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Hanny was walking near the middle of the forest, but she still did not find the chocolate shop that many people said.
"ah !! I'm so tired! The chocolate shop doesn't exist! I'm tired of looking for that shop."
Hanny decided to go home while thinking "Hmm ... I really want my wish come true." Hanny said in her heart.
As Hanny walks to find a way out, Hanny says "hm? This ... isn't this the same way? EH !? EH !? Am I lost!?!?"
Hanny ran back and forth, but she still couldn't find a way out. It is legitimate that she lost. She just ran until she found a big shop, like a mansion house.
"Is this ... that chocolate shop?" Asked Hanny as she walked towards the door of the shop.
She knocked on the door. Suddenly the door opened on its own. No one opened it. Hanny was a little scared to enter the chocolate shop, but there was a man in the shop.
"Oh my GOSH! There's a man!" said Hanny in her heart.
"Ah! Um, are you the owner of this shop?" Hanny asked the man.
"Oh, no. I ... want to buy chocolate that can fulfill my wishes, but there is no one in this shop. You also want to buy chocolate?"
"Eh, um, y-yes!" Hanny replied stuttering.
"You ... do you know me?"
"uhm, no? sorry ..."
"i thought you know me tho ... Anyway, my name is Peter William--"
"Wait! You are that famous singer, right"
"Yes, how do you know?" "I know because your name is already in many places" said Hanny.
"You know my name, but you do not know what my face looks like ...?" Peter asked.
"I don't really treat singers out there-- I mean, I don't really like listening to songs, so I really don't know the singers."
"oh I understand. It's rare to meet people like you"
"why?"
"Because often, when people meet a singer, people must be screaming and chasing the singer. But you just make a relaxed face and talk to me as usual"
"Because ... my mother said, famous or not famous, they are still human. "
"hm, your mother was right. OK! That's it! Let's get out of this shop!"
"W-why !?"
"I think the owner of this shop does not exist, or the shop is closed but the door forgot to lock" Peter and Hanny were walking out of the forest. But strangely, they still see the chocolate shop even though they use different directions.
"Are we lost?" Peter asked.
"Don't say that! You scared me!" Hanny said.
"But, seriously I think we have used many directions but still stop near this chocolate shop." Peter said while looking at Hanny's face which looked worried and scared.
"hmm ... Hanny, hold my hand."
"Why do I have to hold your hand?"
"I'm afraid you'll fall. There are already holes in the ground. So, it might be safe if you hold my hand."
"It doesn't matter. Besides, I'm scared of ... men." Hanny said while looking the other way because later Peter will laugh.
"I think we should stay in the chocolate shop first. It's safe, right? Maybe later if the owner is there, she can show the way out." Peter said to Hanny.
They both went straight to the chocolate shop.
"Hanny?"
"yes?"
"Did you say ... scared of men?" Peter asked Hanny.
"Ah, yes. You must think that thing is bullshit, right?"
"Nope! I don't think that thing is bullshit. I think that thing is called 'Phobia' right?"
"yes ... my mother is busy asking me when I want to have a boyfriend. If possible, my mother wants me to get married early."
"wow .." Peter said while gaping.
"Yes ... that's why I want to come here to get chocolate that can make me brave when facing men." Hanny said.
"Hey! I don't think you need that chocolate! You already look brave with men"
"Hm? When?"
"Now! You talk to me like a good friend, you know?"
"Yes, but I just do not dare to hold a man. That is the problem I hate the most".
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