A Piece of Asa In A Taste
The Past of Bylla

The flash back

In one corner of Paris, in a place not far from the Eiffel Tower. Bylla was born, and grew up to be a teenage girl. Many memories that he passed in the city, whether sweet memories, or bitter memories.

At the age of five, Mikayla Dela Vinci was born. Bylla was very happy at that time, he would have friends to play with, he thought.

But as time went on, everything began to change, the path of his life was not as beautiful as what was in his shadow.

The affection of her parents is diminishing, their attention is only on Mikayla. And all that continued, until Bylla was a teenager. At her graduation party, her parents were unable to attend, as they accompanied Mikayla on a walk. At that time, only Mr. Dani accompanied him. Bylla was very sad, her parents were very unfair in giving her affection, and also attention.

Because too disappointed with the attitude of his parents, after graduating High School, Bylla went to Indonesia, with the reason to accompany his grandparents. And again Bylla swallowed disappointment, the person immediately allowed it, without thinking long. They wouldn't mind if Bylla left Paris. Does his presence mean nothing?

With wounds and disappointment, Bylla went to Indonesia. He decided to study in this country. He hoped that, after living far away, his parents would be fair to him.

Since college he met Reymond, a humorous man who always entertained him, while he was sad. But at that time they were only friends, because Reymond already had a lover. Bylla, his heart is already tethered to Rubben, a young and handsome doctor who works in one of the hospitals in Paris. They knew each other, because Aryna, Rubben's sister was Bylla's close friend. Rubben's personality is very good, making Bylla powerless to resist his feelings.

After finishing her studies, Bylla returned to Paris. He intended to work in his father's office, at that time his relationship with Rubben was still fine. But how surprised Bylla, when he set his foot there again. Rubben has been in a relationship with Mikayla, his younger sister. And the relationship was sanctioned by both of his parents.

"Ma, why did Mama bless them? All this time I've been close to Brother Rubben, have you never seen my true feelings?" bylla asked while looking at her mother.

"They love Bylla, what can you do, other than bless them?"

"But I love her, Ma!"

"You never said that to Mama, so how could you possibly know how you feel." Said Ella, Bylla's birth mother.

"How can I talk to Mama, Mama never had time for me, always Mika, Mika, and Mika." Bylla said with annoyance, years of living far apart, it did not change the situation.

"Bylla, what are you talking about, she's your sister. She's..."

"But I'm also Mama's son, all this time I've been relenting for her sake. Is my attitude so far still not good, is I still wrong in the eyes of Mama!" bylla said with tears beginning to drip down her cheeks.

"What's this?" kairi asked who suddenly appeared between them.

"Ma, why is Bylla crying?" kairi asked while looking at his wife.

"She, she loves Rubben." Ella answered without looking.

"Bylla, honey, listen to Papa!" kairi said as she approached Bylla, and held both of her shoulders.

"Since five months ago, Rubben has been in a relationship with Mika. You please let her be, let Mika be happy. Papa is sure that one day you will meet a much better man than Rubben. Whoever you choose, Papa promises, Papa will bless" Kairi said, staring into her son's blue eyes.

"Father, it turns out you don't support me either. Why, why is it only Mika you noticed? I was in pain to receive this kind of treatment," Inner Bylla bit her lip, trying hard not to scream vent the pain.

"I understand Pa, I'll forget Brother Rubben. I would, if it could make Mika happy. Didn't a sister have to divide her sister, even if it would hurt her own feelings," Bylla said, letting go of her father's hand, and stepped away into her room.

But just a few steps he walked, he turned his head back, looking at his father and mother.

"I'll go back to Indonesia, I'll continue my life there. I want to accompany Oma, and Opa," said Bylla in a flat tone.

Ella and Kairi knew that her daughter was disappointed.

Bylla continued to step up, without caring about the pushy gaze of her parents. At first glance Bylla could see, her parents' gaze held a frown, like a burden that was difficult to express. But again Bylla ignored him, whatever the reason, he did not accept with injustice in his family.

The next day, Bylla went to see Rubben. He will say goodbye to return to Indonesia. Inwardly, he hoped that his royal man would hold him back from leaving. But reality does not live up to expectations.

"Sir Rubben, tomorrow I will return to Indonesia." Bylla began her conversation.

"You're not staying here?" ask Rubben.

"No."

"Whatever your choice, it must be the best. Be careful there, take good care of yourself!" rubben said with a smile.

Bylla looked at him fixedly, there was a feeling of disappointment that started to approach him.

"You have absolutely no intention of holding me back, sister," Bylla's inner self in her heart.

"Yes." Yeah." Reply Bylla briefly.

Silent, for a while they kept quiet. Between the two, no one opened their voices.

"Sister!" call Bylla after being quiet for a few minutes.

"Hmm."

"Of course, she's a good girl." Answer Rubben.

"I'm glad to hear it, take good care of him, may you be happy." Bylla.

"Yes" replied Rubben with a bitter smile. I don't know what he's thinking.

"Yes, I'm home first Brother!" pamit Bylla as she moved from her seat.

"Yes, careful!"

Bylla walked home with a million disappointments. It turned out that no one was holding him back from leaving. His parents, the man he loved, easily let Bylla go.

"Am I really nothing to them? Was my presence at all they never expected?" bylla muttered while wiping the corners of her eyes that were getting wet.

Bylla arrived at her house at dusk. Bylla went straight into her room, without greeting her parents who were in the living room.

Not long ago Bylla was silent in her room, suddenly Mikayla came to greet her.

"Sir Bylla!" greet Mika while stepping in, and approach her sister.

"What's wrong?" asked Bylla flatly.

"Sister Bylla sure wants to go back to Indonesia, why not just here? I'm definitely gonna miss Bylla."

"Pity Oma and Opa alone." Replied Bylla in a flat tone.

He glanced at his sister's face that looked natural. Actually there is nothing wrong with his face, but because of the attitude of his parents, Bylla so much less like him.

"But we'll be far apart again, sister," Mika muttered softly.

"There's still Mama with Papa, right?"

"Yes, but..."

"Don't overdo Mika, I'm just going to Indonesia, not to the afterlife." Bylla said with annoyance. The nature of his sister is very spoiled, he thinks.

"Sir Bylla" said Mika with a soft look.

"Here you go, I'll take a break, tomorrow I'll take a long trip."

"I'm sorry, Bylla" said Mika.

"Why apologize, you're not wrong" said Bylla.

"I know Brother likes Brother Rubben, I'm sorry I took it from you" Mika said with a bow.

Bylla bit her lip, the wound she tried to close tightly, now gaped back.

"Sister Bylla" called Mika because Bylla was silent.

"Go! I'll be happy if you're happy" said Bylla, turning her face away.

"I'm sorry, Brother."

"Go Mika!" bylla said in a higher tone.

"You know I love her, but you're casually in a relationship with her. Not enough have you taken the love of Mama and Papa, now you take the man who became my first love. What's my fault Mika?" bylla inwardly while shedding her tears.

Flash back off

Bylla's daydream stopped, she felt a warm hand holding her shoulder from behind. Bylla looked over, it was her grandmother who came.

"Oma" said Bylla, wiping away the remains of her tears.

"Why crying? Here's the same story Oma," said Ms Mirna while embracing Bylla's body. He rested Bylla's head on his shoulder.

"When would Mom and Dad care about me, Oma? Is that as bad as me when compared to Mika, why is she the only one Mama and Papa love? I'm his son too, right, Oma?" bylla's words faltered, because she was crying sobbing at this moment.

"Bylla don't talk like that, they love you too, Oma knows that." Ms. Mirna said as she rubbed Bylla's hair.

"But all they noticed was Mika, Oma. They never had time for me, I miss them too, Oma." Say Bylla very slowly.

Seriate...