Olives

Meet (day)

"sister olive..

Olive, who was busy with her work, turned her back to the source of the voice.

"yes, what's up moora? "

"someone wants to apply for a job here, brother, is there a vacancy?"

Olive knitted her brows ."Take in. mba, we need a new partner. "

Seeing the progress of his shop lately, olive thought he needed some more labor.

Moora nodded her head, walking towards someone who was waiting in front of her.

"sister olive, this is the guy. "olive raised his head from the phone in his hand.

"i'll excuse you first sis." pinta moora was taken head by olive.

His eyes suddenly dewy, his heart was claustrophobic about crying, his longing was back on seeing the figure ahead. A figure who has healed deep wounds in the past.

No different from the person in front of him. He squeezed the brown envelope in his hand, holding the clear grain that wanted to just fall off.

"marie. "

Only that one word was able to come out of olive's lips at the moment.  His feet slowly stepped towards the brother he had not seen for a long time. His hand clasped the frail-looking shoulder, channeled all his longings and cried there.

***

"you how are you? "

Olive started the question, after her crying had subsided. They were sitting in a cafe in front of the store accompanied by chocolate ice accompanying them.

Maria raised her head in doubt, looking at the smiling little olive towards her. What is olive's heart made of? Why doesn't he hate her, after all the evil deeds he's done in the past.

"don't you hate me. "instead of answering, Maria asked back.

"hate? Wh-wh-what for? " olive chuckled little to hear it. "there was a sense of it, but slowly over time, as I learned from the lives of others. I realized that I was wrong. Everyone makes mistakes, and so do I. Maybe if it wasn't for the past, I wouldn't be like this. Thank you, for giving a meaningful lesson in the past. "olive grasped maria's hand gently.

Without being able to hold back, the clear circle flowed profusely wet the tapered cheeks of maria that was no longer as red as it used to be. There's only a little polish there. "sorry, sorry, though sorry I won't be able to heal your wounds. I'm really sorry. "

"i'm sorry about you. "

Silent, a few moments. Until their food is neatly arranged on the table.

"mama, how are you? "

"mama, mama's dead. "

Olive reflexes dropped the chopsticks in her hand. His breathing was hunting, his joints were suddenly weak, his tears were rushing down without being asked. Mama died? And he doesn't know it. What's worth olive saying as a kid if it's like this.

"when? "

"2 years ago."

"why not understand me? "

"we're ashamed liv, I pantes nerima all this. "maria smothers her mouth strong. Although it has been a long time, the pain is still the same, the sense of loss is still the same and does not want to go away.

"anterin I was there. "pinta olive clasped maria's hand begging.

Death will come to all who live. Whether it was when, no one would know or be able to predict it. He can come at any time, it can be today, tomorrow, the day after tomorrow or the days that follow. We as beings who will feel it, must be ready to lose and become lost.

***

"thank you for letting me stay here. "

Olive lays out her smile nodding. "this is also your home. "

After a long discussion. Olive won it. Olive initially asks Maria to stay with him, but she refuses him on the grounds that he wants to be independent and does not want to trouble Olive. Though olive did not feel bothered at all and the decision finally maria wanted to return to their home first.

"are you the laper? I made laper not to eat." olive held her flat stomach to make her lips anxious. Maria who saw him laughed softly. You brat!

"hhh, even laugh. "pampered olive whine.

"i want fried rice? " fresh maria enthusiastic. Olive nodded her head quickly.

Although not live in, their house looks clean and maintained, because every week there will be people who clean their house.

"the fridge is full of liv, don't you live here?."

"yes, there is a package that every week comes and fills the stock here. I also tell the pack to cook or whatever you want. But, you are calm, I have said the same sir if you already live here. So, now the task of the pack is only to clean a small garden beside the house. No papa, right? "

"no papa dong liv, this is your home. "

"mar... Olive looked at Maria sharply disapprovingly.

"yes,iya. Our house. "olive immediately smiled broadly approving of maria's speech.

"i'm not accepted to be your officer?I need the job. "

"you don't need to work mar, come to my shop. "

"i don't want to keep on taking care of you liv. If I become your employee, at least do not accept your money for free. I sold my services to you. Accept yeah? " maria cupped her hands together with a clear face. Making olive nod his head unwillingly.

"yeeyy, thank you.  In exchange I will cook a special fried rice for you. "

Maria was seen shrewdly cutting onions with different types of it.

"it's like a chef you mar. Ever worked in this field? " ask olive who is beside Maria.

Maria grinned the horse, staring at the confident olive.

"difficult, very arrogant. Beware if not delicious. "threaten olive with a joking tone.

***

Two dishes of fried rice with light color and a piece of fried chicken has been presented on the table with smoke that is still steaming perfectly.

"is the color yellow? "asked olive wonder, only this time he saw fried rice with a light color like this.

"loh, you don't know liv.  This fried rice is again trending in the culinary world. You try it, you will definitely go again and again. "

Olive believed maria's words that looked very convincing.

A mouthful of fried rice had already entered his mouth. One chew alone makes olive's eyes widen perfectly. That feeling made olive look at maria who was already sitting in front of him with an indecipherable look.

"tasty right? " ask maria sure.

"strange as it may seem, " replied olive quietly, fearing that she would feel unappreciated.

" time? " maria put in a full spoon and immediately vomited it with perfectly squinted eyes.  Maria took an olive plate and put it in the kitchen without a word. This is really weird.  Did he put something in there wrong?

Mary walked towards Olive who was still sitting in her place.

"bahahahah." maria laughed off seeing the cute olive expression in her eyes.

"you know liv, I was wrong to enter what the fried dinas was?"

"what? " ask olive curious.

"one pack of turmeric powder. "

"what?  Turmeric powder, one pack? " olive rounded her eyes perfectly, patting her forehead softly while shaking her head.

"well, I guess it's the instalment. "

"like you need glasses deh mar, let's not be wrong again. "

"are you still a laper? " olive nodded his head slowly, he could not lie at all, if at this time his stomach was very hungry and wanted to eat.

"we cooked instant noodles. "

"yes, I agree.  But this time let me cook. "

Maria smiled broadly at Olive's request and immediately agreed.

Two bowls of instant noodles with warm sauce accompany their long chat, until the sun has changed tasks with the moon and also stars to decorate the night sky.

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