"Humaira." Say hello to the man standing not far from Humaira.
'He.' Humaira thought.
Humaira did not pay attention to the greeting that was directed at her after she knew who the man was calling her.
"Humaira." Called the man again, but Humaira just kept walking to the cashier and the trolly immediately turned to the driver who was in charge of pushing while Heri had blocked the man from approaching Humaira.
"Now you've changed Humaira." muttered the man.
"Go straight home, sir." Humaira orders the driver.
"Do I need to do something about the man, madam, so as not to bother you again?" Heri asked Humaira.
"No need, Mas Heri. He's just a person from my past. I'm just too lazy to meet that person again, and if Arka and my husband knew, they would definitely tell me to avoid him." Humaira objected. Harry just nodded obediently.
