing the goods in the storefront.
"Why? You're like imagining a Greek god whose good looks are unparalleled. Modern-day Greek god?" raved Sania smirking.
"Cih, such depictions exist only inside in the novel. The greek gods are not that handsome." Lona smirked back. "They are old, bearded, of great height and there are even some whose form is not human. Oh, I've seen it in western movies," he later said.
Sania just squealed. "Uh, but that guy was handsome. His eyebrows are thick black, his eyes sharp like eagles, neat hair, suits. I'm sure he's a big boss! Ah, at least a young executive," he quipped with excitement. Sania is like a female woman out there who is admiring famous celebrities.
"One thing that caught my attention," Lona said with a serious stare.
"What?" Sania brings her face closer to Lona.
Lona smiles mysteriously." His hands!" he exclaimed later.
Sania smiled, he then screeched and continued his activities staring at cigarettes.
"Yak! He's got a hand I like! His fingers are long and thin, there are a few nandi veins that pop in some parts. His hand is truly God's most perfect work." Lona screamed hysterically.
"Yak! Stop admiring the man from his hands!" exclaimed Sania. "Ck, I wonder why your tastes are seen from his hands. Most women will judge his face, then his appearance and most importantly his wealth." Sania looks at Lona with her serious looks.
"Number 3 I agree! I like men who make money," Lona giggled amused.
"You're right!" exclaimed Sania agreeing.
"Huh, unfortunately we're not going to find a guy like that," Lona complained later, staring outwards. "Just look, our environment is very unsupported. Rotten apartment filled with terrible men like Mas Hendrawan." Lona stares at a man who has just passed in front of the supermarket.
"Yak, I hear he's a widower now. His wife filed for divorce because of the nature of her basket eye," Sania began gossiping.
"Ck, even if he's a basket, if he can make money, I can still hold him myself. But this is him so shameless. His job is just drunk, gambling, I don't know what his job is now after being fired from his old company." Lona's gossiping.
'Now he seems a lot busier. Usually in the morning he'd come here and tease me. But these days he hasn't done it. I even just saw him earlier, he rarely came home to his apartment," said Sania.
"Ah, maybe she's married again!" Lona patted her hand hard. "He may be looking for a wealthy woman who can fulfill his gambling hobby. Yes, even though he's a pervert, but he's a little handsome," he admits to his neighbor's good looks.
"Hehm, you're right." Sania nodded approvingly. "By the way, it's not that you still have dependents on writing. You came here not just to talk about your wet underwear and gossip Mas Hendrawan, right?" he asked then just realized.
"Oh, my God! I forgot!" exclaimed Lona. "I'm here for monthly shopping!" The woman rushed to pick up the grocery basket, running towards the storefront to pick up any less complaining.
"Coffee, soap, sugar, salt, tea, oil, um, what else?" Lona researches her groceries. "Ah, mosquito repellent!" he exclaimed then walked to the storefront of mosquito repellent, room fragrance and so on.
Sania stares at a friend she's only known for two years. I don't know, he's been through the second year of their friendship. In Sania's eyes, Lona is an excellent, hardworking and independent woman. Her honest celotehan, her rough appearance, Lona is the type of person who always helps anyone in need. Especially the people he knows.
"May your life be better after today, Lon," murmured Sania smiling thinly.