The Fate Or Destiny

Eps. 11. If There Was a Chance

Starting with something difficult actually makes the life of a Benaya more passionate. Adrenaline in his blood immediately triggers the brain to work more actively, giving rise to sometimes surprising thoughts as a step to solve the problem. His mind can suddenly be full of ideas, and Ben's advantage is to not hesitate to execute his ideas and the steps taken are always effective efficiently.

Afternoon around five o'clock. Benaya's on his way home from the office. Chaos at the beginning of his duties here began to be resolved, for today there is no overtime anymore, now he has an office where it should be.

He was careless actually using the driver, but unfortunately redundant because the cost for the driver has been budgeted. Manado is not Jakarta, there is indeed a little jammed, but no later than the journey only takes a maximum of half an hour to get home, because the distance from home to office is only about one kilometer. He also rarely went out to just walk.

"Farly.. quit..."

The car stopped right at the mouth of that narrow passageway. Benaya saw Lisya was squatting on the outskirts of the front hall of the shophouse which was quite high from the road. Ben opened the car glass.

"Yica.. Don't be too on the edge of falling..."

"Omen... Yica there's the (brown)..."

The little boy's mouth was full of chocolate, straws, hands as well. The chocolate in my hand is half.

"Swipe again, if you get sick, let's stand up..."

For some reason since first seeing the little girl, Ben could not help but care.

"Omen nayi mobiy (car ride)..."

"Yes, Ben wants to go home..."

"Omen want a shot?"

The boy was already standing and had retreated from the edge of the passage earlier. Chocolate brand queen silver, but in the packaging there is no Silver color, the picture is not Queen anyway but cashew nuts. Lisya thrust the chocolate in her hand...

"Make Yica, come home..."

By closing the car window, the car immediately moves in.

"Dede... Who's the same?"

Keke came out of the shophouse.

"Omen. nayi mobiy, cana puyang (where home)..."

A petite hand full of chocolate pointed towards the narrow passageway.

"Yes?"

Keke saw the new Toyot a Land C ruiser car in black stop waiting for the gate to open. The car moved back and stopped at the first house to the right inside that gate. He never entered the compound, but often saw the complex from the second floor of his courtyard. An athletic man was seen coming down from the back door, it was Benaya.

So he's one of the new residents in the complex, meaning one of his catering customers? Om Denny once said there were 6 people living there, including Benaya? I don't know, if yes, it's too close to their house. The possibility of meeting again exists, and she knows what she should behave like. Keke immediately took a small hand...

"Let's wash your hands first, drink water too..."

"Pretty?" (brush)

"Yes. toothbrush too, take a shower if that's it. come on..."

Rommel was at a small table near the back door checking the books.

"Sister.. tomorrow's the last day of subscription on behalf of Rolly, who subscriptions food portions. I asked Rolly what do you want to go on?"

"Don't. don't..."

"Why? We're not lost, are we? Don't bother too much just 6 boxes, fortunately big, they also take it themselves."

"It's okay, don't want it... Brother come in first, take a shower on the dede..."

Rommel somewhat regretted his brother's attitude, it was his actual potential customer. But he can't protest his brother who always makes decisions here, maybe there are other considerations.

"Rol... Has our food been taken by Farly?"

"Udah, Josh, has been gone since..."

"Old kok huh? I'm hungry, I didn't have time for breakfast..."

"Sir Josh likes to be late now, since Ruth came here..."

"Yes.iya Fran..you like to pay attention also, hahaha, no time for breakfast but the other breakfast..."

"Hush.. what are you saying..."

"Hahaha. uh. that's the food we come to finally..."

"Sorry too late, Josh. a little jammed in front of Mega..."

"Nothing Far. Thanks..."

Farly placed 2 plastic bags on an empty table in the corner of the room on the 2nd floor of the shophouse.

"Rol.. bring it into the possession of Mr. Benaya.. twice he went out of the room earlier..had been hungry as well as..."

"Okay, Josh sir..."

"Well... the menu is special nih.. side dish is two, there is an additional matasapi eggs as well, *dessert*nya also greater right ya..." Fransien girang.

"Sir, here's lunch..."

"Oh yeah. thanks."

Ben left his desk and headed to a small table in the other corner of the room. A place for the boss to enjoy his lunch. Ben has long disliked going out at lunchtime. At the head office, his lunch was bought by OB.

Here, his taste is completely fulfilled. His tongue was pampered for this month, enjoying his varied lunch menu was also delicious. Ben opened the lid of his food container and started eating voraciously. Satisfied, of course, because the portion of food today is more than usual, and he ate until the toilet ludes its contents.

Ben stood for a moment in front of the window while watching the crowded Boulevard street during the day. The sun is very bright, the light penetrates the window glass and slightly feels in the skin of his hand because the sleeve of his *navy* shirt has him rolled up to the elbow.

"Sir... Mr. Sony Wijaya already*fix* to meet at three..."

Elijah looked into his boss's room.

"Good.prepare all the data of our findings."

Ben replied without taking his eyes off the glass.

"Good sir..."

Ben sat back in his chair, his eyes fixed on the *dissert* he had not touched, he then headed to the small table and took the *cup*, while walking to open the lid *cup*... the aroma, color and shape of*dessert*he was once familiar with.

When tasting a fruit salad in the form of a mixture of apple and cucumber with a faded yellow sauce, the taste is exactly the same. I used to love ordering that salad sauce on Aunt Vosye, it was *dessert* the mainstay of Aunt Vosye, homemade she said the heritage recipe from her parents-in-law, taught only to her hereditary children. The women in their families must know the recipe.

*Perhaps who has catering there is a family relationship with aunt Vosye or om Reinhart, yes*...

While eating a slow dessert in his hand, Ben's memory drifted to several years ago...

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"Pa... Vosye's gone. She's following Reinhart..."

Mama sobbed later after receiving a phone call...

"Oh *my Lord*.pity their children, only forty days have grieved again..."

"Pa.. kasian the Renske, it turns out that he was harassed by Marlon, Reinhart had a heart attack because of that..."

"Oh*my Lord*..."

"That's why Vosye always leaves him here, because Marlon is depraved. But last time Renske no longer want to stay here, that's why it happened..."

"He's a drug user, yes..."

Benaya was glued to his seat. Renske.... Deg. There was guilt in Benaya's heart, she knew the reason why the teenage girl would no longer be left out.

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Ben took a breath.*dessert* enjoyed with all his heart, every memory of aunt Vosye and om Reinhart he always felt guilty, especially to the girl... maybe he should apologize??

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Ben.. wide-eyed face....

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