About A Taste

Scouts (1)

"Cling" The sound of my phone notification in the morning.

Slowly I opened my eyes moving my body heavily and reached for the phone that was near me with my hand and then faintly looked at the clock.

I pensively glared while gathering my soul soul to wake from my wake. My dream tonight reminds me of 1 year ago when I first set foot in Tokyo I could not hold back tears accompanied by the memory of my parents' accident news in the winter.

Now I live alone with my brother, Roy, who is currently studying medicine in Switzerland.

I force this soul to wake up and keep going if you know what it's like it's really not easy. But thanks to their support dear to me I was able to survive to this point.

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You know your car entered the forbidden area of western Tokyo, Suuzan, when the steering wheel of the company's red pick-up that was old felt slippery because of the damp point all radio and TV broadcasts this morning informed the situation damaged by the tsunami hit.

I got a little creepy when passing the remains of the reptile carcasses and the carcasses of marine animals on the beach and then held my breath. I shut the glass pick-up tightly and turned on the air filter hoping a gentle breeze could come carrying this scent away from me.

There is good news coming from summer. After spring passed summer came and we were at the restaurant holding a summer night festival with 40% promo discount and honestly I was happy too. "Hopefully those handsome guys who can fill hearts come tonight."

The bad news for now is that the country or emergency management agencies stop spraying mosquitoes and gnats is so extraordinary that the small nations often come to party sucking the blood of the local population. A little bastard flew around in my pickup, I couldn't hit him because I was focused on driving the vehicle I was carrying. And all of a sudden the little bastard dared to go around my ankle that was not covered in clothes, I was forced to stop and pull over to destroy it. With just one clap I made it wa the little bastard floated.

I watched the road situation through the front rearview, then got ready to take a speeding path, but the shrill horn and the noise of the engine roar made me cancel my shift and return to the edges of the road. at first, my stomach was turbulent when the motorcycle appeared out of nowhere I almost grazed the motorcycle. bikers stared at my car from back to front, I turned to her while raising one hand as a gesture of apology.

the helmet glass of the biker was purple and dark blue so I couldn't see his face behind it seconds later, the biker raised his latest hand of Black gloves then headed forward with his noisy machine fluttering white shirt like a sailcloth.His biker was California plated meaning he was a tourist or maybe.

As soon as my phone rang, I was late for work at the restaurant. I mimicked the behavior of the biker and stepped on the gas until it ran aground, assuming the police would intercept the traveler speeding in front of me, or at least give me a sanction warning that will be delivered kindly because I am a woman more precisely a woman.

Staying on the edge of Tokyo is not an easy thing and also not a difficult thing. in January it is estimated that the population of Tokyo reached 13000000 people and for now the latest news reaches 19 to 25 million people.

Upon arrival at the restaurant, I tried to put on a smile and nodded as I politely listened to a piece of wise advice from Ms. Linda supervisor. After that I immediately rushed to stand stand by in my place. I chose a sea of sweet smiles to Father Pao who was a regular guest of our Zi Long restaurant. at first glance the good-natured priest pretended to enjoy pure iced tea when in fact the ice was mixed with alcohol from the small bottle he had hidden in his jacket pocket, seriously.

"Well, Dina, your grandmother would be restless in the grave if she knew the last girl's legacy from your family her current condition was very dear" she said as I delivered a glass of water to her desk.

Oh my God it turns out he didn't let me off the hook.

"You have to be able to maintain the sustainability of the house that point might feel heavy because only last year parents want to be called almighty."

"How about I send Anthony over there, to give you a little help."

"You're so kind, pastor." I actually refused the offer. My family home is the last relic of the Batavia family and wake it was almost collapsed because it has been built for years and is still intact until now. It is true that I need help, but not in return that the pastor expects of his kindness on me. From the movements of his eyes, I'm sure he's intent on the idea of setting me up with Anthony.

"You know, I would gladly pay Anthony if he didn't mind sanding and painting your house. "I just kept quiet and turned my eyes around.

Pasto Pao puffed his chest slightly towards me and approached. "this way, you never pay. My Anthony is just a real man who wants to help women well, that's all. has Anthony told you that he is accepted into law school at the University of Tokyo? "

... I'm nodding.

"He is intelligent, his hobby travels in many places and is able to earn income by utilizing the brain and muscles that are equally well controlled by him. I'll have him at your place next week."

The pastor set his gaze as if looking at me through the nose even though I was standing 3 heads taller than him who was in a sitting position.

I just smiled faintly and placed the glass I was holding right in front of the pao market. "Please drink the priest's plain water" I said as I threw a meaningful look at his iced tea containing alcohol, the codes were.

"I look forward to meeting you at Mass next week "he said after sipping the water I gave him.

"I've had almost a year without a pastor's church. I'll be struck by lightning when I set foot in there next week." I said and turned away.

After that I immediately welcomed the arrival of the other guests who came for lunch at our Zi Long restaurant.