
In his chaotic mind because he only thought about the kindness of Mr. AK, Asthma forgot that Pak maman said his uncle was looking for him. The sound of the phone ringing sounded quite loud above the nightstand, making Asma take it and see who called her.
"Uncle, well I forgot.. How's this! Lift it or not yes, aah just lift it instead of getting angry later uncle." said Asma and shifted the green button on the HP screen.
"Haaloo." said Asma.
"Hey the kid doesn't know himself! Wherever you go, you're tired of living! Cepetan come to my house!" uncle Rico shouted and immediately turned off his phone unilaterally.
"God my ears are so hot, let's go Asthma, don't waste any more time." murmured Asthma and lowered her legs to get out of her room.
The state of Villa is quite quiet makes Asma quite grateful at least going out without seeing his guests, with a limp leg Asma out of the Villa and came to his uncle's house, but without Astma's knowledge, without Astma's knowledge, in the back there is already Mr. AK who watches his movements silently.
Seen with a limp Asma tried to walk fast as if that speed would save her from her death, making Mr. AK just shake his head with the careless actions of the girl in front of him. Seen in Sana a building called the House where his uncle's family lived, it is seen that the middle-aged man was already standing with his hands crossed as if holding back his anger.
"Pamaan." said Asma after arriving in front of his uncle's house.
"You're Not Useful! Didn't I say to get a lot of money but you instead gave a lot of food to the guests! Are you going to bankrupt me, huh! Answer it! " shouted the middle-aged man.
" Uncle uncle, I just want our guests to be happy with the waitress and Villa and will come back again someday." replied Asma lowered her head.
"**I can't stand all your work! I broke up, the villa I'm selling. Go there! " excited Uncle Rico and stepped into the house.
Bruk (door closed hard)
Not** had time to come in but the door was slammed in front of his face, although his voice was exhausted to scream still his uncle did not open the door. Even the sound of her yelling was considered the wind then, without feeling now her voice runs out and only leaves her tears that continue to flow.
Suppose there was another way to get money so that his uncle was happy, certainly Asma did but Villa was sold, it was the hardest thing for Asma. It was in the Villa that all the sweet memories with his parents were stored, that was the only thing left for Asma even though Villa had changed hands but since his uncle gave permission to Asma manage Villa.
Only that was what always made her smile and let go of all the burdens of her life, the treatment of her uncle was not so important because it was used to it but losing Villa was just like losing both of her parents once again.
"Ck!Why does that girl have such a crying hobby! I've helped you in my own way. Just let it cry as much as possible, later it also stops." Inner Mr. AK And back to the Villa let Asma rest in front of his uncle's house with her unrelenting tears.
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"**This Asma Is A farewell Gift From Mr. AK. And yes this letter is also for you." said Gio who still lives in Villa is Mr. AK must return to the business world for an emergency meeting.
Lay the tired body of the soul and body, close your eyes while remembering every sweet memory with both parents. Yet all became weeping again And again when his uncle's remark was heard again, by holding back her sadness Asma took a drink on the nightstand but instead her hand dropped a gift box and the letter that Gio gave her below.
The letter was written neatly in handwriting, anyone who saw the writing could certainly understand the author had a perfection** side**.
...*For Asthma...
Do you know what the best thing in life is?
Full Moon
Where to perfect her covering the stain inside her..
Time turns a speck of light into a Full Moon where patience is the key..
Do you know what looks good but hurts?
Eclipse Month
Where without the right object to see the Eclipse, then the results will be bad..
The time of the Eclipse is very short but that is the hardest time...
So the Full Moon is not an Eclipse, make your patience your sincerity.
Think of this as a thank you to your servant.
Mr AK*
In the opening of the gift box that turned out to contain a roll of paper, when the scroll was opened really Asma's heart as if screaming in disbelief. The power of attorney over the Villa Belonging to his parents has now returned to be in his name and in his written Letter of agreement if his Uncle can no longer take the Villa even though Asma is no longer alive the villa will be donated to Orphanage.
"Hiks... Hix.. Mr. AK is good. May I be able to repay her kindness someday, Ameen." said Asma hugged the gift box tightly.
"I will be the Full Moon as long as my breath is still mine, Thank you Mr. AK for coming into my life for a moment" he said.