A Piece of Asa In A Taste
Not as Beautiful as Ayu Your Face

The sound of rubbing shoes against the marble floor, filling the void in the morning. A faint saying of conversation sounded like a whisper. Too far away the sound source is, so it cannot be captured perfectly.

Inside the narrow space bounded by iron trellises, a woman sat curled up in a quiet embrace.

His long hair was a mess, covering a part of the face filled with sorrow. The clear soot that covered the eyeball, slowly melted soaked the protruding cheekbones.

Although the netra stared at the toes, but his mind glared far away somewhere. There are no more plans for the future. Ever since he was languishing behind bars, his world seemed to have come to an end. There was no more hope or dream she could achieve. All hope and hope were scattered without a trace.

The sound of footsteps grew more and more clear. But the woman who was none other than Evelyn, she did not lift her face at all. Whoever comes will not change the situation.

"Miss Evelyn!"

Evelyn glanced at the policeman standing in front of the bars of her room. He just looked at her, without even saying a word.

"There's someone coming to get you!"

Evelyn took a long breath. For now, he doesn't want to see anyone. He was tired and disappointed with everyone around him. Ever since he entered bui, all his friends stayed away. None of them really cared. Similarly, relatives, those who once claimed to be relatives, now no one approached.

Evelyn has no siblings, and since her teens her parents have been going to God. He lived alone, and it was thanks to Tommy that he successfully pioneered a career. But now, the man was also the one who drove him in agony.

"I don't want to see him" Evelyn said after a moment of silence.

"You sure?"

"Related."

"All right." The cop left Evelyn.

Evelyn stared at the back of the police who were getting away, there was a sense of pain every time she saw freedom out there. Evelyn drowned her face between her knees. He cried and shed his tears on his lap.

"Why don't you want to see me?"

After sinking into tears for a long time, Evelyn heard a familiar voice. A woman's voice is firm, yet also gentle. With hesitation Evelyn raised her face. And just think of his guess. The blue-faced lady stood majestically in front of the bars.

"What are you coming here for?" ask Evelyn. His voice sounded clear, but also firm.

"To meet you" replied Bylla.

"You feel like you're winning, and you're gonna laugh at me, aren't you?" Evelyn's breathing began to hunt. Anger and despair, squeezing in the chest.

"You're wrong, I came here with my summaries. I know, in addition to being a suspect, you are also a victim. Fellow lady, I understand how you feel. My husband will talk to the police, he will help ease your sentence" Bylla said.

Evelyn gasped, and she stared at Bylla, "what do you mean?"

"We can't lift the punishment that ensnared you, but we can help ease it. I'm sorry Mas Ghani put you here, but you know, he loves Alina very much. The girl was already like her own child, she would not stay silent if there was someone to hurt her." Bylla looked at Evelyn with pity. He knew how devastated the woman who was cowering before him was.

"I had no other choice, I was in desperate need of money at the time." Evelyn lowered her head, hiding the roar of tears.

"I know, but I don't justify your ways either. Whatever the reason, crime cannot be justified."

"But it's not forever that evil wins, Evelyn. There is a God who is all-just, God will not allow the truth to be oppressed.

Be patient, if you are still here in the next few months. One thing you have to remember, your life doesn't end because of this, Evelyn. You have a long way to go, there is still plenty of time to knit for a more beautiful future" Bylla said.

"I've been devastated, very broken. My career is over, I won't be able to fix it anymore."

"You're wrong Evelyn. Even if you can no longer be a model, there are still many ways to make money. Did you lose to Alina? He was still a boy, but could face the rigors of life with a smile. You know, ever since he was banished to Suabaya, he's been living on the streets. It took a lot of effort to get a bite of rice, and for days he was able to survive. Mas Ghani found him, but his life did not change much. You also know how Mas Ghani lived. For years Alina enjoyed living in the midst of simplicity, until she finally regained what she was entitled to. Sometimes we have to pass Evelyn's test, before we arrive at a good time." Bylla spoke at length, to encourage Evelyn.

"I'm pregnant, without a husband. You think it's easy to get through all that! Not Bylla! People will demean me, and they will also demean my son. Do you think there's any reason to survive? No, absolutely nothing!" Evelyn shook her head quickly.

"If you think this is the worst, do you think trapping another man is the best option. If you succeed, what do you get besides status, Evelyn? You're gonna live on a lie, do you think it's gonna make you happy? No, you won't be happy" Bylla said firmly.

"I don't want this, but why should I bear the disgrace. All these years I have kept my honor, and all in vain. It wasn't me who did it, but I who bore the shame" lamented Evelyn.

"Do you believe in the existence of God?" ask Bylla.

Evelyn did not reply, she just stared fixedly at Bylla.

"If you had faith, you wouldn't feel down, Evelyn. Trust God, He who knows what is best for you. He can make the impossible, possible. Get close to Him, and rest assured that one day someone will love you and accept your situation" Bylla continued with a sweet smile.

"Is that possible?" Evelyn murmured.

"It's possible" replied Bylla.

Two pairs of eyes clashed, Bylla trying to convince Evelyn, so that the woman could get out of the slump.

As for Evelyn, she was trying to find a glimmer of confidence in herself. He tried to be tough, like the hooded woman before him.

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The wind whirling combined with the pounding of the waves, became harmonious in the song of seagulls flying over the ocean. Warm sunlight that almost returned to the contest, hit the sparkle of white sand that stretches along the beach.

Two people sit together on a rock, linking fingers together, permeating the flow of love and love.

"I've always been fascinated by the panorama here. I feel like a natural child." A straight-haired woman with a thick and neat front bang, resting her head on the shoulders of a lover. He closed his eyes, enjoying the beauty of nature like no other.

"The panorama here is beautiful, but not as beautiful as your face. Of the many things I have seen, staring at my reflection in your eyeballs. I've always been swept up in your charms, honey." The man embraces his lover, gently rubbing his smooth arm covered in a thin cloth.

The man smiled widely, in his heart he cheered cheerfully, because he managed to make an appeal to his woman. Not in vain every night surfing in cyberspace, just for the sake of learning sweet words to melt the heart of women.

Next to his hand reached into the pocket of his pants, felt a small object that is usually embedded in the ring finger. He will not miss the opportunity, this second also he will propose to his lover.

Seriate...

Who are they??