Om Cat
Chapter 24 Night Market

That night Katrina went shopping to the market because at night it was the right time to buy fresh vegetables. Because the market is crowded at night.

"Mba katrina" shouted one of the merchants who already knew him as his loyal customer.

"Hey. Well the vegetables are still fresh yes I buy carrots and potatoes 4 kilograms each." The merchant nodded while looking at his hand.

"Sorry what's wrong with your hand. It looks bluish" said the vegetable trader.

"Oh this" showed his hand "I was hit by a fairly heavy item" while smiling a little stiffly. The shopping cart was in the open trunk of the car. Katrina forgot to close the trunk.

"I started to get hot and boring for a long time. I'd better take a walk first." The teapot jumped down and ran across the street almost getting hit.

He got into the gutter between the high-rise shops in the market, then climbed up the walk under the fishmongering table and tempeh. He sat down at the foot of the merchant.

"You are hungry" said the fish merchant. "Meoong" said the teapot stroking the leg of the table. Then the merchant threw one raw fish.

The teapot that saw the fish just sat down did not eat the raw food. "Let's eat I've lost giving you one fish. But let's just say alms"

The merchant began to get annoyed to see an orange-colored cat that did not eat fish.

"You are a spoiled cat. There is no cat food here make it a habit to eat this fresh fish" complained the fish trader while bringing back the fish that was given to the teapot and then washed. While grumbling keep the fish back on the table.

"I don't like both of them. Don't give me raw fish to burn or fry first" the teapot goes cynically leaving the table.

Katrina, who was confused, looked for a teapot somewhere while putting some crisp bags in the trunk. "You where Rahul is, ah it's my fault to take him out of the house." Closing the trunk and getting in the car. While driving he saw the streets around the market.

The poor teapot walked in search of food that he liked, seen a wet cake dealer screaming. "Five thousand gets six cookies" many buyers gathered to buy the cake. Teko who was interested in tasting risoles directly approached his desk.

A market cat slapped his head, "what are you doing here" said the thin, sunken-faced cat.

"I asked for one wet meal" said the teapot walking to the side. The cat approached the teapot. "I'm a market thug here remember that. Half this market is my territory, foreign cats must report to me first." Said the thug cat while slapping his head.

"Report. I want to eat risoles" the walking teapot slightly jumped up near the merchant's seat. The thug cat walked over.

"Report received. Remember just wet kie today other cats haven't eaten them waiting for fish and meat"

"It's okay to relax I'm only a few minutes in this market. After all, I already have an employer she's beautiful and rich. Just look in the parking lot" cynical teapot while chewing the risoles he pulled himself on the end of the table.

"It's good that too many cats are in the market waiting in line for food. Just a wet cake that was lonely because they were tired of eating snacks" the thug cat left the table across the street and sat down near the butcher.

The full teapot walked back to the parking lot through the sewer alley. When he got there the silver-colored sedan car disappeared began to frantically run down the parking area.

"Where is the car I don't want to stay in this market" lamented the teapot as he ran and sat near the entrance. "Katrina left this handsome Rahul" said the teapot leaning against the wall.

The thug cat that was looking from a distance around the market ran up to the teapot. "What's wrong with you looking sad haven't you eaten risoles" the teapot shook its head.

"Let's say" the teapot lifted its body and sat down. "My master is gone" lamented the pithy teapot. "Then you stay in this market and become my men.

"I don't want to stay in the market" the teapot walked out the entrance of the market while looking down. "Don't go big cat. There are a lot of thugs on the street who are rougher than me. You are safer in this market. Believe me" said the thug cat while patting the teapot body.

"What they look like" the thug cat murmured. "They like to slander, fight, force you to work." The gawking teapot did not expect the cat on the streets as evil as that.

"You will be beaten by them until you are unconscious. What's worse is that your fur will be shaved and then pasted with hot lead..!!! The tattoo will last forever" the teapot is getting scared to hear the thugs cat say.

"He's a new cat pitcher already registered in this market. You guys don't have to act in an orderly manner" said sasuke.

"Sasuke's. He looked as if the groomed cat seemed to have an employer" one of the black-colored cats asked as he walked forward in the crowd.

"Yes he's a lost cat hopefully reunited with his mistress" they all said "Oh" then fell silent.

"It's time for a break. Disperse" cried sasuke and then jumped down to lay his body on a large brush with patchwork.

***

That night osin and iwata drive uncle vincaw to the airport. Iwata waved a hand at the vincaw uncle who was walking into the plane. The two osin children cried out, "I'll miss you so much" he stroked the hair and then grabbed it with a smile.

An hour passed by, iwata and osin headed home, while pecin and royco fell asleep in the backseat. "Are you going to find a new home for your residence" Osin nodded then smiled as she wiped away the tears. Iwata stroked his hair "Don't cry your uncle will be fine and I won't go back to my Japan visa extended"

"Good to hear. I don't know where to find a house yet"

"I was late to help your uncle. How about I add money to buy a house" while stroking the hand of osin.

"No need for iwata. 1 Billion is enough for us. Facilities there are security guards and environmentally friendly housing" said Osin returned his hand.

"Alright if it's your decision, don't keep the matter alone I'll help you" osin nodded his head.

Finally they arrived in front of the house of Uncle Vincaw who had been put on a signpost. Then they got out of the car. Iwata raised his two children one by one.

"Thank you iwata" osin grabbed him from behind and then he turned his body around. While walking sitting in the middle room.

"Better we get married soon I'll leave my job as an artist. My business has made enough money I don't have to buy a house. My house in Japan is spacious enough for the four of us" iwata smiled sweetly.

"I need time to think about it maybe for a year" Osin laughed faintly.

"Very long. I'll wait for you to be ready to marry me" iwata seemed skeptical whether there was another man who made him doubtful.

They sat alone in the living room planning a move and sold both of his uncle's cars, which he gave to osin, enough to buy a shophouse for 1 billion.

"I'll offer your car to my friend in Indonesia. Your plan is good to buy a shophouse for rent" said iwata.

"My uncle was too good even my tuition fees at that time were burdened on him when my parents left Indonesia and settled in Japan."

"I'm sorry I made you sad, is it better to meet your parents there."

"Yes. Before marriage"

"Osin" said iwata while shifting his body. He looked at her face and kissed her sweet lips.

An hour passed when Iwata had left his house, a nervous osin had difficulty controlling his trembling heart.

His hot kiss that made him float, iwata who was driving on the road smiled while squeezing the steering wheel of the car. "I can't wait to marry her"

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