Going to Traditional Market

This morning my Mom took me to go to the traditional market. Actually I was still sleepy and lazy.

"We will go there by motorcycle, won't we?" Asked me to my Mom.
"Hey, It's very close. Just walk!" answered my Mom.
Me: "Huh.. I'm very lazy, Mom"
My Mom: "Don't you want to come?"
Me: "No, I wanna come"
My Mom: "So, wait for what? Let's go!"
Since I could ride a motorcycle, I was lazy to walk. But when I walked, it was better. The morning air was so cool, very cool.
If I recover from the lazy illness *Is it?? Lazy illness*, I'll go jogging every day. I was very pleased to walk in the morning because it would make the body become refreshed. But, I always feel lazy.
6.30 a.m, we arrived earlier. Oh yeah because we wanted to buy herbs, if we bought during the day, vegetables wouldn't be fresh. But You know what? Clothes shops attracted our attention. haha.. And suddenly my Mom asked me to go to the Prapatan traditional market.
My Mom: "Cha, today is market day of Prt traditional market. We can buy food for fasting break instantly. Why don't we go there? Are you tired?"
Me: "God willing, we won't be tired. Let's go."
When I got there. Ugh, very crazy. The road was very bad because the flow forth. It was very crowded. We jostled. That situation made we don't have sense going to buy anything.
Me: "Mom, lets go home!!" asked me.
My Mom: "Yeah come on, it was changing our tastes."
Me: "Yeah, exhausted"
Argh, I was so tired. Many people from various parts came to this market.
Arrived at home, we took a nap peacefully.
Do you know? In the evening after Tarawih, my parents and I went to my grandma's house. Apparently they were again busy in the mosque. After that, my Mom asked me again to go to the supermarket, more roads .. Well, I'm very tired today.