"Wait for me outside.'

Bang!

Without giving Susan time to respond, Ian slammed the door shut in her face and proceeded to get dressed.

Delighted, Susan hurried downstairs to the kitchen to retrieve two eggs she had boiled earlier before waiting for him at their rendezvous point.

Not long after, the sound of the door opening prompted her to look up, only to have a handsome young man clad in a white shirt meet her gaze. Looking like he had just stepped out of the pages of a comic book, Ian descended the stairs with grace and aplomb.

"Are you all set? Let’s get going, or we won't be able to catch the minibus to the market."

Urging him, Susan beamed as she handed him the two hot eggs still in her hands.

Ian did not refuse.

The pair soon arrived at the bus stop. Due to the market that day, many villagers already stood in line.

I didn't think it would be such a long queue! Would he feel irritated?

Familiar with his aversion to crowds, Susan began to worry.

Fortunately, the villagers parted in the middle to allow the two university students to ascend the minibus when it arrived. They were still very impressed with how Ian made the farmer a third more than he would usually earn with the sale of timber.

"Have your nephew sit over here, Ms. Jadeson. It's a prime seat on this bus."

 

seat is fine

were simple, kind-hearted folk who wouldn't think twice about paying kindness shown

the softness in

the eggs?" she

"I'll have them now.”

finally picked up an egg hesitantly as he feared the unsanitary implications of eating

to mention it also

an exception for Susan's sake, he

dying to ask. "What's the age gap between you and your nephew, Ms. Jadeson? You seem to be the same age. Do you have many older

that the handsome pair of university-educated

the Villagers' Committee that they were aunt and

"We-” Susan began.

 

related

dry voice interrupted her by answering the question on

the voice fell, the minibus

that mean that the rumor

of the youngsters in the eyes of their fellow passengers changed. Although they

face, however, turned a deep

rolled to a halt at the station outside

on the other hand, remained completely

each other in the cramped market and the rampant presence of live poultry wailing on both sides of the street rooted

terror.

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