The Finger Ring

Chapter 26

Chapter 26

"How's it?" asked Grandma Constan who looked at him intensely. "Did he do that to you?"

Dygta was silent for a moment, taking in a deep breath. “He kissed* me,” said Dygta sighing.

“How can it happen? Would you like to tell me the beginning of the occurrence?”

Dygta nodded his head and immediately told him of the incident as he had experienced it. Word by word just slid out of her tiny lips. He felt that spewing out all the contents of his heart would lighten his chest at this moment.

He told me since he left home. Falling asleep under Rowan's tree, Constan wakes up. And so on until he suddenly remembered himself because of Constan's actions.

“The child is indeed insolent* if something comes across in his mind. That cannot be denied.”

Grandma added, “She worries about me, Dygta. He worries about me. He doesn't know very well about his own life. As for me, the older I get and the more tired I get from day to day. Getting closer to the last door I have to go through. I've gone through many doors to get to this point, many sun rays have hit my face, but also many shadows. I thought you had started studying and knowing.”

Dygta looked at the old lady, “Life can be said to be a mountain too, I guess. We climb and slip and find a piece of land and can let others fall. It felt so horrible!” Peters' grandmother nodded in condolences to Dygta's words. He remembered the sense of uncertainty in his own youth. He experienced it, slipped and rediscovered the beach, then could stand on life with the treasures and positions in the can, although it felt narrow as well.

“Do you really mean to leave us tomorrow?” ask Grandma.

“Yes, I can't keep living in your house aimlessly, without work. I have to do something.”

“How about money?” ask Grandma. “You need money for travel to Torquay, and you need money to live until you get a job.”

“I have the fare money,” Dygta said quickly. “Manner has given me an allowance, and this will be an excess for the cost of a trip to Torquay. Surely I will return it as quickly as I can.”

“If he approves of what you say,” Grandma said flatly. “He was a good boy, but really last night was clearly seen with his bad behavior, because he was driven with jealousy. Always have to forgive a man if he is jealous, Dygta, because actually he has feelings for you.”

“Of course I'll forgive him,” Dygta's cheeks blush instantly. “He will forever do good to me, and that's for me. I'll repay her bud by going to Constan's cottage. Today, as he was going to Plymouth. Of course it was memorable for me who was waiting for an opportunity when he was not home and he was not an obstacle for me.”

Dygta looked at his hand while looking down. Then he's not dipped on his knee.

“Good people, have inner violence that can cause greater heart injury than the hard attitude of people who can be cynical.”

“Do you mean people like Constan?” ask Grandma.

“Yes. I mean people like Constan. People who are not easily disappointed. There's no kindness he has, is there?”dygta said with a trembling tone. “People have always been so different and difficult to understand.”

“Yes. It's hard to understand when we were young,” said Grandma agreeing to it. His tone of voice sounded affectionate. Dygta felt grateful in his heart because he had an understanding of it.

“Listen to this carefully. I'm not persuading you not to leave tomorrow, but not to leave us, not for now when we're close like this. Don't let your sense of self-worth as a youngster be gnawed,” Grandma said again with a smile, “and take you far. Manner wants you back. He'll hope you consider the Peters family your second home.”

“Those far distances can obscure the view, but they can also clear the mind, and also clear the heart. Now give me your hand and open it, I want to give you a gift as parting.”

Dygta widened his eyes, then pulled his hand back. “No, i..,”

“This is just a worthless item. It's from my youth when I was still full of uncertainty,” Grandma said. Then he took out a necklace and there was already a necklace in the shape of a glittering seahorse. “Good, right?”

“Ya, good. But..,”

“Be quiet. Let me put this on you,” Grandma said directly wearing it on Dygta's neck. The woman's hand was trembling. “Poor sea horse. He should be on the chest of a warm young girl, for he has been too long in a stuffy and cold box. Well, the sea horse's eyes are now starting to shine, glittering. Do you like it?”

“I. And I cannot refuse it other than to accept your gift,” Dygta said. “Really, it is too good for you to give this gift to me,” Dygta continued while looking at the seahorse.

“Surely this is very big value or even the price, Mistress!” Dygta looked at the face of the woman before him.

“Precious? Did ya? A young man obtained this from a prize that was put in the candy lottery and given to me in exchange for a kissing.” Of course Grandma did not say such words, because it was only in Dygta's mind.

Grandma said, “Dygta, what you think is right. That you really stepped out of us. You are too young to live life in this world alone.”

“I don't know for sure. I've been alone for the last eight months. But now I have a talisman. At the very least I will keep it well kept, even if it is not of high value when it is sold. Save the seahorse and do not argue a lot of things that are not important,” continued Grandma. “That was the gift of a young man who many years ago. He went to war and never saw me again. I give it to you so that you have will and fortitude as the qualities that gave this to me. And I hope you're careful, Dygta.”

“Mrs..,”.

“What, sweet?”

“Thank you for all your kindness.”

Grandma got up to the door and turned to look at Dygta. “Do you know who you're looking for, Dygta? Do you know yourself?”

Then with a smile Grandma left the room. He carried the lamp through the narrow path while saying something.

“Happy rest, Dygta.”

And all became quiet, silent after he left.

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