Selasa, 13 September 2016

Little Piece Of Heaven On A Plate Of Yellow Rice

September 11, 2016

It was such a memorial day for the victims of 9/11 terrorist attack (may their soul Rest In Peace).

Somehow, the day went different for me, it was totally emotionally sweet. As the day was scheduled, bae's Mom will have a little celebration for her birthday. At first I was not invited due to humility reason, but then my fortune is on its way and I was invited by the family, they (father, brother, granny, uncle, aunt, and cousin) will be there for the celebration lunch. I was so psyched. Anticipated, yet surprised the night I was told to come for the lunch.

In the morning, I planned to go the gym, but jobs get in the way - I know it's Sunday, but holiday is only a myth. A man like me works every single day. So, while working on my job, I checked Path timeline and find out that Abang will also have an emotional meeting with his 'dad' today, I felt so excited. I sincerely prayed that things will go well today for him, and also for me.

Then it's time for me to go to the lunch in her home. I arrived on the gate when his uncle was just about to go out, so he opened the gate and let me in. Inside the yard I met her and she was so damn beautiful even without make up. She's a natural blessing. God bless her sweet face. 

I came to the house and it was empty, yet her dogs gathered in front of the door, they welcomed me. Then her father came, her mother and brother followed the appearance. We were waiting for the grandma, bae was calling her sister - she was in Sweden for her Post-Grad Study - so that she could also participate on the lunch.

Before we started eating, we prayed, we sang the birthday song and then we ate. I gave her mom a gift which my mother gave me: Kangen Water, for antiseptic, beauty and also for healthy drink. Then, we talked a lot about this Kangen Water.

The lunch was ready, home-made-natural-organic yellow rice with chicken, scramble eggs, some vegetables. The meal was simple yet it taste delicious in my mouth, it was served with the warmth of a family. Something that I haven't felt in a while. While eating we were also talking get to know her family yet also I let her family know more about me. Through that plates of yellow rice, we had conversations, her family was interesting and I had a good time with them. Then, it come the time for me to leave, but the memory of that afternoon will always stay. The memory of little heaven I found in my bruise-full-heart when I was with her and her family.


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