A Piece of Asa In A Taste
Open to Each Other
"Would you like to see him?" ask Reymond.
"Yes, the family's underprivileged, I pity Rey." Answer Bylla.
"Your heart is very noble, dear."
"Don't praise me too much, I'm just trying to take responsibility. I'm guilty of Rey, where I might let her. Sometimes that caring is worth a lot more than Rey's money." Bylla.
"Yes you're right Bylla, but it looks like I'm going to let you down" Reymond said with a long sigh.
"Why is that?"
"I have a meeting in an hour, I can't take you. Sorry yes." Reymond replied with a regretful look.
"It's okay, Rey, I'll be there by myself. The place is not too far away" said Bylla with a smile.
"Sorry, Bylla."
"It's okay Rey, I get it. Not only this time, I'm taking you away. Don't keep apologizing" said Bylla, clutching Reymond's fingers.
"Thank you, Bylla. You are the best woman I have ever met" Reymond said with a smile.
"Gombal." Bylla's lips.
"I'm serious Bylla, you know, I've prepared a very special gift, for your birthday next week. I'm sure you'll like it." Reymond.
"Oh yeah, what gift?"
"Secret dong, if I tell you now, it's not a surprise anymore." Answer Reymond.
"Ckk, stingy."
"But you like it."
"No."
"Yes." Yeah."
"No"
"Yes at home when invited to debate," said Reymond while scrambling Bylla's hair.
And Bylla greeted him with a spoiled smile.
"Oh yeah baby, I go first yeah, the meeting will start in an hour" Reymond said as he moved on from his seat.
"Yes, be careful Rey" said Bylla.
"Yes, you'll be careful too. I love you dear," Reymond said, hugging Bylla's body, and kissing her forehead at a glance.
Bylla nodded with a smile, then she led Reymond to the doorway.
Bylla sat back in place, when Reymond's body had disappeared behind the wall.
Bylla commented a big smile, while staring at the picture frame located on the table. A picture of him and Reymond sitting on the beach together.
"I love you so much Rey, I'm so happy to be your lover. Hopefully someday, our relationship can get to the bottom. I wish my destiny was you Rey" said Bylla, gently swiping the photo.
***
The sun is increasingly leaning towards the west, the light is still bright even though not as hot as before. Bylla drove her car slowly, down a small pebbled alley.
A few minutes later, Bylla stopped her car in front of a very modest little house. From behind the glass of Bylla's car reviewing a smile, he was also happy when staring at some small children who were playing on the porch of the house.
"They seem happy, despite living in simplicity." Bylla muttered alone.
He opened the car door and stepped down. Not to forget he brought some boxes of food that he had bought earlier, on the way to here.
Bylla smiled, as she walked over to the children who were fixated on looking at her.
"Assalamu'alaikum." Sapa Bylla's.
"Waalaikumsalam Aunty." Answer them in unison.
"Assyik no Aunt Princess," Alina cheered with her boisterous laughter.
"How are you, son? Still sore?" asked Bylla while rubbing Alina's head.
"No aunt, I'm cured." Answer Alina.
"Thank God."
"Bang Ghani, Bang Arron no Aunt daughter. Here quick, Bang!" yelled Bayu while running into the house.
"Come in, Auntie!" take Alina with you while holding onto Bylla's arm.
Bylla smiled, as she moved her legs, following Alina who brought her into the house.
A short time later, two men walked up to him. Both of them gave a big smile when they looked at Bylla.
"Bylla." Sapa Ghani sitting among her foster children.
His face looked fresh, even though his body was clad in dull clothes.
"Is my arrival disturbing?" ask Bylla.
"Of course not, I'm glad you came here, Bylla." Answer Ghani.
"Arron" said Arron, extending his hand, landing his body next to Ghani.
"Bylla" replied Bylla, welcoming Arron's hand.
"You were that woman, weren't you?" ask Arron.
"That time? Have we met before?" Bylla asked back.
"Yes, when I hit the roadside. You gave me two hundred grand, I remember it was you." Arron.
"really? I'm sorry, I forgot a little" said Bylla, staring at Arron.
"That time you remembered me, Bylla, what it meant that Arron and I were different. Ah, what am I thinking, another dream, another dream." Ghani in his heart.
"Well, we met once too, it's only natural that you don't remember me." Arron.
"Bylla, what are you carrying?" ask Ghani.
"Little food, may the children like it." Answer Bylla.
"You shouldn't bother, with you coming, I'm happy. Thank you, I don't know how to repay your kindness" Ghani said with a smile. Then he handed out the food box to his foster children.
"Don't think too much, I'm happy to do it." Answer Bylla.
Shortly after, the children began to eat their food. They bribe greedily, because it is rare to enjoy such good food. They eat with Arron, while Ghani and Bylla talk on the porch.
"Who are they?" bylla asked while looking at Ghani.
"They are orphans with no family. I invite them to stay here, although I can't give them a decent life, but at least here is still better, than living on the streets," ghani replied as she looked at the foster children through the glass in the window.
"Are any of them your siblings, or your relatives?" ask Bylla.
"No" Ghani replied, shaking his head.
"First of all, he wants to take care of abandoned children. But they are not who they are. O Allah make his provision clear, ease his affairs." Bylla in her heart.
"Where is your family? Sorry, I asked a lot. If you mind, no need to answer, I understand," said Bylla.
"What do you think, of course I don't mind," Ghani replied with a laugh, and Bylla laughed as well.
Her dimples look very charming, ah Ghani is getting fascinated.
"I don't have a family, I'm an only child, and my mother's father, they've been dead since I was 10. This place used to be a parlour, but since my parents were gone, it's been abandoned. For years I lived alone, foraging from the mercy of people. Then, as a teenager, I met Arron, who was just like me, living a long life. From then on, I invited him to stay here." Ghani said at length.
"Not long ago, I met Bayu, a little boy who lives alone on the streets, somewhere his family. I began to nurture her, and tried to make her happy. After that, I met the others. I've been living alone, it's so hard. I don't want other kids to feel the same way as me." Ghani.
"You're an amazing man, Ghani. I'm amazed at you." Bylla.
"My greatest ambition is to give them life, and a future they deserve, even though I still don't know how.
The important thing is I never give up, I'll keep trying. I pin my hopes on fate, I believe, God will never be wrong in giving way, to any of his servants," Ghani said with a smile.
"A very good thought. All this time, I haven't been able to think that deep" Bylla said slowly.
"I think you're a very good woman." Ghani.
"I'm not as good as you think Ghani is, I still complain a lot about what's going on in my life" Bylla said.
"What are you complaining about, isn't your life nearly perfect? I'm sorry, but I see you're from a family that belongs."
"Happiness is not only from Ghan's possessions, but also from compassion."
"Love? Is there a problem with your family?" ask Ghani. Maybe her parents got divorced, or maybe one of them is gone.
"See, my parents live in Paris, and I live here with Oma and Opa." Answer Bylla.
"Why? Did your parents tell you to stay here?" ask Ghani.
"No, it's my choice. But I have a reason, why do this," replied Bylla in a soft voice. He imagined his life in Paris.
"Mama, Papa, I'm actually hard living here without you. But I had no other choice, I'd be sicker if I stayed there, "inner Bylla biting her lip. There was a wound in his past that made his eyes always teary, every time he remembered it.
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