The bicycle stopped right in front of a coffee shop that was quiet, even though it was still eight o'clock at night. Resa entered the angkringan without looking around, his right hand waving when he saw Mr. Muh standing near the table. The old man smiled so wide that Resa stood in front of his table. "Good evening, Resa.""Good evening, Mr. Muh. It's so quiet, is it really quiet or have many gone home?" Resa's eyebrows knitted deeply. "Many have gone home, I also don't know how strange it is today. It seems like there are many people who have busy activities tomorrow, don't you have any important activities tomorrow morning?""No, tomorrow is just like any other day." Resa looked the other way, and his attention focused on a person in a cream-colored jacket eating hot coffee, and a chocolate donut with half of it left. His face was familiar when the sunglasses were taken off, a faint smile came out before Resa turned to Mr. Muh. "Sir, I will count my mother's rice later, I have to m
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