A Piece of Asa In A Taste
Alina Lost

Amid the flickering lights of the city, as well as the lights of vehicles passing by. Ghani stepped foot on the pavement, letting the night wind sweep his open arms. Unceasingly Ghani commented on a smile, knowing only his name, he was very happy.

Ghani occasionally hummed, chanting romantic melodies. Could it be that he is in love?

"Bylla, what a beautiful name. Bylla who is, ah, I really hope for the next meeting" murmured Ghani as he continued to step up.

About half an hour later, Ghani deflected his steps in a small alleyway, which was lit only by a dim light. Ghani continued to walk under the darkness of the night. A few minutes later, Ghani stopped his steps in front of a small, modest house.

"What sibling are you, Bang?" shouted Arron who was sitting on the terrace.

"What the hell is Ron?"

"From the end of there, you smile yourself Bang, why?" arron asked as he frowned.

"It's okay" Ghani replied as she sat next to Arron.

"Where are the kids going?" ask Ghani.

"It's a sleeping bang." Answer Arron.

"They've eaten?"

"The dong Bang. Why are you Bang?" arron asked as he looked at Ghani's unceasing face and smiled.

"It's okay." Answer Ghani.

"For the story of dong Bang," said Arron as he nudged Ghani's arm.

"It's okay. Count, my income today, I want to take a shower" Ghani said as he put down the plastic bag he was carrying, then he stepped away from Arron.

"I wonder which woman can make you smile so Bang" murmured Arron as he stared at Ghani's back.

***

One month later.

The reality does not match what Ghani expected. Ever since that night, he's never met Bylla. I don't know where the angel woman, many times Ghani came to the two places that had once been the meeting place, but the results were nil, even at a glance he did not find the figure he was missing.

This afternoon, Ghani was sitting alone under a tree, on the edge of a garden. He looked down, staring at the seedy shoes that wrapped his two feet.

For the first time he complained about fate. Why meet, if only trap him in longing. Why get to know, if it only traps him in worry.

Ghani put down the small guitar that he had been holding. He covered his face with both hands.

"Allah forgives you, perhaps you should not dream too high. But I really miss him, O Allah. If indeed he is not my destiny, please remove this longing, O Allah," asked Ghani while exhaling violently.

Shortly afterwards, Ghani drenched water droplets soaking her hair. He looked up, there was a black cloud already rolling up, covering a vast expanse of sky. Too late in daydreaming, he was not aware of the rain that was ready to pour into the city.

Ghani quickly got up from his seat, and he ran down the road leading to his house.

Fifteen minutes later, Ghani arrived at his residence. Then he scrunched his forehead, when he looked at the children crying sobbing on the porch. What the hell's going on?

Ghani quickened his footsteps, with an irregularly beating heart, he approached his foster children.

"What's wrong? Why are you crying?" ghani asked while sitting crouching in front of Raffi.

"Alina Bang," replied Raffi as he wiped his tears.

"Alina, what's wrong with Alina? Where is he?" ghani asked quickly. He looked back and forth, looking for the figure of the boy he loved very much.

"missing? Why can it disappear? Tell me what really happened!" ghani said in a slightly high tone, he was really panicked to hear the news about Alina.

"So Alina came with me Bang." Answer Bayu.

"Where are you going?" ask Ghani.

Bayu did not answer, he continued to look down while squeezing the end of his shirt.

"You're saying again?" ghani asked while looking at Bayu.

"Sorry Bang." Answer Bayu very slowly.

Ghani clucked in annoyance, holding his head. He felt like a failure, and could not give happiness to his foster children.

"Wood, how many times have you said, never busking! You are still children, your job is to learn. Brother, and Bang Arron who will meet your needs.

You know, there's not much you can give. But be thankful, don't be like this, don't look for your own money, it's very dangerous for you. Brother is not able to send you to school, but you are trying to find a book for you to learn. So little by little, you can get to know education." Ghani spoke at length, with eyes that began to glaze over.

"Bang, I'm sorry Bang. I'm really sorry Bang. I promise not to repeat it Bang," Bayu said, hugging Ghani's arm tightly.

"My law Bang, I'm willing. But before that, please find Alina Bang. I don't want to lose her Bang!" said Bayu with increasingly broken cries.

Ghani let out a long sigh, there was no point in scolding Bayu. He is still a child, he will not be able to understand what he feels.

"You enter! Remember not to go anywhere. Brother will be looking for Alina" Ghani said firmly.

"I'm sorry Bang." Bayu continues to apologize.

"Have, don't keep apologizing. Brother is not angry, as long as you promise not to repeat it. Now enter! Don't forget to close the door!" ghani said as he moved from his seat.

"Yes Bang." they answered while wiping away her tears.

Then one by one they started to enter the house.

"Be careful Bang!" say Bayu before closing the door.

"Yes." Yeah." Answer Ghani.

***

The day had changed the night, but the rain had not subsided. Ghani stepped in the cold of the night, looking for a small figure to accompany his days. I don't know where he is now, for hours Ghani searched, but he did not meet. Ghani does not care about his body that is soaked, even his hands and feet are wrinkled.

"Oh Allah where Alina is, she must be alone out there, she must be cold, also scared. Where else should I look" murmured Ghani as he rubbed the rain running down his face.

About an hour later, Ghani decided to go home. He failed to find Alina. Ghani stepped foot, down a small alley not far from his home. His heart and mind were so messed up, he was very worried about Alina.

Ghani's heart was sliced with pain, when he looked at his house that was in front of his eyes. What will he say later, when the other children ask about Alina. How they feel, if one of them goes nowhere.

The heavier Ghani stepped on his legs, it felt like he could not meet his foster children. He does not want to disappoint them. But on the other hand, Ghani also knows, if honesty is mandatory. It is not possible to lie to children, by giving hope, which is not necessarily in accordance with reality.

Ghani began to set foot on the porch of the house. Rain no longer flushed his body, but now changed the tears that flowed from the corner of his eyes. The little girl he was supposed to look after, is now somehow in her condition.

While Ghani was looking down, suddenly there was a spotlight that shone quite brightly.

Ghani looked back, looking for the light source that was shining on him.

Seriate...