Dimmed Sun (Not Dim sum)

The blazing sun burns them up.

The heat as if it burns them both that their sweat gets warmed.

Especially Alfi whose sweat soaks his face wet.

“Isn’t today hot?” Wira asked.

“Nah,” Alfi replied.

“Do you know what to bring when you go to the beach?” Wira asked.

“Pants and bikini?” Alfi replied.

“Is your head full of such thing only?” Wira asked pissed

“I guess,” Alfi replied.

“So you are good at pissing anyone off eh?” Wira said splashing the liquid to Alfi.

It enters Alfi’s head and Alfi falls on his knees and screams in pain.

“What I just splashed isn’t ordinary water,” Wira said. “Do you know sunblock? A kind of oil which protects you from the heat of the sun.” Wira explained.

Alfi still screams in pain.

“Weird eh? A bit of liquid could make you suffer like this