Because of Lent

Because of Lent
Chapter 51. Valuable Lessons



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After finishing eating, Galang invited Vina to come home soon, Galang stood beside Vina, since earlier his hand continued to be on Vina's waist did not move. That certainly made the four people glare.


"Look, Pras. She's a really cheap woman. You're lucky to divorce her immediately."


"What, anyway, Mom. Don't say anything more about Vina. Do you want to be in jail again?"


Ms. Siti was silent. He grunted annoyedly. It was like losing her appetite. He now even imagined the face of the man who was with Vina earlier.


"Mother and Asya, please! don't bother Vina anymore. He has nothing to do with this family anymore" said Bagas annoyed. How not, he only found out about the Adiatirta family yesterday after opening the gluegel world window application.


It turns out that Vina's late father was included in the row of the richest people number 11 in Asia and Pras who was stupid easily let go of the only daughter of Saleh Adiatirta. So stupid.


"How have you been quiet since then, Gas?"


"That's okay," replied Bagas briefly.


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Vina and Galang now pass the atmosphere of twilight with a walk in the old city. Close proximity to understand each other. Although in fact, just by staring at Vina alone Galang could know the nature of Vina who tended to be very kind and polite.


"Mas, Deck." Vina and Galang both called. Both of them turned their heads together then they laughed.


"You go first, Deck," said Galang.


"Ehm, could not mas Galang don't call me Dek, it feels like .... " Vina did not continue her words. He felt bad to say it, but to continue being called with the call Pras used to give him. It was hard for Vina to accept.


"Well, then I'll replace it with darling how?"


"Ish, what, the hell, Mas." Vina covered her face in embarrassment, Galang chuckled.


"Keep what dong? cook mas just call you, Vina."


"Yes, for a while use the name, Mas. We'll think about it again later."


"After what?"


"After the passage of time, Mas," said Vina. He walked back down the ledge. When Vina saw a boy peddling a tissue. Vina called.


"Are you alone or with friends?" vina asked the boy who might be 7 or 8 years old.


"People are rich usually, brother, but we're spreading. You see if together continue to trade we often do not run out."


"Yes, already. Now you count your trades first. That's how much, brother will pay for everything. Keep calling your friends who are usually the same you."


The boy looked sparkling, his lips carved a wide smile, but before long, the smile disappeared as his clear eyes stared at an old man who was picking up trash.


"Sister, can I ask for the money now?" Vina nodded and took out a few hundred money sheets."


"I-this is mostly, brother. I just brought 30 tissues with me." Vina smiled seeing the innocence of the boy.


"You can give some to grandfather. You pity him, don't you?" ask Vina. The boy nodded vigorously and then ran up to the grandfather. The boy pulled 2 pieces of money hundreds of it and gave it to the scavenger grandfather. The boy's smile grew wider as he pointed towards Vina.


Again he was fascinated by Vina. It seemed like he was used to being there because the boy seemed to have a terrible mess with Vina.


Hearing that, Vina almost shed her tears from being moved. Money for him is not much but for some people is very valuable.


"Oh yes, Brother. This is sister's money's excess."


"That's nothing.more for you. The important thing is that you take care of it, yeah."


"Yes, Brother. Thank ye. I'll call my friends first, yeah, brother."


Vina nodded. He was sitting on a chair while waiting for some of the boy's friends earlier.


"What do you want to do after this?" ask Galang.


"Later, I'll tell you, Mom. Curious, huh?" ask Vina. Galang. However, shortly after, the boy had already brought 4 of his friends. There are those who sell bottled water, some sell wet cakes, some also sell candy and tissues just like the boy.


"Deni, don't you weigh that many bottles?"


"Engga, Brother. I want to help my mother."


"His arm has Deni only this is there anything else."


"There are others, brother, still 1 carton."


"Yes, bring it here. Later as usual, one bag filled with 1 bottle of the same food sold by Aji. Later Andi with his sister who distributed as usual, yes."


"Yes, Brother Vina. Thank you, Mr. Vina, for always selling our merchandise" Andi said. Vina nodded and rubbed the boy's head. The four boys share the task, Vina helps Aji and Deni pack a bottle of drinks and some cakes that Aji sells. While Galang helped Andi and her sister distribute plastic bags that had been filled by Vina.


It was a very impressive first experience for Galang. He had not expected to find a wingless angel like Vina. It seemed that Vina cared deeply for those boys.


After everything was distributed Vina thrust a bottle of mineral water on Galang. I accepted it while saying thank you.


Vina then helped Andi's sister count her wares and then wrapped her in a makeshift bag.


"You remember my sister's message, right?" asked Vina the four boys nodded almost simultaneously. After the four of them greeted Vina and Galang they left with happy smiles.


Vina and Galang finally decided to go home. During the trip every time there was a red light, Vina opened the window of Galang's car to distribute the wipes he bought to the motorcyclist.


Galang smiled faintly at what his future wife had done. Both of them have arrived at Vina's house.


"I didn't stop by, yeah. Enzo's gonna be pissed if I drop by without him."


"Yes, nothing. Thanks for today, Mommy."


"I should have said that. Thank you for teaching me something simple, but very meaningful."


"That's nothing, Mom. They deserve happiness too. Because sometimes, what we think is small is possible for some people is something big. Giving can make others happy. Why don't we do it?"


"Next time we take Enzo, yeah. He must be happy to be taken to that place."


"Yes, Mum."


He went home because he couldn't wait to see his son. He was traveling at a speed heading towards his residence.