The Forgotten Asmara

Daydreams

Rain spots dripped on my body, but I kept walking on the sidewalk towards the house.

Along the way, I kept thinking about my fate, the fate of mom and randy. What should I do after graduating from High School?

My dream to go to college was gone, maybe my choice was to find a job to help mom. It's a pity that you have to raise me and Randy alone with his small catering business that sometimes a full week of orders, sometimes no orders at all. But the effort of the mother is enough to finance daily life, but if to pay for college, of course, it will not be enough!

Huhh... Where should I find a decent job? while I'm just a high school graduate. There's no way I'm gonna get an office job.

O Allah, make my path easy...

YONG!!!

"Awwwww, I,!! My leg hit the ball. Where's this ball from? I looked around it turned out I was already on the sidelines Ball.

O God, am I daydreaming while walking? why did I get here. Where'sisthis? I really don't know..

"Sorry, is anyone sick?" A man's voice roused me from the daydream.

"Oh, it's okay" I grabbed the ball near my feet and handed it to him.

"Looks like your feet are red? Does it hurt?" The man kept watching my feet.

And it turns out my calf is a little sore. I tried to move my leg but my calf was getting painful.

"I'll take you, which way are you going?".

"Wait a minute here, don't go anywhere?" The man ran away from me.

I stared at his body which slowly disappeared from before me.

"Otherwise this is God." I took a long breath.

Before long the man came by his motorcycle.he came up to me.

Fool, why am I waiting for him? why don't I just go home?

I looked at his tall and straight body. His hand muscles are formed. Ah, it turns out his face is so handsome.

"Hey" The man woke up my daydream again. He shook his hands in front of my eyes.

"I'll take you, it looks like your legs will hurt if forced to walk maybe you're not used to playing ball so hit by the ball just a little bit of your calf immediately reddened" The man smiled to point his eyes at me.

Oh my God, that smile...

I turned around and tried to walk away from her, despite the pain I kept walking in limp.

"Heyyy, wait!" He took my hand.

"I'm sorry, again sorry if I'm presumptuous" He extended his hand to me.

"My name is Fabyan, call Byan" She smiled at me.

I looked at him questioningly, why did he introduce himself? is this the mode? My mind is disturbed by it.

"Sorry, I have to go home". I put my foot down and kept away from him. I didn't give her hand. Why should I reply? After all, maybe he is also a man who likes fashion. I don't like guys like that much.

The further I get from that ball field. I don't know where I'm at? Huftttt, the rain is growing. And why is this road so foreign to me.

I grabbed the phone in the bag, I saw the clock turned out to be at 13:08 pm. I realized, from my school at 11:30 am that means I walked already there about two hours? Or even more?

It was raining more and more, I stopped at a roadside shop to take shelter. There are also many people and riders who take shelter because the store is closed. Look around, I really don't know this area? What did I dream about until I got to this place?

Ah, siil! She again??

"You? why are you still here? is your home far away?" He parked his motorbike and approached me.

I just glanced at him with a sigh.

"It seems you're not here? where's yourhome? after the rain has gone, I'll take you". Again, this guy made me curious. What purpose? we just met. I ignored it too?

The rain has subsided a little, I'm afraid you'll be looking for me. My phone's out of power so I can't tell Mom. For sure, right now I'm worried about thinking about me and trying to find me.

Soon I will be home mom. Don't worry, I murmured inwardly.

"Hey, ayoo did I drop off?" He offered me a hand over his red helmet.

"My name's not hey!" I grabbed the helmet from his hand and advanced towards the parked motorcycle on the side of the road.

I don't want to accept his offer, than I'm just here not knowing the way home. I'd better be with this guy. If he messes around, then I'll yell out loud for sure people will help me...

"You're so unique" The man slowly spoke, yet I could hear and see his smile.

Byan, I just remembered byan's name.

"Here you go, let's get me home!" My gertutuku riding his motorcycle.

"Good princess... I'll take you safely to your destination.." Byan turned on his motorcycle and slowly drove..

"Very dreadful!!!" Ketus.

🍒So getting curious about the story of mara and byan?? continue to read my novel yes friends.don't forget to give her advice, let me fix it again...

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