Love Made In Hong Kong

Part.9 Is This the Seed of Love?

Povs. Farenzy

There have been several meetings between me and him. It was ordinary at first. I assume he's a guest in our house. My family home I mean. Because I am not married but have separated the house with my parents, sister and grandmother. I bought my own house from my hard work. Without their intervention. Ten years ago I was still in X class at a High School in Magelang we had a disaster. That is the house that I, my grandmother and also my sister lived in experienced a fire until it was charred without rest. Grandma told mama and papa that actually only a few months have moved to Hong Kong because papa opened a new business here and because it was new it must be managed directly by his own hands. And finally mom asked us to come with her and dad stayed in Hong Kong.

Since then, my sister and I have also moved schools. A rushed impression in my opinion. Yeah, why is that? Can't mom and dad just send money to rebuild our house? And while our house was built I, my grandmother and my sister Nasya could live in the house of Fatimah's mother who was not far from the house we occupied. Ms. Lek Fatimah is the younger sister of the grandmother's mother as well. Honestly, I prefer to live in Indonesia than in Hong Kong or in Turkey as a country of origin. But what's the power, my sister and I are just children and we have to follow their will as parents. Two years after that I graduated from high school. I went to college at The Hong Kong Polytechnic University for about three and a half years and I went to my S1 class and then I graduated.

After graduation I tried to open my own business in the field of making organic instant noodles. Although small and borrowed capital from papa but over time my efforts continue to grow until I can open branches in several places. And from the results of that effort I can buy the house that I currently occupy. Well, that's a glimpse of who and how I am.

Now back to my feelings for Aini. The woman I just met wasn't even two months ago. Although I thought of him as a guest in our house, but somehow every time my mom asked me to accompany her somewhere or pick her up from somewhere else my heart felt so happy, and even as if I'd never gotten close to him. Hey.. What's going on? Am I in love?. Of love? I used to fall in love before when I was in High School in Magelang with my classmate, and while in college I also loved a native girl, but due to differences in beliefs my family did not approve of our relationship. But what if now I fell in love with a family assistant what my parents would agree to. Or will they reject it again?. Ah. I don't know what's clear this taste is so beautiful I feel.

" Yau yan ta tinwa wan lei siu ye(there's a phone for you tmuda )." An employee came to me. Disperse my daydreams about Aini. I immediately turned to him and then immediately approached the phone on the desk not far from where I was standing staring out the window. Phone from mom.

"Assalamualaikum Ren, did you tell Aini the details of the place and the road where the course was?" Ask mama.

"Vaalaikumsalam. Yes ma, Renzy has told me the details. Yesterday also Renzy gave hp number just in case he forgot to be able to directly nelphon Renzy ma." I obviously did to mama.

"Owh. Later in the night you can come home no?" Ask my mom again.

"What do you want tonight?" Ask me back.

"If you have time for dinner at home tonight. Mama misses we're having dinner together." Bring mama.

"Oh. Then yes ma, Renzy's coming tonight." I could never refuse my mother's request or order.

"Okay baby, I'll see you tonight, mama shut the phone. Assalamualaikum."

"Yes ma, waalwaalaikumsalam."

I put the telephon handle back on my desk. I'm back at work. Trying to focus on my job but it seems like it's very difficult. I can't wait to meet him. Want to immediately look at her innocent face but display a million charms of beauty that makes me unable to budge even a little from her shadow. So beautiful. So pretty. Her smile is so sweet. Makes my male soul grin to want to have it forever.

After work, I took a shower and prepared for dinner at my parents' house. The distance between my home and my parents' house is not close. I live in Tsim sa sui and my parents are in Sheung Wan.

At my parents' house. Actually there's a little bit of kegetirsn in my soul. Dinner was going on, grandma was sitting in her wheelchair. Aini was in the right seat of grandma, then Nasha was next to her, then mom, then I was right opposite Aini. Next to me is papa. I tried to hide all the feelings in my heart. I see Aini occasionally glancing at me. I tried my hardest to be ordinary. Let no one know that I am feeling the vibration of the seed of love in my heart. Even if it's Aini. He was also not yet the time to know about this taste. Let me keep it to myself until the time is right for me to reveal.

"Farenzy let's donk, add more food." Mom started to open her voice. In my heart I begged not to let my mother tell Aini that I was their child.

"Yes. I'll take it myself if I'm less." My answer.

"Here, you're the good one eating it too." Papa's word to Aini.

"Yes sir." Aini replied briefly and then she resumed eating the food that had been on her plate with a little embarrassment.

Sometimes Nasya invites Aini to tell her about her hometown in Indonesia. Nasya asks Aini's favorite food and the food Aini misses the most during her time working in Hong Kong.

"My favorite food is gado-gado Nas. And what I miss the most is definitely a hodgepodge as well and there's another one that's ketoprak."

"Owh. if so later sometime I invite you around we look for ketoprak and hodgepodge here yes."

Is there anyone here who sells that food?" Ask Aini excitedly.

"Who knows if there is Ai. You see, I've jumpedain some halal food stalls specifically Indonesia." Nasya said telling Aini.

Then we all went on to dinner. But this beautiful beat with its tone that echoed with all my might I kept hidden.

Seriate..