Olives

Olives
Bian-eyed



Rest assured, with you doing good deeds to the needy, God will continue to provide ease and smooth sustenance, facilitate your problems and will certainly feel the joy of seeing the happy smile of others.


Olive stood in front of a food truck selling burgers, hotdogs, bakpaos, toast that would go every morning near her home. Besides it tastes good and the price is right in the bag,  the sellers there are also all brondong men who have above average good looks with a perfectly formed body and do not forget the torn bread on their stomach which is printed clearly from outside their shirts.


" morning.. "the most handsome greeting brondong among all greet olive with a big smile.


" morning rey, as always. 5 burgers and 1 hotdog. "the message olive smiled kindly at everyone who was barada there. Most olives miss their crutches, so they are already memorized and know each other.


" hotdog without mayonnaise. "olive nods her head quickly.


" liv, you know why there are no stars in the sky? " tanya tey on the job.


" don't know, why? "


" because the star has moved into your eyes this morning. "so terrible already, brother rey.


" do not mempan me the same fight your market. "joke olive, then eat the hotdog that has been so first.


" oh yeah?  What if with my proposal, you will accept? " not just once, the same question is always asked rey at the olive every time they meet.


Olive snorted her breath, not willing to serve brondong tamoan fighting in front of her. "thank you well. "olive gave money to ray to pay for his food, then resumed his path to the boutique.


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Olive narrowed her eyes, when she saw that the middle-aged woman was already sitting in the front seat of her button. Unlike usual, there is already a wait this early, one hour away, the button will just open.  So, the employees must have not come either.


With an anxious face and some looking at the swirling fancy hours in his white hands and sitting uncomfortable there.


" excuse me, I'm sorry mom, we haven't opened yet" said olive politely smiling gently at the middle-aged woman.


" please help me. "


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Everything still remains the same and even looks unkempt, seen from the house paint that has begun to fade and the grass in the front yard that has begun to rise shapeless like 5 years ago.


The dark brown door that he had not seen for a long time, was now in front of him. His hand hesitated, to open the door knob of that room. After calming his heart down, Olive steadily opened the brown door.


His heart again felt tight and very sick, seeing the figure of the man he missed was not like before, the jaw that was always clean of fine feathers now looks bushy unkempt.   The sharp eyes he used to receive now looked lifelessly dead. The room that used to always look neat, currently looks very messy, clothes that are thrown carelessly on the floor, and also broken glass that scattered in some points of the room floor nuanced black and white.


The reason that makes aunty laura wait for hours in front of his shop, none other than and not not is to ask for help to olive and tell the circumstances and events that befell his eldest son Zayn fabian. Due to an accident 2 years ago, he had to be willing to lose his vision due to a hard impact on his head. The accident occurred when Fabian drove his own car to attend a seminar to promote his book olive.  Since then, the family has always hoped for an eye donor who matches the fabian, but until now there has been no news from the hospital that contacted them.  After that incident, Fabian often threw all the items near him towards the wall of his room, and did not like if anyone else entered his room, except for a man named burhan,  the only person he trusted, since his blindness.


" stop ! Noisy!. "two words andallan which is always a shout every mother always tries to fix her house.


Olive catches the fabian who almost fell because he kicked the wooden block that was there. Why are there wooden blocks in the room?


Fabian rebelled strongly, releasing the olive handle and then walking towards the bathroom.


" it's still the same, very rude. "grunts olive was annoyed to receive unenviable treatment brandon.


Fabian came out of the bathroom with Hanha wearing home-made shorts without covering her field chest. Olive suddenly closed her eyes using her ten fingers, so as not to be contaminated with things that make her cheeks heat up.


Fabian fumbled open his closet, and threw a couple of beach shirts, deciding to wear the shirt in his hand. Pink t-shirt with a big green frog in the middle.


" hahahah.". "olive laughed loudly powerless to hold back laughter looking at fabian t-shirts that look small in his body.


" who are you? " fabian's cold question, made olive stop her laughter and close her mouth loudly.


******!  Don't get caught dong.  It was still early in their plan not even a step. Olive gushed her saliva slowly, neutralizing her voice.


" sorry, I'm sassy.  I nia nia new nurse mas bian. "said olive deliberately disguised his name, one of the plans he had prepared to help restore fabian.


" i don't need a nurse, you can come out. "fabian gritted his jaw, until it sounded jarring.


olive racked her brain a little hard looking for excuses


" i must remain here mas, this is Miss laura's order. "


" and I don't like it if you're here.  So, please come out before anything bad happens to you. "fabian said coldly, still trying to soak his emotions.  Her mother had no right to seek or interfere in her life.  Make what?  After all, he had never existed in every problem he was experiencing.


" but mas, I...


" OUT !


olive jumped in shock, hearing the loud cry of fabian, to make his ears buzz and a little pain.


" well, I'll get out. Later I will come back again "said olive relaxed.  Instead of leaving, Olive instead closed the door from the inside, releasing her sandals so as not to sound fabian as she walked . Olive walked slowly sitting quietly on the sofa a little away from where the fabian stood.


Fabian was unaware. That olive was still in her room.  Choose to sit at the bedside.  Raising his head in hope was not the darkness he saw anymore, but the skyscrapers that stood firmly down there and the blue sky with the beautiful clouds this morning. But, the reality still remained the same, wherever he directed his gaze, only dark, dark and dark could he see. Fabian squeezed the blanket firmly in his bed, trying to vent his anger, to be able to accept reality.


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