A Friendly Welcome - Ch 3

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This is definitely not a place for an elderly. "Ma'am, good afternoon. I apologize for yelling at you. It was extremely impolite of me..." I said hello to her. She smiles at me and tells me that it's fine. She asks questions about my name, parents, and home. Of course, I lied about my identity.

I introduced myself as Kala, an orphan. I lost my parents when I was very young and have since lived with my older brother. I remember going to the forest with my brother to help him hunt for our food the last time I remember. Unfortunately, the weather isn't very nice. It was pouring heavily, which surprised my brother. The ground was very slippery due to the rain, and I slipped, falling down a small cliff. I fainted for quite some time and am now awake.

I felt terrible about lying. I saw a small tear fall from that old lady's cheek, which made me feel even worse. She then hugged me and assured me that everything would be fine. She offered me a temporary shelter. I refused because I didn't want to be a burden to her. She keeps insisting that it's fine because she lives with her husband and would appreciate the company. I couldn't say no to her for the second time. Aside from that, I need to get used to this new world as soon as possible.

She led me deep into the forest. It was a fascinating place, with many exotic birds and tall trees. We arrived after another 15 minutes of walking. It is a small cottage suitable for a small family. I go inside and look around. Actually, there are only two bedrooms, one bathroom, a kitchen, and a living room. It appears to be very nice, and I am looking forward to living here.

"Please allow me to assist you with something around the house; I can clean the dishes or sweep the floor, or both!" I don't want to make things difficult for the person who helped me. "You're so sweet, dear," says the old lady. That sounds lovely; thank you for assisting this elderly lady. My name is Anis, and the children in the nearby village call me Madame Anis."

*Knock*

*Knock knock*

"I wonder what took him so long, but there he is." Madame Anis went to the door and opened it. I spot an elderly man standing there with a bag of fruits and veggies. "Love, I'm so sorry I'm late. It's tough to haggle over the price because the new vegetable vendor is so persistent. Is a kilo of tomatoes equal to ten blings*? Do you really believe it? The elderly man spoke in a loud, irate tone. "Asoka, are you blind? There is a visitor with us.

He then turned to face me. That person appears to be Madame Anis' husband. He introduced himself after apologizing for being impolite. He is Sir Asoka, an elderly man who makes a living as a chef. We took a seat at the table and started chatting. It came out that Sir Asoka is a cook who works in the surrounding village. Krita Village is the neighborhood we've been discussing. It's a large village known for its blacksmiths and medicines. Madame Anis typically stays at home to take care of the house and garden. Madame Anis would visit the village to sell her vegetables or simply to have tea with the other elders if she had any free time.

FICTIONARY:

- Blings: The name of this world currency that is shaped like a little gold coin.

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