Afika wondered to herself. What is this wind that Diaz is so nice to her. It must be that weird bloke playing a prank on her. Or there's a shrimp behind the stone. Usually, people who pretend to be nice must have something to gain.
"What's wrong with you?" Diaz was surprised. "You don't trust me?" he said.
"No! If you're being nice, you must want something from me, right?" Afika accused.
Oh my! Diaz tapped his forehead. "You're such a bad person. That's not good!"
Diaz advised her. How could Afika not believe it, when he suddenly offered her the Jogja T-shirt. That was very suspicious to Afika. Was he giving it to her sincerely or was there something that Afika had to do for him. After receiving his gift. Nowadays, there's no such thing as free. Everything is paid for. Even going to the toilet costs money.
"Hurry up and choose! You're thinking too much," Diaz urged.
"Are you really going to buy me that T-shirt?" Afika confirmed it again. Diaz nodded firmly.
