I'm really not a morning person...hmmm..Even if i don't wanna get up from my comfy bed, I need to wake up right at this moment. And also the morning sun is already glaring at me!
"Oh! I just remembered last nights events. After climbing the walls and being one of the curfew breakers, i just realized that last night's events were interesting and fun.!" She couldn't help but laugh on their silliness last night.
"One more thing, how did i end up sleeping on my bed? Hmmm.. maybe I sleepwalk? Well, that's not new to me. Thankfully, I didn't bump my forehead this time." She can't help but smile at the thought of it.
Unfortunately, I'm not normal. Just kidding! But I have this habit of sleeping anywhere and anytime when I get so exhausted. And sometimes I do sleepwalks, too. That adds to the reasons why my father wouldn't let me be away from him. As the thoughts of him flashes in my mind, I miss him suddenly.
After finishing my morning routine, I'm all set to explore and roam around again. And it's gonna be for a whole fun day!! Oh yeah, oh yeah!! I've got no classes, thank God!. Clasping both of my hands while looking up at the sky (thanking the God above🙏💙)
Before leaving the house, I made sure to bring with me some money for future/unexpected (its expected for someone who loves to eat anything that is pleasing to the eye) expenses while roaming around by myself. I'm just hoping not to bump with my best friend, Gab. As much as I want to be with him and have fun together, sometimes, I feel like it would be nice to go by myself and experience some things alone, that feeling of minding your own business.
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In the Capital's most famous and busiest street.
After arriving, it felt so alive. And I love this feeling. I'm not someone who loves to socialize with other people, much preferred to enhoy some quality with Sky, my baby tiger.
But after contemplating, it was rather a nice feeling having people around you doing their own thing, working hard, and smiling despite the tiredness.
As I rummaged from small stalls to stores of delicious foods, I found my way back again to this familiar clothing store. The one with a variety of beautiful robes, from plain robes to extravagantly expensive robes which only elite people can afford.
As I pushed open the door, the chimes behind it started to make noise informing the store keeper of the presence of the incomer. The store keeper is quite occupied as he did not raise his head to look at me. But as soon as I greeted him, maybe he recognized my voice and immediately looked up. That instant glint of shock and glee were visible in his eyes.. Happiness? did I see it wrong? Never mind, maybe his just shocked to have a customer mid day. After him acknowledgement of my presence, I proceeded to explore around the shop and ended up with that beautiful robe from last time.
That beautiful black and white robe again. My hands touch its fabric and patterns, which the simplicity is just right for my taste. I'm gonna buy it today. I must have it. But will my money bag be enough? I only have 20 gold coins in my possession. I didn't think that I would be spending much money, so I didn't ask much from my father. Let's just get this and ask old grandpa about the price.
"May I know many coins, does this robe cost?" she politely asked the old grandpa. " You came back just to buy it?" she nodded. "The original price was 15 gold coins. But as I misidentified you from last time as a young man instead of a young lady, then I'll give it to you for only 10 gold coins." he announced.
"Really? Will that get you in trouble, Old Grandpa? 5 gold coins is a big discount!" For your information, each gold coin is a big deal and it's three times more valuable than a silver coin. I'm quite happy at first but soon realized that the old grandpa was just the storekeeper with only enough salary for his own expenses and might be in trouble if the store owner knew this. And worst, it may be deducted in his low salary.
"No worries, my child. The store owner is quite generous and kind." He smiled at me. He smiled beautifully , reaching his eyes. Those green eyes were as beautiful as my mother's. My eyes glistened, so I looked down to prevent my eyes from tearing up and to distract my thoughts from running down. I'm not some kind of a crybaby, but maybe I just missed my mother so much that it hurts me just thinking of her.
"Child, are you alright?" He asked, quite concerned. "Yes, I am." she smiled and handed the 15 gold coins to him. She doesn't need the discount anymore. I'm fortunate enough so there's no need to cause trouble for Old Gradpa.
"Don't you want the discount anymore, my child?" he asked. "There's no need for that. Thank you." she answered truthfully.
Old Grandpa proceeded to wrapped my robe and gave it to me. After that I bid my farewell.
As she was exiting the store old grandpa whispered but it still reached her ears due to her high sense of hearing, "Stay safe, my little one." She was taken aback. This sentence was too familiar with her since she was young. It was her mother's last words with her and that endearment was ofter used by her mother with her. I'm my mother's little one. She turned around and said..."Thank you, Grandpa."