
Pure Dayana..
An Orphan girl from
a simple family. From the age of 14, Dayana was raised by her younger sister
his real dad. Uncle Dayana has a small workshop as a source of income
they were everyday when Dayana was raised by her uncle.
Uncle Dayana has a physical disability
the death of Dayana's parents. It was little Dayana,
dayana's uncle and parents drove the car to take a vacation in B.
However, in the middle of the journey, the car
they slipped as a result of avoiding a large truck that was trying to overtake them
their front direction.
It was his uncle who
driving and continuing to blame himself for the deaths of both parents
Dayanas. Bayu Permana, Dayana's uncle has since decided that he will continue to take care
Little Dayana alone.
*****
12 Years later...
Dayana has grown into a successful beautiful girl with her Catering efforts. Since taking a yoga course after graduating from High School, Dayana ventured to try her luck in a hobby that she had long honed.
His business advanced rapidly in 1 year.he has had 15 employees who helped him make orders for his customers more and more.
Not infrequently he got orders in large quantities like today for the wedding of a daughter
loyal customers in one of the city's multipurpose buildings.
"Mbak Niken, please give
the receipt of this repayment is yes to Mr. Teguh" Dayana said while proffering
a white envelope to his trusted assistant, Niken.
"siiiaaapp..."
niken replied as he reached out his hand to grab the envelope.
"ohin.iya"
"send also sorry to
he, if I can not present y mbak. know for yourself the reason" Niken
straight down feel bad.
Because Mr. Teguh is a customer
the first to buy Dayana merchandise when he first sold
using his bicycle around the complex around his house.
"don't worry about it donk, though,
my boss.."
"definitely Mr. Teguh understand”
“maybe the boss too
come to a magnificent wedding with limp legs and a bruised face"
"may be suspected as
the ex left the groom.iiihh" said the long niken.
either trying to cheer up or tease Dayana with her pretty crooked face.
"what the fuck is mbak..."
Dayana took one step forward trying to pinch Niken's cheek that always thought strange
in the wildness of his nature.
"i'm going boss. don't.
chasing me. Because my love belongs only to Vicky...
kwkakwkwaka" Niken also ran a small avoid Dayana's gaze that began
annoyed.
However, the nature of Niken is what
make them close. Niken as his assistant is always cheerful and can
being an encouragement for other employees is also always reliable by
Dayanas.
Dayana glanced at the clock
diding.times show still at 6.30 am. He then decided to return
to the room after seeing his team go to the event carrying orders as well as tools
kitchen to use to warm food if needed.
Dayana has only one car
operational type of Blind van that has been affixed to the catering logo, and must be
rent 1 more car for some of his employees who participated in
serve food later.
Trained Dayana walking with restraint
pain all over his body. He also recalled the incident 2 days ago
cause he got a bruise on his pretty face. White Skin is smooth
his hands and feet were not separated from the blisters that made Dayana grinned
half dead held his pain.
Flashback...
"awaaaassss.." shouted.
Dayana pushed a middle-aged woman to the side of the road while crossing
"ciiiiiiittt".buughhh"
the sound of car brakes and collisions was heard.
Soon the people around him helped Dayana. The owner of the car also immediately drove with the woman who Dayana saved from the fateful accident to the hospital
nearest.
The car owner apologized to Dayana who had just regained consciousness from her stupor and.
do not forget also to the woman because of lack of care to drive
his car.
Dayana also denied her compensation money for treating Dayana's wounds
until healed. After the driver came home, the woman Dayana saved approached him
"what's your name, son??" the woman asked, gently grasping Dayana's fingers
"Dayana, auntie" answered weakly, but tried to smile.
"the name of Aunt Lidya Sumitra"
"tante Apologized and very grateful because you have helped aunt y" said Lidya while
gently stroking Dayana's head.
Looks Lidya teary eyes staring at the beautiful face of her hero girl has swollen due to hit the rearview car.
"aunty.it's OK" Dayana tried to smile cheerfully.
Lidya nodded slowly and wiped away the trail of tears that had been spilled since earlier.
"where is your house, son"
"aunty wants to contact your parents" Lidya now gently clasped Dayana's hand.
Not the answer he got, but a tinge of sadness that was seen on Dayana's face.
Lidya was still waiting patiently for an answer from Dayana
"Dayana only has an uncle, aunty" he replied softly and tried to smile again.
"ahh. alright. give her mobile number to auntie" Lidya did not want to ask further. He is afraid
made her rescue girl even sadder.
Off Flashback..
Tok.dok..
The sound of the door being knocked is heard.
"a little while." said Dayana a little scream from inside her room.
"hufhh.
early in the morning like this guested" he lamented as he limped towards the door of the house
cekleeekkk.
"morning.honey" said someone cheerfully behind the door with a friendly smile.
Dayana returned the clumsy smile...
"eehhh.. Aunt. Please comein.." Dayana also let her guests enter which is none other than
aunt Lidya Sumitra, a mother she helped the other day.
Aunt Lidya also entered the house while watching Dayana's movements lead them to sit in the guest room.
With a mixed feeling Lidya wiped away the water point at the corner of her two eyes. There was regret, pity and affection that he felt at this moment.
"oohh. poor girl.you must be feeling very sick son" whispered his inner voice
Aunt Lidya sat down and introduced an old man next to her
"Dayana. introduce. This is aunt's husband" Aunt Lidya opened the conversation
"Johan Barata" he smiled as he extended his hand
"call me, om Jo" he continued
"Ladyana.." Dayana welcomes the hand of Johan slowly
"you must be confused why this morning aunt and om come to see you?" ask aunt Lidya
Dayana nodded her head while still maintaining her awkward smile.
"aunty wants you to check your injuries to the doctor" he continued
"dw..." Dayana wanted to say something but was cut off by Lidya's aunt
"no.no..no..."
"aunty does not accept rejection, because it makes the aunt hurt and continues to feel guilty"
said Aunt Lidya firmly while moving her index finger and head to the left right to confirm that she was sincere with her words.
Dayana glanced at Johan.om Johan even nodded his head once, he smiled looking at Dayana. There was sincerity and warmth in his smile.
Dayana also gave up, there is no way she can fight on parents the age of her deceased parents who are now sitting in front of her.
"well okay.. Dayana get ready first, om aunt" he said as he got up from his seat.
"huu.umm..please" replied aunt Lidya displaying a row of white teeth triumphantly.
Shortly after, the three left after Dayana sent a short message to her uncle who had been in the workshop since 6 every morning .
Dayana does not want to be bothered with long queues and feelings of guilt if she spends a lot of money on her treatment prefers to go to a public clinic not far from where she lives.
The day was near noon when they finished the examination on the wounds on Dayana's body.
Arriving home after the clinic, his uncle had been waiting on the porch while sipping his warm coffee welcoming his beloved nephew and the couple.
His uncle used to eat lunch at home with Dayana, if he was not doing outside activities.
"good afternoon sir" Om Johan greeted uncle Bayu first
"good afternoon too" said uncle Bayu kindly warmly welcomed the two.
"let's please come in" uncle Bayu invited guests to sit in the dining room enjoying lunch
together with the party menu that has been set aside by mbak Niken that morning.
They also had a warm conversation while Dayana who was tired of asking permission before to
take a break first.
No matter what they were talking about, Dayana only heard occasional laughter until she fell asleep.