Too Late To Know

d up the plastic waste, scooping it up in astonishment. The girl then c

away, so Uti immediately spewed her anger.

nd. From a considerable distance, Omar could still see that his sister was

idden them under the table. His intention was to throw it away later, when Uti wasn't around, of course. But now, it was too

you only ate one, and here's the proof: three pa

The boy gulped his saliva violently. Not wanting to get a scolding or even a tantrum

nd even if she could, Uti was pessimistic that she could catch her brother, who was very good at running away like this. Not to mention

her head in resignation. Later, the boy would come back

were fast. "You have to know what Omar did, you'll lose business if something like this happens often. That boy should be

ou going? I want

made Uti immediately turn around, t

her body slightly. "Uh, there's M

Uti, it's me. Let's go to the sta

ically. "Yes ma'am, l

It looked like she would have to postpone meeting mom in the kitchen to discuss Omar

serve me." Mrs. Romlah waved her

tall through the back door. Mrs. Romlah m

uy cooking o

got, Mrs. Romlah? How many lite

kilo, I'll take one l

" asked Uti with a faint smile, and at the same time he

ess I can borrow first, I'll take two liter

for real,

at the beginning of the month, when my hus

lah often shopped at her mother's shop, and her house was not far away. And the middle-aged

are you

linked, snapping o

h continued, "It's okay once in a while, isn't it? Your mom will definitely let you. Seriously, I'v

s. Romlah was not the same, this woman was different. That's because Mrs. Romlah had good finances, she was a wife with one child,

he kitchen,

cooki

okay? I doesn't want to make decisions on her own, this is mom's groc

Romlah was nodding her h

first, Mrs. Romlah?

'll wai

go inside fi

I also want to cook. It'

st pace. After arriving in the kitchen, Susan was seen ar

ightly, "what a coincidence that you came, i has finished cooki

, not yet mom, i will eat later

to eat later, i has cooked a lot. I

nitely eat later. Oh yeah, there

you want

Mrs. Romlah to

rve her? How come you

tly it mom,

f the goods? What item did

at you mean mom, you already know the pr

to her daughter's words. "Well t

ants to go int

e, the woman wrinkled her forehead, looking a

i lied? It's true. Why did i go

goes into debt, it

paid yet, mom, maybe they

t's an ol

iately agree earlier. I need to confirm with my mom first." Uti again explained as thoroughly and clearly as possible.

Mrs. Rom

ah's order. She, of course,

l take car

go to the

es

mlah the opportunity to get into

Mrs. Romlah at

rgue at all. Susan immediately got up from her s

called out to her mother quickly as t

i? Did you mi

ing to find the right words, she was crafting them in her head. She looked at Susan's fa

he issue of Omar shoplifting snacks. But it's best to postpone that di

om had already gone to the grocery store. Uti had a little time to rest. As she gazed pensi

omething that made her breath stop in her throat, and her body s

. Her legs sped up, pushing through the co