Olives

Freelance

The door of the house opens showing a fabian figure who looks more handsome wearing a maroon with arms folded up to the elbows, and do not forget his gentle smile staring at the olive who was sitting on the living room sofa without expression.

" hi.." said bian slowly scrambling olive's head.

"i want to go to the room first, clean up that we ate.  I just bought your favorite ketoprak." fabian stepped into the room with a smile that still expands on his lips, not realizing that the olive was holding back the cry of seeing him.

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" eat yuk, I laper. " invite fabian to take the bag that is still eggplant on the table.

" i'm gonna talk. "

" we eat first well, we eat new talk." replied fabian who was still patiently serving the words jutek olive.

" no, I want to talk now. "said olive firmly looking into fabian's eyes. Fabian exhaled slowly, then sat beside his wife who was not as usual.

" why?  Any problem? " tanya fabian holds the palm of olive gently.

" i don't want to talk.  I answered honestly." Olive desperately held back her tears that had been at the tip of the spear to want to flow fast. To be honest Olive is really still afraid if fabian is the one behind all the charges he receives.

Fabian nodded his head quickly "well, will I answer honestly. "

" bian sir, the man who played a big role in destroying my friendship with Arga and brandon. The father who told sabrina to do slanders on behalf of me as the perpetrator, so that arga and brandon angry and hate me.  DA? " tanya olive holds the fabian arm firmly, hoping the answer is no.

" i can explain, first..

" means the father?  Why would you admit such a bad thing to me . WH WHY?  WHY?" yelling olive hit the fabian's arm that was still still unmoved. Olive stood towards the window that showed the deserted exterior of the house from pedestrians and motorists passing by.  Taking her long breath then letting out slowly, relieving the tightness and pain in her heart.

" ahh, I know, surely because you want to get revenge, and now your revenge has been carried out and goes according to plan. My father tortured me physically and my heart. You have managed to destroy everything "said olive with a sweet laugh at the end of his sentence.  This is fabian to him.

" yes, I'm the brain behind it all.  But, that used to be now everything has changed liv... Sa...

" changed what sir, nothing has changed. Or maybe you have been kind all this time because this is part of your rich dad's revenge plan. "again olive cut the fabian explanation.

" if that's true, I'm really successful and very successful.  Are you satisfied now? " chanted olive to thunder in their room.  Make fabian emotions go up and walk toward the olive with a flash of intense anger.

" you heard me first olive. "fabian said with great emphasis, clutching olibe's shoulder strongly, making olive grimace in pain.

" what else, to be heard . All the words of the father were bulshit and unbelievable" said Olibe with a high tone of an octave.

" i want to explain everything, at the right time. "fabian growls stifle his emotions.

" the right time?  From yesterday father where ever. "said olive grit his teeth staring fabian with glazed eyes.

" i'm really disappointed with you. Very disappointed, even though you are not honest, maybe it does not hurt this much if you are horrified directly from the father, not from others. You don't know, if...

fabian took off his grip and turned his back to olive. "now what do you want? "

" i want my father to free me from all those adverse agreements, release me and let me live without threat and strangeness. You let me live out there quietly. Father destroyed all his covenants. That's what I want "heavy, to say all that, it takes more courage. Especially after this olive should completely eliminate his love for fabiam and throw it away.

" well, I will obey your will" said fabian, without looking at olive.

" thank you, tonight I'm going back home.  Good night. "olive walks with her suitcase ready from last night.

" would sir hold me back from leaving, or convince me to believe him . If yes, how should I?  I don't have to cling to my stance. But, if bian managed to convince me, how? " olive is busy struggling with his thoughts with the possibilities that will happen.

" key your house." fabian walked open the drawer and handed over olive's house key.

Deg

His hope of hearing the fabian splendor, faded and biting his lips restrained the strange turmoil that lay in his heart.

" thank you" said olive received a fabian who then walked into his room.

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For a long time he had not set foot into the house of the relics of the father, everything remained the same, just that a lot of dust that had to be cleaned in every corner of the room.

"papa, mama olive returned to our house." he said as he looked at the picture of his parents attached to the wall of the house.

" pray olive from there, hopefully get through it all." without feeling a tear running down his cheek.

Forced to lose love and loved ones it is very painful. There are thousands of sharp needles in the heart. Leave pain and tenderness that produce tears . But, how else, instead of continuing to hold the heart of a person who has a certain goal to give a series of injuries to him, it is better to give up before everything even gets worse, and worse, so torturing yourself.

Olive walked slowly towards her room to put down the suitcase and clean it for a break. 

" well, where's the laper again.  From noon I haven't eaten." he muttered slowly considering that from school he hadn't touched anything to fill his stomach.

" te, satay, te, satay. "the yelling of the kang satay from out there made olive rush out of the house and call kang satay who passed in front of his house.

" mang, one serving well. "pinta olive on kang satay, which has stopped on the road near his home.

" ready neng, want to pedes or medium? " tanya kang satay busy preparing some skewers for baking. The fragrant aroma of goat meat that has been pierced makes the worms furrowed increasingly harden their screams asking for rations.

" pedes kang, eat here well. "

" ready, oruh neng.  Please sit and wait for a few minutes. "kang satay arrange some blue chairs that he brought for the seating of olive and other customers.

" neng, new people here?  "

" no kang, I have lived here for a long time. But, well just a few months ago I lived in a house. "

" oh, so.  If you know there is an angel here, you want every day through here. "joked the akang who is still busy fanning the satellite. Olive just smiled at the joke that was thrown by the akang.

15 Minutes later, a plate of rice with some skewers and peanut sauce on it, was actually able to make olive swallow his own saliva.

" please enjoy neng. Pray that I will always be happy with my family. "

" Aamiin, may his prayer be said to be the same as the One who is the Most Exalted. "

" amiin. "cried excitedly the akang rubbed his hand on the face.

The word is prayer, so it would be nice if the word or speech that comes out of our mouth is a good word without hurting others, so that we also get good treatment by the Creator.

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