CHAPTER 7
Haya takes him to the fast food and ordered some food and gave it to him. Haya was still watching the son of Amila who seems so hungry and cold than her.
His heart was beating fast. He is hesitant to take the food for he is worried about the bill.
“I have no money to pay that” he said, almost in whisper.
“You don’t have to pay it. It’s yours.” Haya said in soft voice.
“Thank you” he said. His little hand is trembling when he hold the food handed to him by Haya.
Then Haya and the son of Amila walked outside the fast food and walked down the snowy street.
Haya was about to cross on the other side of the street.
But the son of Amila called her and asked. “Where are you going?”
“I’m going home. Maybe my cousins are looking for me now. They will get angry because I’ll go home late for I have to cook their dinner for this evening. “Haya answered in mumbled as if she is talking to herself not to the son of Amila.
The fear suddenly seemed crossed in Haya’s pretty face.
Haya walked past and the little boy followed her when she crossed the street.
“Wait! What is your name?” the son of Amila said.
“I’m Haya.” She said without looking at the little boy who followed at her.
Haya is walking towards the bus station. She walked as fast as she could and the little boy almost left behind.
The little boy almost running just to catch her.
Then Haya reached the bus station.
she go up to the bus she turned
when he saw that Haya is about to ride on
walking back to the little
be back some other time to see you. Wait for me in front of that fast food where we buy food. The
you there.” The little
they walked in separate
on the bus while the little
little boy temporarily
is just an 11-year old girl she don’t knew also
can’t bring the little boy to the house of her Aunt Selma for the old woman will get angry
is to give the little boy some food and clothes to wear for protection in the cold winter whenever she had time to visit on the place where the son of Amila wandered all day, all night for he had no home
knew Haya would came back and looked for him. He is always waiting for Haya near the fast food where Haya told him
Haya and the son of
a result Haya always escaped in their house to visit the son of Amila. To check if the little
corner of the street is their
of the week- just exactly when Haya first approached him-the son
what happened Haya would come back
happy whenever Haya is around for in his little heart, Haya took away the worries
is around all his sorrow
is around he don’t have to be afraid. She cast
carry on. And with that he
clock: RIIIIING, RIIIIING,
clock: BEEP, BEEP,
clock:
wake up from her deep sleep because of the alarm clock of her room mates. It’s already morning, time to
had a long dream last night but she cannot recall what is
to work, again and again she ignore
and take a bath and in just few minutes
her phone and rushed outside the apartment to catch the
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