Asmara The Guard
# Part 10 Asmara SP
Harry Sean Kingston opened his phone screen with a smile that always came out of his lips. He felt very right to leave his very spoiled sister to Daniel Smith.
The pictures of Suzanne enjoying food at her best friend's house made her very calm carrying out the duties of the country. His heart did not need to worry anymore.
And now he's sending pictures of his sister to his parents in New Zealand to keep them all calm until the problem's over.
The man then closed his phone screen and began to continue touring the entire two-state war refugee camp.
The man also checked the newly arrived aid items from Unicef in the form of books or materials that can be used by children of war victims to learn.
After that he and his friends brought the packages to the refugee camps so that they can be used directly to fill the empty time of children.
His steps were riveted only by seeing Zara Mukesh amusing the children of war victims with a very melodious chant from the native language of the area.
"Salaam uncle!" greet the children at once to him. Harry smiled and then waved his hand.
"Salaam!" he retorted as he put his foot into the tent.
A large box of chocolate in his left hand and a large box of books to color the picture in his right hand he put in front of a beautiful woman hooded ala area.
"Vaare’ chhiva? How are you?" say it again to the children while pointing the chocolate box.
"Ba thek chhus, Shukriya. Be well. Thank you." replied the children enthusiastically. They were very happy to be greeted by the soldier with their native language.
"Sorry Miss Mukesh. I take the attention of these children first." Harry told Zara Mukesh who appeared to be happy with the arrival of one of the UN troops.
"Please Mr. They are also getting tired of me, hehehe." said the beautiful woman chuckled. Harry smiled and then pointed some chocolate bars back at the children.
"Who likes chocolate?" he asked with a cheerful face and immediately replied with a loud shout of the children.
"I! Me!" everyone screamed and scrambled for the chocolate. Until someone gets hysterical and cries.
Zara Mukesh who had expected this kind of riot would happen immediately shouted loudly by counting the numbers one to three so that they all kept quiet.
Finally the mood returned to conducive. Apparently the boys have a lot of respect for Miss Zara Mukesh. And also afraid of him.
Harry smiled with patience the beautiful woman faced all the different children of that character.
"I'm sorry, sir. Next time you want to share food, you have to obey my rules. So that there is no chaos like that" said Zara Mukesh with a smile on her face.
"Oh forgive me Miss Mukesh. Next time I'll learn how to conquer these kids." Harry said, scratching his non-itchy head.
"They're like bombs. It's easy to explode and very dangerous when you don't know her well" she said with a view she threw at children who were safe and calm.
"Oh yeah? so that night you noticed me?" ask Harry to try to guess.
"Not really. I just want to know where those people put the bombs up so I can be careful when I go through those streets" Zara Mukesh smiled.
Harry smiled and felt increasingly curious about the beautiful woman.
"Sir, when is the chocolate divided?" ask a boy who can't wait for the chocolates to be distributed. Harry looked at Zara for permission. The beautiful woman nodded and spoke.
"Our new chocolate is shared if you are organized and not noisy."
"Yes Brother. We'll be good kids "answer them all at once.
"To’h kyaa chhu naav? What's yourname?" harry asked a boy who had the first sequential number to receive the chocolate.
"Your teeth are very good. What if you don't need me to give you chocolate." Harry said. The boy shook his head and then replied.
"This chocolate is not for me sir. But I'll give it to Brother Zara who'll be on his birthday soon." Harry turned his gaze to Zara Mukesh who seemed to be pretending not to hear the child's words.
"Alright Aryan. I'll give you two chocolates. Tell Zara Mukesh's sister that the other chocolate is from me, okay?"
"okkey. Thank you very much Sir. I'll tell you when the time comes." reply the boy and then sit back because the other kids seem to be impatient to get the next turn.
After all the kids have got chocolate. Harry began sharing coloring books with his colored pencils with all the children.
They all had happy faces. Because getting an entertainment to fill the days that are quite boring to be in a refugee camp protected by the UN peacekeeping force.
"Khuda Hafiz!. See you all again. Assalamualaikum." said Harry to all who were in the makeshift tents with a happy and fragrant face.
At a young age, children are already faced with this kind of violence and suffering. Their parents and brothers were killed when they knew nothing.
They are just ordinary civilians who are always victims of the never-ending seizure of territory.
Harry took a deep breath and then exhaled. Seeing this condition, he felt very grateful for living and working in a safe and peaceful country.
And now he is also grateful to be involved in this great Organization to help ease the burden they are experiencing.
"Alright Miss Zara. Excuse me. See you later." said Harry, extending his hand to shake his hand.
Zara Mukesh returned the soldier's hand with a smile on his face.
"I thank you, sir. After your arrival the border area is safer. No more victims of bombs exploding in certain places."
"It was my duty to be brought to this area Miss Mukesh. And I'm really happy to know you." said Harry with a smile on his face.
Zara Mukesh smiled back then turned his gaze to another direction. He does not want to be a spectacle of children if they are talking too long with a man.
"Greetings Miss Mukesh. I'll come back tomorrow. Tell me what you want. I'll look for him for you."
"Huh?" Zara Mukesh looked at the blue-eyed man's face with a confused look of incomprehension.
"Yes. Sometimes we may get bored with this kind of situation. Maybe you want to eat something that's not in this place?"
"No Sir. Everything here is so good. There's a lot of food aid coming in from all over the place."
"We just want to get back home safely. And live like everyone else in this part of the world who lives quietly." Zara said with teary eyes. Harry felt haru and was sad.
Everyone does not want to live in fear at all times. They also want to live quietly with their families. Harry left there feeling heavy.
He wanted to embrace her to give her strength, but she had no right to it.
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