I thought it was the shadow of a crow.
When I looked between the bamboo ties beside the wall, it turned out that a girl was running on the scaffolding, chasing the fat black cat, with its fierce hiss, 'Hey , please give it back, that's my house key' She said smiling softly, instead of giving in the cat jumped to another scaffolding on the building next door, the thing I feared I expected would happen, when she reflexively wanted to reach out, she slipped from a 3-story building.
"Watch out," I shouted as I ran, faintly heard among the noise of the crowd.
With a dark sweater amidst the colorful appearance of the people, I quickly left the dust, shot up, reached for her who refused to open her eyes with tears flowing down her cheeks
People gathered, staring at us, whispering, a grandfather from the rabbit race among them said excitedly 'soldiers?, why are they here?', Ignoring , I blew away her tears, saying softly 'you're okay', she really looked scared, to the point that his hands seemed to be shaking.
"So...Are you hurt, miss?"
(I said siftly with a smile)
"Please open your eyes, relax, you're not dead, hahaha"
"Who are you"
"I...Luke, Luke Arcadia, by the way, let's move places"
"...You saved me, thank you, thank you so much"
the market is located 6 blocks from the capital, an area known for its growing economy, now when I look around, Roast goat meat, fresh fruit hanging, leather bags on display, warm bread neatly lined up, everything is really placed on a wooden table, of course with special coatings like plates and certain things, But when you see fresh fruit hanging in long rows at fruit stalls, which are lined up under the vine leaves that form the roof of this alley, that's where its uniqueness lies, where fresh fruit hanging, leather bags on display, indicating that this is the only fruit market in the land of Athens, which is clearly a gathering place for Islamic, Hindu, Christian and even Buddhist traders, where they trade with trust and tolerance,Here, if someone cheats, there will be other traders who sympathize, they will give similar items or money, even if they are not involved.
"Peace be upon you."
(Assalamualaikum) said the uncle laughing out loud, handing over a sample of fresh red grapes, who with his right hand gestured to come closer.
"This is grape from the land of Ortun, seeing a couple like you makes me remember the past"
"Thank you very much, are you giving alms?"
"Yes, thank God , today my dates are sold out"
"Okay then, I'll take it, thank you for calling me."
"God bless you"
"hahah, for you too, Oh yes, my brother, my name is Ahmad Dhani, if you need anything, just come here."
Hearing that made me happy, I smiled and shook his hand, saying softly 'call me Luke'.
He was just speechless with a thousand languages, a girl named Phillia...Reminds me of the warmth of the market that day, the girl I saved.