THE FORGOTTEN LOVE On The Train
PRETORIA: Last Night in Pretoria
Valentino opened the door with his key card, his heart beating when he found his room pitch black. He placed his key card on the key box and the room became bright, the heating machine was on. Valentino's heart was pounding more and more, he was circulating his gaze. He did not find Leyka in the room.
His eyes were fixed on a box with a piece of paper, on the nightstand beside his bed. His eyes blushed for a moment. His heart is pumped. His bone bones seemed to be detached, a chill crawled all over his body.
Dear Valentino's,...
Val, I'm leaving. This is a gift from me. The Zulu belt is made of bull skin. According to them this was an immortal belt. Which means eternal. Thank you for everything, for the useless time I was with you.. Thank you for all the gifts you gave me. I took her because you'd be mad if I left her. This ring I'm wearing.. Maybe I'll sell it if I want a piece of red velvet cake. May you be happy Val, I don't have enough good prayers for your success, because I believe you can achieve it. I hope we won't see each other again and don't touch each other in the future. Today is enough, Val.. We hurt each other.. I promise I won't interfere with your life, I hope so will you. We're just strangers, at crossroads, I'll never go North and you'll never go South.. Because we will forever be strangers.. Goodbye Pinnokio, Grandpa Geppeto is waiting for you..
Leyka Paquito's.
A bit about Bread with butter, which describes the wartime tribulation, when Italy colonized and colonized each other. Italy has a history of its own, having conquered the African State, one of the supporters of the Nazis in Germany, included in the ranks of the European empire, and also the national league.
Unleavened bread is a picture of famine during world war I. Bread without butter, is a time of distress. Bread with butter spread, or what is known today as garlic bread is bread for commoners in the era of world war II. After the war ended and the times changed, the bakers made the bread again and expanded until now. People usually eat bread with meat, processed fish or eggs, but people in economic strata with low living standards, they only consume 3 bread as the main menu. Bread is not leavened or eat bread alone because there is not enough money to buy meat and eat bread with butter, because their money is only enough to buy butter.
In the present era, unleavened bread and bread without or with butter, it occupies a restaurant or five-star cafe. Bakers and chefs get rid of those gaps and differences. But that term, unleavened Bread and Bread with or without Butter became a popular term and expression of sarcasm, used for everyday language. Even in various parts of the world, there are those who celebrate the feast of Unleavened Bread. It is so that man remembers the suffering and concern that teaches man not to raise his head high, but to lower his head looking down.
Red Velvet Cake is used as a symbol of luxury and wealth. The symbol used for the upper classes who have the highest strata. Overall, Valentino wants Red Velvet and Leyka just wants enough bread for him, Leyka was taught by her father, who was only a commoner, who married Rosemary, a noblewoman from King Felipe to VI. Leyka was taught always to look down like Valentino who now looked down as deeply as he read Leyka's letter that slapped his pride. He even sat on the floor and leaned against the bed. His body was as if it was not boned.
"Leyka" said Valentino, squeezing the letter. His eyes glazed over his mind flying at his quarrel just now.
"There's something wrong with my words. No. gabe.. No. gabe.. She's a different woman. She was a woman who did not think of treasures even she threw away her noble title just to become an ordinary person.. Oh, my God, I treated him like.. Like-- Rebecca!! Leyka Shit! Where the hell are you going?" Valentino's getting fucked up.
"Where are you?!" eyes with a reddish tinge, finally lowering the warm liquid that soaked the cheeks up to his chin. His eyebrows stiffened and shriveled warmly.
"I made a mistake!"Valentino ruffled his hair. He thought hard about where Leyka was at the moment. Valentinopun hurried to clean up all his belongings, as he stared into his room with Leyka. His laughter, his smile, his sighs even his cries flashed across Valentino's head. He closed the door with all the hurt feelings mixed with regret and he rushed to check out of the Hotel Castello de Monte.
Leyka where are you.. Why don't I recognize you.. What I was thinking.. She's not Rebecca.. She's Leyka Paquito, a different and special woman.. I'm so stupid..
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"So she's not your boyfriend?" Leyka shook her head with a pushy look.
"He's just a stranger you just met?" Leykapun nodded and his tears returned.
"Do you like that guy?" Leyka.
"Looks like he's a good guy" Leyka blinked her eyes, her lashes still wet and looking scattered. He leaned his head against the chest of the person he considered to be his father, the gentle caress of his hair greatly calmed his heart. Yeah, Leyka to Helbert's.
Leyka did not want to tell a story but question after question, weakening her heart so that her tears just fell without being able to prevent it. Helbert's embrace made Leyka even more watery.
"Tia Rhamona (aunt; spain) is very experienced in judging men" Helbert said in a satirical tone.
"But only you can conquer me - - Rhamona said to her husband, she stroked Leyka's hair - - - heard my little daughter. Love, it's true there has to be something bigger. But even sacrifice cannot mean that it is your true love. Sometimes, people have to experience the test of Love and time will test it. Sacrifice so great, it cannot be considered true love. Whether misfortune or luck, did you see your mother's sacrifice to love your father? Leaving behind the title of nobility and instead of Locki Gusmo who became the winner in the end" Rhamona's gentle caress made Leyka shuffle from Helbert's embrace, she wiped her eyes and hugged Rhamona.
"Thank you Tia (auntie), my heart is getting better now" Leyka said with a forced smile.
"Pachito, you're young, your life is long. Your dream is not to make your steps stop. Walk without waking from your dreams. Dreams tucked in hope, Pachito. You just have to grab it. You should never give up your hope. Do everything according to your heart, learn to hear your heart. Don't fight it" Leyka again showed her smile, as Rhamona stroked her cheek. There is comfort in the Helbert family, in contrast to his own family in Palma. Family like Hell for Leyka.
"The night is late, you should rest" Helbert stroked Leyka's thin and paled back. They sat down on the living room sofa in front of the fireplace which warmed the room when night fell.
"Vaders.. Moeder (father, mother; Africa)" they simultaneously turned towards the footsteps that entered the living room.
A black man and a white man walked up the stairs with red eyes.
"Henry, did you come home late?" rhamona asked and the men stopped their steps.
"Moeder (Mother; Africa) I'm sorry-Ahh, looks like there's a guest or Moeder picking up a bum?" Leyka was stunned to hear the man called Henry say with sarcasm, Henry looked relaxed while Leyka looked bad, but because of his anxiety, due to Valentino's actions, he did not react with the words Henry said.
"Henry keep talking! He's Leyka Uncle Pacho's son?" hardik Helbert opened Henry's eyes.
"Oh My God! Was he the crybaby?- Wait for me to take my friend to the room, he was drunk" Henry asked his white friend up the stairs to take him to the room.
"Leyka forgive Henry, do you remember Henry?"
"Tia Rhamona, my memory is minimal. I don't even remember how she used to be as a child" Leyka tried to blow away her memories.
"I took my son to Palma a year after your father left. And it's Henry one of your age" Helbert finally raised her voice. Leykapun recalled a faint fragment of his childhood memory.
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The childhood of Leyka
"Henry, why is your hair like broccoli?" little Leyka asked with a pinocchio wooden doll in her arms. His round eyes stared at Henry's small hair and tilted his head.
"That's because, I don't like broccoli-said Mother, the broccoli vegetable in the King's habitation of invisible broccoli and cursing the child's hair that doesn't like broccoli" Leyka shut her reddish mouth, it was opened because of Henry's words.
"Ooh No! I want to eat broccoli, I'll love it! I don't want my hair to be Broccoli!" peek at Leyka with glowing round eyes.
"Trust me, it doesn't taste good! I'm still good looking even though my hair is like broccoli!" henry said with a waistline at last crossed.
"But I'm not good-looking when my hair is like a broccoli" Leyka rubbed her chubby cheeks and rubbed her own hair.
"Cihh, because you're a girl! But King Broccoli will curse your pinokiom doll!" Henry pointed with his index finger, a wooden doll in Leyka's arms
"Can King Broccoli turn a Pinocchio into a human? I know it's just a fairy tale" Leykapun arrived lethargic.
"Why do you want to make him human?"
"I want him to get me out of here, out of my house and take me to Grandpa Geppeto's house, I'll have Grandpa Geppeto conjure Ella Gusmo and Locki into a wooden doll" leyka said half a whisper between her flowing tears right then and there.
"They must be bullying you! Don't cry! Leave it to me and let's reply!" Henry pulls Leyka's hands running and they make a mess. Only Ella Gusmo's screams splashed in the pool after that.
"Hey!! Ley! The leyka! Pinokiioo!" Leyka gasped from the daydream, as Henry flicked his finger in front of her face.
"Henri! Broccoli! Is this you?" Leyka stood up straight and circled Henry's body. Helbert and Rhamona laughed with a look at each other.
"Yes, crybaby ! You remember me?"
"Big Henry!!" leyka exclaimed with a cheerful cheer. Henry raised his head and crossed his signature style when Henry was a child. Leyka broke down and hugged Henry by shaking her body left and right so that Henry swayed.
"Hey be careful with your attitude, we're not little kids anymore, I'm a grown man and I'm a normal man!" Leyka broke down and hit Henry's arm. Helbert and Rhamona laughed at the two of them.
"I'm sorry for what I said" Henry said.
"Huh! Good thing you bullied Ella Gusmo for me, so I forgive you" Leyka replied as she punched Henry in the chest.
"That's because Moeder always brings home whoever's stranded on the streets" Henry shook his head.
"It's because of Tia Rhamona's kindness, not cruel like you"
"Leyka, Henry lives in Paris. When you go there, stop by. He went to college and worked there. He had interned in college, and finally was appointed a permanent employee" Helbert said.
"Henri! Is true?" Leyka still rounded her eyes.
"You know, right? My brain is watered down and not easily suppressed"
"Hissh! You insinuating me, Broccoli?" back Leyka smacked, Henry's arm.
"I like Broccoli now, how long are you in Pretoria?" Henry asked silently watching Leyka clingy.
"Leyka will be back tomorrow, you're late" Helbert said quickly.
"I'm sorry - I'll be back tomorrow to Paris with my friends, tomorrow we'll talk again. It felt like my head was very heavy" Henry said in a sneeze at his temple.
"Rest me, I'll sleep too" Leyka smiled as she patted Henry's arm.
"Alright, Leyka follow Tia (auntie) to your room" said Rhamona got up and took Leyka's hand.
"Vader, Moeder, Leyka.. Goeie nag (good night; africa)" Henry said as he climbed the stairs to his room.
Leyka entered the guest room with a wooden floor. He threw his body on his back, Valentino's face just crossed. He buried his face, but the image of Valentino never left his mind. Late night, time kept turning, second by minute walking drained memories that could not be eroded for now. Leykapun.
Val are you looking for me? Are you okay..
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Last Morning in Pretoria
"Buenos Dias, Leyka" Rhamona put down the plate and pulled out his chair and sat down while greeting Leyka in Spanish. Leyka sat down after greeting Helbert and Rhamona. Henry hasn't been seen at the dinner table. Leyka sits at the dinner table and Rhamona serves her, but Leyka prevents her.
"Tia, just let Leyka go. Tia, take a break" Leykapun got up and poured the breakfast menu on Helbert's plate, Rhamona and his.
African lamb curry as a side dish and as a staple food is a typical African rice preparation such as risoto which contains rice, red beans, green beans, corn, pili beans and sprinkled almond shards, hazelnuts, walnuts and pistachio nuts with reddish African spices that contain many spices. Garlic Bread neatly arranged on the table, Leyka took it with a smile, she remembered Valentino. After everything is ready to be served to each plate, Leyka again sat down and ate her breakfast.
"Later Uncle will take you, your ticket is gone, right? Uncle will be your guarantor. And you have to focus on going home once you get to Johannesburg. Because if you don't, you'll be tempted there to stay. Johannesburg are no less good. It's more modern. There are many expatriates from all over the world, especially British and Dutch" Helbert said, opening talks while eating his food.
"A lot of good-looking men there" Rhamona chuckled as she rolled her eyes at Leyka.
"I want to get to Barcelona, Tia. I'm not interested in any man. Leyka is lazy to be in a relationship with a man for a while. I just want to focus on my life. Looking for a job and getting to know my father's family more closely" Leyka said in a flat tone.
"Well, didn't I hear wrong? Leyka, are you heartbroken?" As Henry walked down the stairs with his friend, he looked neat.
"Hish, I'm not heartbroken! I'm in pre-menstruated syndrome. Be careful to talk to me, I can make your face a broccoli!" Henry laughed at everything at the dinner table, a familiar laugh. A lost company after his father died. Henry approached Leyka with his friend.
"Ley, meet my friend! We're one company and one room in Paris. She was also a photographer" Leyka then looked into the eyes of a man standing beside Henry. Leyka stood up, they threw smiles and looked at each other with their hands out.
"Damian - Damian Vreygano"
"Leyka - Leyka Paquito Fernandes"
Is this the girl I photographed at the Palace of Justice yesterday? Or just similar? Seems different.. Then where's the guy? No. No. It doesn't seem like that girl.. I'll check it out later.. DAMIANS.
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y'all yeah, mbok do not constrict nganu eh concluded miliatu too cepet 🤣
how long have you been together in my row eh sisihku 🤣 dede emeesshh deh. Apal dong kl groove mengduutkan 🤣
The real farewell was when everything was just fine. Not during a fight! I think it's more nyesek, don't know deh klean. I'd like to tell Leyka where Valentino is going, who he met and what he did last night.. 🤣
Hold my groove rich hold a solid nganu bar. I udh prnh said, meet on the train, split on the train and unite again at. ehmm there deehh 😜.
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