A Piece of Asa In A Taste
Four Days Later

"I'm sorry, Om!" reymond said while remaining down.

"Go!" kairi said without looking at Reymond.

Without a word, Reymond immediately turned around, and stepped away leaving the Bylla family. Kairi looked at him with an increasingly burning rage.

"You've hurt my daughter, in the future, don't expect to grow your business in Europe. You're gonna regret what you did, you son of a bitch!" kairi's growled in his heart.

Kairi knew that Frans Been Jackson was planning to expand his wings on the European continent. But now, none of that is going to happen. Da Vinci is quite powerful there, and Kairi will use that to close the gap for the Jackson family.

"Based on a fucking guy! Listen to me carefully, someday you'll be paralyzed, and your wife will throw you out. Karma exists, fool! You fucking asshole! You'll be poor, you'll be handicapped, you'll be ruined, and you'll die!" shout Keyvand. He cursed and uttered all sorts of expletives to vent his frustration.

"Easy! Don't waste your energy, just to serve a guy like him!" kairi said while patting Keyvand on the shoulder slowly.

"But Om, he's so brash. He could have left Bylla, when he was in trouble. What kind of a man he is, has no heart!" keyvand grumbled in annoyance.

"I didn't expect Reymond to be such a man. All this time the attitude was very good, I thought it was sincere love, but it turned out, ahh pity Bylla," said Bu Mirna as she wiped the wet corners of her eyes.

"Now we know what Reymond was really like. Hopefully someday, Bylla finds a life partner who truly loves her sincerely." Mr. Louis's Law.

"Bylla, by the way?" kairi asked as she looked at Keyvand and Miss Mirna.

"Oh my God I forgot, Bylla was in the garden. I'll catch up with him soon, Om!" keyvand shouted as he ran away from his uncle, grandfather, and grandmother.

***

Among the roses that bloom in various colors. Befriend the wind that blows, blistering his hair. Bylla sat in a wheelchair, alone, lamenting the wound that had just incised in the blood.

Slowly Bylla picked the rose in front of her. The white rose whose petals had withered and dried up. Just like his love, it once bloomed beautifully, but now it is also withered, dried up, and may also die.

Love, teach him about the beauty of taste. However, love also introduces her to the pain of the wound. The man who introduced her to the beauty of meetings, now also introduced her to the bitterness of separation.

"He's a dick, Byl! Never shed your tears for her sake!" said Keyvand who had suddenly been standing next to Bylla.

"I'm not crying." Reply Bylla slowly.

"Then what is it?" keyvand stared at Bylla.

"I cried not only because of her, but also because of Mika. Why didn't anyone tell me about her situation, including you. Why are you hiding it from me?" bylla asked, switching the conversation.

Stupid indeed, if he still cries over the departure of Reymond. But how else, in reality the remnants of love are still there, and from the deepest corner of the heart, there is still a dream to be together again.

"That's me just obeying Aunt Ella and Om Kairi's orders" Keyvand answered while scratching his head.

"Take me to Papa's, I want to go home!" bylla.

"Come home?"

"Yes, I'm bored here."

"But you're not well, Byl!" shout Keyvand.

"I don't care, I want to go home!" bylla's answer still remained to her wish.

With no other choice, Keyvand finally pushed her wheelchair, and brought her back to the room.

That day, Bylla was discharged from the hospital. Although the doctor restrained her, Bylla insisted on going home. And Kairi, she chose to obey Bylla's wishes, she knew how her son felt.

***

Four days later.

A man in a dull garment, was walking on a barren path under the scorching sun. He is Ghani, he walks down the paved streets carrying a small guitar that has accompanied him for many years.

Ghani sits under a shady tree that grows on the edge of the garden. Since then he only walked indeterminate directions, there was not one song that he sang to find the coffers of money. His heart was in a rage, even though his body was here, but not with his mind. He continued to imagine the figure of a woman who always incarnated in longing. The figure of a woman who is currently standing on a lap.

Ghani let out a long sigh, he recalled Arron and his foster children. He left them, and told them to leave, without him.

The flash back

Ghani came out of his room in the dull clothes he had been wearing since morning. He approached Arron who was combing Alina's hair.

Ghani smiled when she saw the foster children, they were wearing their best clothes. The only clothes whose color still looks bright, which they usually wear during Lebaran.

"Kok Bang Ghani not ready yet? It's one o'clock Bang!" ask Alina.

Arron glanced at Ghani at a glance, he knew how his friend felt.

"Come hunted, Bang. If it's too late, the Aunt will be disappointed!" Sahut Bayu's.

"Yes Bang, let's go Bang!" Raffi chimed in.

"I'm sorry, you can't come, I have a friend's appointment. You go with Bang Arron!" ghani said, crouching in front of the children.

"Yes, but I have a promise. You guys just go with Bang Arron, yeah!"

"Don't eat well dong!" say Bayu.

"It's okay, you're big, you don't have to think about you, yeah!" ghani said with a smile.

"But Bang."

"It's okay. Brother stay first yes, pity friend Brother is waiting. Ron, take good care of them!" ghani said, patting Arron on the shoulder, then walked away from them.

"Where is Bang Ghani going, why bring a guitar, does Bang Ghani want to make money? The freight is expensive, huh, Bang?" ghani can faintly hear the voice of Alina who is asking Arron.

"No, Bang Ghani is not looking for money. He wants to meet his friend. Bang Ghani does like the guitar, every time he goes out of the house, he must be brought the guitar," replied Arron, his voice can still be captured in Ghani's ears.

They planned to leave by using angkot, and they deliberately set off during the day, because they did not want to gather with other guests who came from the family was. With their simple circumstances, they feel insecure if mingling with the people of the upper class.

Flash back off

Again Ghani let out a long sigh, he felt pity as he recalled the look on Alina's face that exuded disappointment.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have let you guys down. But, I really can't watch all this, it's too painful!" ghani said as she moved from her seat.

"I let you guys down, for not going along. Now, let me replace it with another. I'm going to make some money, and buy some chocolate for you guys" Ghani said as he stepped up.

Ghani walked down the street, and before long, he stopped around the shopping mall. Ghani approached some people who were drinking in a small roadside tavern, coincidentally at that time the visitors were quite crowded.

Ghani began strumming the strings of his guitar, and chanted a melodious melody that washed away. This time, he sang Once's song Dealova.

Ghani chanted the lyrics with passion, he really permeated the song with feeling.

I want to be a beautiful dream

In your sleep

I want to be something

Which you might miss

Because the steps take

Without you

Because the heart is tired

I want to be something

Which you can always touch

I want you to know

That I always adore you

Without you the time to make the day

Your shadow as if

You are like a song in my heart

Who called my miss to you

Like the air I was holding

You've always been there

Only you can

Makes me calm

Without you I feel

Lost and deserted

And deserted

Along with the sound of the last quote, Ghani's eyes looked at someone who had just walked out of the boutique. Ghani's eyes widened, as if he could not believe what he saw.

Ghani immediately went and approached the man.

He did not care about everyone who was amazed, when listening to the song he just sang.

Seriate...