Dashtan looked at the surprised Rakia with an amused smile. At the same time, Rakia hastily lowered her head to hide her awkwardness and slight embarrassment. Twice, this strange man before her had offered something that sounded ridiculous when a man like Dashtan said it. Rakia took a deep breath to regain her sanity.“Don’t like to offer things that you can’t live up to in the end. Have you ever been dumped?” asked Rakia with a challenging, severe look. Their orders came and stopped their conversation for a moment. The waiter helps them prepare the BBQ stove.“It must be painful,” said Dashtan when they came back together. Rakia swallowed her bitter saliva.“It felt like I wanted to die,” Rakia said honestly. The aroma of grilled meat covered in spice sauce is delicious. Dashtan moved his cooked meat straight into his mouth using chopsticks. He nodded while chewing, “It’s delicious,” he commented. Rakia also followed Dashtan’s way of eating when the meat was cooked; she also made the
Dashtan tightly shook the hand of a man around the same age as his stepfather. A polite smile graced his face as the man smiled while shaking hands.“Thank you for coming this far, Mr Reynaldi. Come on, please sit down,” Dashtan greeted, and then they sat across from each other on a dark blue sofa.“Does not matter. Your dad said if I had to meet you to start the dig, you’d be in charge there.” Mr Reynaldi looked at Dashtan with his modest gaze. Dashtan smiled; the man had been so attached to him since they first met at the museum’s opening in Singapore. They have the same interest in science.What things are buried there? Dashtan started his observation. He wanted to know what was in there; his mind was already guessing its value.“From what our team got, the remains of human civilization as old as the Mayans were buried. Don’t imagine that civilization will be as wide as Atlantis and the Mayans. It’s only a small civilization, but it proves that a civilized tribe once lived on that
Mrs Adeline welcomed her daughter, who had just arrived, with a warm hug that meant longing. It had been so long since she and her ex-husband divorced, and Rakia chose to live independently in Jakarta. She knows that the divorce hurts the child more or less, but she also doesn’t want to force everything under her control.“Oh, sweetie, it’s been so long. How are you?” she asked her daughter while staring and clasping her hands. Rakia had ordered her not to pick her up, but she insisted. She longs to see that her daughter is so big that she must finish it soon. And here she was, inside the Changi airport building with people milling around.“Physicly I’m okay, but mentally...,” Rakia looked down for a moment to swallow the bitterness that was still so thick clinging to her, “I’m crack,” she admitted as she raised her eyes again to look at her mother. Her mother’s hand reached out to caress a few strands of her dangling hair. Rakia hated that look.“You will come back whole, soon as pos
“Aww!” Rakia dropped the flower scissors she held when a thorn pricked one of her fingers. Adeline, who was not far from her daughter, immediately turned and approached.“What is it?” asked Adeline with a worried face. Rakia looked down at her bloody finger.“That rose stabbed me,” Rakia reported. Adeline immediately took a handkerchief from the pocket of the gardening apron she was wearing. Then she pressed the cloth on Rakia’s wound.“Come in, let Mama finish everything later,” Adeline ordered.“But, Ma, I want to help.” Rakia begged. Adeline shook her head as she pressed her lips together.“That’s enough, you just come in. You can take over the kitchen work instead of taking care of the plants.”Raki snorted. He is more skilled in the kitchen than in the flower garden. She nodded resignedly. Just as she was about to enter the house, the housekeeper, Mrs Liam, stood in the doorway connecting the back garden with the living room.“Ma’am, Mr. Montezza forgot this.” The woman is agains
She wasn’t usually this nervous for a job interview. Rakia stared at the lobby door of the television station she had visited that day. Several people were going in and out through the door alternately. She was standing on one of the steps, gathering her confidence before entering the building. A week later, after sending several job application files to several television stations in this city via email, only two of the total five locations she sent application files scheduled for interviews. It was far from Rakia’s expectations, but she tried to be strong; however, after she was laid off, she had to start everything again from scratch.After completing the interview in the first building, which was quite time-consuming with questions that had nothing to do with her future work, such as her relationship status, whether she was married or not, and some random questions that she was reluctant to answer, however, she still gave her best answer; she thought that sometimes the random ques
With a surprised look, Rakia looked at Dashtan, who was smiling at her. She ended the call unilaterally when the man came over to her.“Don’t you have anything else to do besides being a stalker? I could have reported you to the police for invading someone else’s privacy.” Rakia said fiercely. Dashtan enjoyed every emotion the woman showed her since she met and saw her often.“Going home now?” asked Dashtan.“No, I’m taking the bus home,” Rakia refused sternly. She answered without looking at Dashtan.“Your mom will find you; you’re new here; she must be worried; if I take you home, your stepfather will tell your mom about me.” This time, Dashtan tried another way to make Rakia care about her. That way, she could get Rakia to talk about the marriage again. Rakia snorted and blew air out of her mouth by advancing her lower lobe. She turned to stare at Dashtan with an annoyed look.“What do you want exactly?” asked Rakia desperately as she stood up.“Fine, I’ll just follow you,” she fin
The sound of cooking utensils and processing food was the backdrop of the restaurant Rakia and Dashtan chose for dinner. The atmosphere of a street food place near Chinatown became Dashtan’s choice after Rakia decided to leave the decision of choosing a place to eat entirely to the man. The aroma of seafood combined with spices tempts anyone to stop by and sample the menu. Rakia opted for the rice noodles with grilled squid; Dashtan ordered the same except with a different addition of grilled prawns. She also added chicken dumplings and sweets for dessert.“Want to try tangyuan?” Dashtan asked and offered. Rakia nodded enthusiastically. She ordered her sticky rice balls filled with chocolate, while Dashtan ordered red bean filling.“Do you eat here often?” asked Rakia, just out of curiosity and to start a conversation between them.“Not really; I’m the type of person who isn’t too picky about food. But I don’t eat haram food.” Dashtan honestly answered as he looked at Rakia.“What abo
The arrival of her father was something that Rakia welcomed quite enthusiastically. She asked Adeline for permission to pick up the man at the airport. However, Rakia was a little disappointed when she learned that her father had promised to be picked up by someone else. What she didn’t know was that the other person was Dashtan.“You didn’t go pick up your dad?” asked Adeline when she saw Rakia helping the maid cook lunch in the kitchen.“No, Dad said he was picked up by someone else who had promised him before coming here,” Rakia replied as she stirred her homemade mushroom chicken soup; she then took a little of the soup and tasted it on the tip of her palm she nodded after feeling the right flavor on her tongue.“Who?” Adeline wanted to know. Rakia turned to look at Adeline, then shrugged. Adeline raised her forehead with her lips slightly forward. She tried to guess who would deal with her ex-husband this time, and it certainly wasn’t far from the man’s profession.“I’m going to