
While going around looking for wool yarn ordered by Mother. Denny takes Shaka to play on a balloon palace ride. Shaka also invited him to play ball bath there.
How happy the boy's face was. Her laughter continued to sound from her tiny mouth. Whether coincidentally or deliberately, Santana was seen around the playground.
From a little distance. He saw how happy his son was. It's very true that Denny took good care of it. A strange feeling drugged Santana's heart.
Santana was happy to see Shaka happy. But it was like he was losing hope. He turned his body about to go from there but, accidentally he collided with a woman.
"M-Sorry, Ma'am," stuttered Santana. He immediately helped the woman he hit to the fall to get up. A woman with black, thick eyebrows, sharp eyes and a pointed nose. Perfect is the beauty of that woman.
"It's okay, Mom. It's also my fault for not being careful" the woman said, expanding her smile.
That impudence led them to an introduction. Eventually Santana found out the woman's name was Davina. An accessory shop owner was around the place.
They continued chatting in a simple coffee shop. I don't know what kind of wind blew until they became very familiar. The conversation led them to tell each other about their personal life issues.
Long enough they mingle in a sad and riled story. Sometimes they smile in the midst of bitter life stories they tell. Not infrequently one of them tried to strengthen even though only through limited words 'patience ya'.
"OK, Mas Santana. I have to keep my shop. Thank you for being a conversation partner, even though we just knew," said the woman named Davina politely.
"Of course, Ma'am. It was nice to meet and talk to Mama. Even if our meeting was not intentional. I hope this is not our last meeting" Santana said.
"Just calm down, Mom. I work and live around here. So, Mas can come here if you want to see me," said Davina, laughing.
They also split up at that place. Santana went back to her bedroom. With a handful of hopes, hopefully he can meet again with Davina.
Santana was sitting on the couch. Reimagining how Davina smiled and spoke. Unknowingly Santana smiled to herself.
"Hey, what else happened to my brain? Why is he traveling so fast? Or perhaps, Davina's overly alluring charm," inclines Santana to her own thoughts.
Santana got up and rushed to take a shower. Staring at her reflection in the bathroom mirror. He was again carried away by his thoughts to remember Davina.
"Is it true that this heart has departed from Mariam?" he muttered while holding his own chest. He felt his chest was ordinary when he said the name Mariam. However, his beat became extremely tight when he imagined Davina's face.
"Is it right this fast?" reanimate Santana continued to question her own heart. He also grunted annoyed. Then, take a shower to cleanse and refresh his body.
DAG DIG DUG!
Santana's heart pounded even louder. Make himself astonished. He tried repeatedly to pull it off. But the vibration always comes.
"Cannot be. My heart still belongs to Mariam. It can't be so fast to turn to the others" he exasperated.
Seriate....