Morning Glory - Sandstone

Chapter (1)

At the head of the front hall of a large house not far from Natmaw Creek in Hinthada, a handsome young man sat in a rocking chair, puffing on a cigar and reading an English newspaper.

Not far from him, a beautiful young woman sat cross-legged, turning the pages of an English book. The girl seemed to be about 9 years younger than the young man. She had a beautiful, elegant face.

The bracelets on her moving hands seemed to chatter and chatter. On her pure feet, which were clasped together, a large golden anklet, almost half-exposed, was the edge of the petals of a large blue tabi flower.

Once, while flipping through the newspapers, a young man accidentally glanced at a young woman and saw two round, bulging eyes looking at him.

Then, thinking to himself, "What do I want to be like in the young man's mind, that I have come to this house?", he asked himself, and took a deep breath.

He wondered if his bad luck was a sign that it was coming to an end, or if it was a sign that it was about to change and continue, and he couldn't keep his mind or eyes on the letter, but they kept pace with the little girl's eyes and started to wander.

Bad luck is nothing else. Khin Maung was temporarily dismissed from his post as a sub-inspector due to an accidental neglect of duty. He thought, “Even if I don’t get this position back, I won’t be sad. I’ll just do the uninteresting job of a merchant broker.” He was looking for a job in Yangon. Although he was looking for a job, the times were not good, and before he could find a job, he met his childhood friend, the machine tycoon Maung Pe, and Maung Pe invited him to come to his house.

That beautiful young woman was the only daughter of my friend's father.

My father's goal was to teach his only daughter English.

At that moment, Ma Mya stood up from her seat with a bold expression and came and knelt at Khin Maung's feet...

“Koko...how long did it take you to understand these English newspapers?”

When he asked, Khin Maung put down the newspaper and looked at Ma Mya's face, smiling.

Ma Mya continued to act shyly and shyly...

"It would be great if I could read English newspapers. I always have to read the latest news."

Khin Maung looked at Ma Mya, turned towards the road with a smile, and...

"There are some news stories that are easy to read, like newspapers. Some are just boring. For example, no one wants to read a police report."

“Koko... I understand all of this.”

"I understand as much as I can, but no one in the world can understand everything."

"Koko... what grade did you pass?" -

"I passed the IA, but I didn't have to continue with the BA because my parents couldn't afford it."

"I'm pretty good at AI, huh?"

"In English, IA is no different from BA. There are IA students who are better than BA students."

"I must have read a lot of English pictures, Koko."

"I've read quite a bit."

He replied, looking into Mya's beautiful eyes and smiling.

"I'd like to hear a good picture, can't you tell me?"

“Then slowly, I'll tell you, there are a lot of pictures.”

At that moment, the machine owner came to Maungpe's house and

"Aise, my daughter is very fond of literature. She can't go anywhere with you until she learns English. She's not smart enough. She only finished the nine chapters of the Bible in six months. However, nowadays, English is useful everywhere, so she also has a passion and needs to be encouraged. She's alone, so she can't be separated and sent far away, my friend. It's just a good time to meet you," he said.

Maung Pe was five years older than Khin Maung, but they had been schoolmates in Yangon when they were young, so he trusted Khin Maung's honesty and integrity.

My father had to drop out of school after failing 3rd grade in the 7th grade because his parents were rich and he spent a lot of time on pleasure trips.

Khin Maung, on the other hand, was able to study properly and pass the IA exam because his parents were not very wealthy and did not have much money to spend on anything other than his education.

However, even though Maung Pe believed, Khin Maung's heart was filled with great fear. Only Khin Maung knew the signs and symptoms of this fear. Because Khin Maung knew that Ma Mya's eyes were not ordinary eyes.

The next day, Khin Maung started teaching Mya Mya English. He learned that Mya Mya was very intelligent and a natural learner.

Khin Maung also never got tired of teaching Mya Mya. What kind of a noble person could get tired of teaching such a beautiful, cultured, and intelligent young woman so closely?

Khin Maung was a commoner, a police officer, a commoner. He studied under the teacher, and from time to time, he would touch his head and listen to everything he taught. The scent of perfume, the scent of powder, and the scent of flowers that came from the head and face of the young woman, the goddess, entered Khin Maung's heart and left, and how could he not feel the taste of life?

Sometimes, when he took the pencil from Mya's delicate and beautiful hands, Mya would not show any sign of displeasure, and when he did, Khin Maung's heart would flutter and flutter. How could he not feel it?

When the little girl was reading, her firm, round hips and slender waist seemed to be encouraging the teacher.

Khin Maung, however, knew that the enemy of the beautiful visions that arose in his mind, the nature of the universe, was disturbing him. Knowing this, he suppressed his mind and did not allow it to do anything wrong, but whenever he remembered it, he had to drive away and throw it away.

In this way, many times the little girl's father was busy working on the machine, leaving only the two of them at home.

At that time, Mya Mya would lean her knees against the railing of the chair, her head pressed against the teacher's, and ask him a variety of questions.

Sometimes, Khin Maung's face was lined with eyelashes, and I could see the fearless eyes and the shadow of longing desire in those eyes, and I could tell that he was forgiving with a sad expression.

"Ding, why do you have to look at me like this? I'm older than him, and I'm not particularly beautiful in appearance. There are many people younger than me who are more beautiful and handsome. There's no way a young, beautiful, and dignified girl like him could play with someone like me. What's the matter?"

And so Khin Maung thought.

Moreover, sometimes, while talking to Khin Maung, she would act as if she wanted to be close to him, but when one of the household members suddenly appeared, she would retreat when she saw the sign of the coming shadow.

Even when his father was around, he did not show any signs of being too close to Khin Maung. Khin Maung wondered what kind of mind this was, but he could not find the reason.

One night, in the dim moonlight, Khin Maung was walking aimlessly along a low forest path outside his house. As he walked, he came to the bank of a stream.

By the riverbank, he watched the vast army of Veda moving in the air, like the moving water and the shadows of clouds, in the moonlight.

Then, suddenly, he heard footsteps behind him, and he turned around, feeling a mixture of surprise, astonishment, fear, and joy.

The appearance that I saw was none other than a young tree, holding on to the branch and moving with its head bowed, knowing that it was a sycamore tree...

Khin Maung suddenly became speechless.

"It can't be Ma Mya. Why did Dean come after me at almost midnight? Did the ghost of the deceased come down in the form of Ma Mya?"

He thought about it and couldn't believe his eyes.

After a while....... "Yes, my?"

"Ma Mya looked at Khin Maung with a look that looked like she wanted to ask for something. She didn't say anything in response."

"What's wrong with you, Ma Mya? What happened?"

"I can't stay, Koko, I can't sleep."

"What about your father?"