Blind Girl Waiter

Blind Girl Waiter
Chapter 12 - Suppose


That afternoon it rained.


Alika has just finished bathing accompanied by bi Santi. Now Alika was sitting on her dresser chair and bi Santi gently combed her long hair.


The vegetables heard the sound of the rain outside.


At first it was slow but gradually turned into quite heavy. There was also a fairly cold wind.


"Bi, is it raining?" ask Alika.


"Yes Al, auntie's gonna close the window."


"Don't!" prevent Alika, her high voice made footsteps bi Santi immediately stopped, but only one step he took to go to the window.


"Don't close Bi, I want to see the rain" said Alika unconsciously, but at that moment he immediately knew that his speech was wrong. Then hurry to fix it ...


"I mean .. I_"


"Let's see it together," invited bi Santi, he touched Alika's shoulder gently. Surely Alika again felt tightness in her chest again, thought bi Santi.


And Alika did not answer again, she only complied when bi Santi helped her up and they walked towards the window. The wind so samakin clearly Alika felt.


Two hands came forward and began to fumble the window, the flow of water from above his house poured out quite rapidly.


Slowly, Alika also took out her hand until she managed to touch the rainwater.


It felt very real when his hands could feel like this.


Alika smiled and bi Santi could see it, to make bi Santi also smile too. Secretly bi Santi was proud of how the struggle Alika lived all this time.


"Aibi is sure, very sure, soon you will be able to see Alika again" said bi Santi with a very sincere feeling.


Alika could feel that sincerity.


All this time he never really got the love of someone. The orphanage mother did not love him like this either.


The first few years when Alika started working, her orphanage mother even repeatedly asked for money by force, she said to pay for the time Alika lived there.


"Bi, did Mr. Ryan pay my aunt dearly to be my servant?" asked Alika, the good attitude of Santi and Erlan must not be separated from the amount of money they receive.


Alika does think that anything can be bought with money, including affection.


"Why ask like that Alika?" ask bi Santi.


Alika did not immediately answer, she first extended her 1 hand again until both of them touched the rainwater.


"Since the first time we met, aunt treated me very well. Even I could hear when auntie was crying at night, auntie was crying because she saw poor me" Alika explained.


"Auntie must have done it all because of getting paid a lot of money, right? not because I truly love me" said Alika, again asking the question.


But now his voice sounds more subtle.


And that makes bi Santi crispy. Although it is difficult to answer, but bi Santi still open the voice ...


"Auntie is paid Alika, a more expensive payment than being a regular waiter. And about sincerity, aunty also can not explain much, let your heart alone feel it, "reply bi Santi, the speech is soft, motherly, and the answer again managed to make Alika's father feel tight.


Suppose she could have a mother like bi Santi.