Chapter 11. What are You Doing?

It was almost nine o'clock at night when Axell arrived home. Emily was still in front of the TV, wearing a shirt that lacked material. Peter glanced at Emily several times before entering his room.

"Where did you buy it?" asked Emily ignorantly.

"Near the factory, there are many who sell it."

"Hem, I don't like street food!" Emily replied curtly.

"Why?"

"It's not delicious."

"Okay, it's okay if you don't want it. But until when? You look around here; this is a dumping ground. Where you have to travel for about four hours to reach the city and buy the food you're talking about."

"And it's not every day that someone goes to town either," Axell continued.

"I have a car."

"Whatever you want," Axell said as he carried the box of martabak back and placed it on the dining table.

Axell climbed the stairs to his room, which Inah had cleaned, and his study.

Loosening his tie and opening the window, he let the night breeze into his room. Axell breathed in the night breeze, calming his heart a li
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