Khin Hnin Yu - Good karma has not been achieved

The rain is falling.

"Dear Miss..."

"Hey...Richard...Richard, come on."

Richard was startled by Mona's voice calling out to him. He ran into his father's bedroom.

"Hmm...what's wrong, Mona?"

"Read it here, Richard, is it written by Dad?"

Mona pointed to the blue paper on the table.

Richard read the paper and said, "Don't touch it, Mona. Don't touch his paper. If you mess up, Dad will tell you. Mona, why did you go into Dad's bedroom?"

"Oh...I didn't see my mother-in-law come over to have coffee so I wouldn't make a face. As soon as my eyes landed on the table, I looked at the paper. Mona wasn't holding anything. Richard called me because he saw this letter on the table."

"Dad got up early for a walk. Come and have some coffee, Richard. I've buttered the toast. The others are waiting at the coffee table. I'm in Dad's bedroom."

Mona followed Richard's lead, shrugged her shoulders, and shook her head. She ran her ten fingers through her hair, trying to smooth out the tangled strands. Richard sat down on the bed.

"Open your mouth," Richard said, placing the bread on Mona's beautifully opened red lips. They were completely oblivious to Uncle Po, who was pouring coffee nearby. Uncle Po, as if he didn't dare to look, lowered his head, put down another plate of fried sausages, and went into the kitchen.

' Mona let out a loud laugh as she chewed her bread.

"You're dad's girlfriend's name is not that bad, she's called "Amalay" and you're dad's son is about to turn 50."

"Why, Mona, there are still over 40 of them."

"Your father is 52 years old."

"Whether it's 50 or 40, what's the point?"

"I want to make Mona laugh, because the old man, who is almost 50 years old, is writing a love letter." *Mona...everything else will be done by Richard,

"I want to call you Dad, just like Richard, or I want to call you Uncle, but...you can't call me Grandpa."

Mona giggled again.

"I won't call you, I won't call you,

Mona, what I mean is the old man,

I've just started writing a love letter.

"I want to know, my dear... will I ever get to the room where I cry?"

Richard placed the sausage slices between two slices of toast and placed them on the plate in front of Mona.

And then he ate his own sausage and bread, a little sleepily.

"Oh, no, no. "The name is not ugly, and you and your dad are not even close in age. After 40, a woman is still beautiful, Mona thought. Even a woman who is considered very beautiful loses her beauty when she is over 40. If you want to write a letter, the name is not ugly, and she is over 40. Hmm...she is still beautiful. Since you and your dad have to start writing to this woman now... Oh... it doesn't make sense to Mona and us.

Without beauty, there is no love, hey...hey Richard, I love Mona because she is beautiful, Mona's lips are like Mona Lisa's, Mona's daddy said that his mommy was like Mona Lisa, when Mona was born, she only had that little lip. But daddy named her Mona because she looked like the lips in the painting, Molly's birthday

Tommy, John, and Molly had a dance at their house, and Tommy even said, "Mona Lisa, your lips are the real Mona Lisa, heh...heh, even Tommy and Yu were going to get up and fight that day."

"Oh...don't tell me about that night. Come on. Dad will be waiting for you at the beach."

"Oh..hohoho...wait, I have to brush my teeth."

Mona went to the bathroom and started brushing her teeth. “Is Daw Thein here? Is Ba Gyi Poyen here? Let’s clear the table.”

Richard shouted towards the kitchen. When Mona came out of the bathroom, the two of them walked hand in hand down to the shore. Daw Thein entered the dining room, eating from a tray and clearing away the dishes.

"Have the Ma Thein family left?" Uncle asked as he entered.

"I'm going, I'm tired, Ko Rin, I'm going to eat some bread and sausages, and then I'll go and wash my hands. I'm also going to walk along the beach with my head shaved. It's a shame to meet the old ladies and the young ladies."

My mother is a gossip, and that little girl is also a big girl.

You asked me to wait, so I waited here and listened to them talk. Ha...Kliza and Topi are both perfect.

My father laughed.

“You’ll get used to it soon, they speak Burmese, and their names are English.”

Uncle said, "I helped carry the dishes to the back room."

"If I only take it to the other house once, the teacher, Tut Ni, the couple, and the old lady will go to their house for breakfast. The old lady likes to cook the food herself for her son."

"What did you get?" -

“I went to the market near here. The teacher said he would arrange a car for me tomorrow. So I went to Thandwe Market. I got a tiger prawn for fifteen kyats.

That's a recipe for a curry, with dried fish bones brought from Yangon, eggplant, okra, and rice mixed together, and a bottle of fried fish paste from a pine box...

"If you have anything to ask for, please call Maung Myo Thant."

"Where is Maung Myo Thant?"

“Hey...the son of the restaurant owner at the UBA hostel, hey...he's already here while I'm talking.”

A young boy, slightly younger than Richard and his friends, approached them.

"What else do you need, Uncle? I went to Uncle's this morning and he has 100 pieces of firewood stacked in the kitchen over there."

"Aye...if you get the wood, it's fine. I don't need anything else, Maung Myo Thant. If there's anything you want, just help me. He's from a remote area, far from the sea, and he's not from Pauk City, he's not from the sea. He's just married to his father."

Daw Thein winked.

"What are you talking about, Koen?"

"Oh... it's embarrassing, it's just a little bit of a

"It's not embarrassing, Auntie. Just like this beach, newlywed couples also come here for their honeymoon."

Maung Myo Thant said with a laugh. "What a moon..."

Daw Thein asked Maung Myo Thant the meaning of the word, which she really didn't understand.

"In English, it's called a honeymoon, when newlyweds come to this beach to be free."

"That's so strange...the words," said Ba Gyi Poy and Maung Myo Thant, both laughing.

"I just wanted to laugh because my uncle and aunt also came out with a smile on their face......hehe"

'Oh... Popcorn, pop

"Daw Thein can't swim," Daw Thein said, adding her own interpretation of what Moon had said.

“My father said he taught me to swim. Some of them came to relax. I don’t know what they are tired of. While they are relaxing, I have to wash the dishes. I want to go back to Yangon. I feel sorry for my father.”

"Hey... aren't you from this band?"

"What?" said the old man, looking surprised.

“No, I’m from Yangon. I’ve been in the eighth grade for two years. This year, my father came to help with my father’s restaurant during the summer vacation. My father is also from Yangon. He’s been running a restaurant here for a long time. It’s been since my mother passed away. I’m married to a Thandwe here.

"My father is happy. He left me with my sister in Yangon. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't pass the eighth grade."

Maung Myo Thant wanted to talk freely about himself when there was someone to listen.

"That's right, you failed the eighth grade twice, and our little one failed the eighth grade three times."

"Grandpa said, shaking the seat."

"Tukni...who is Tukni, uncle?"

"Hey...Mona, uh...that's a young man's name, his name is Richard Leigh, the son of a doctor."

'Aw...aw' Maung Myo Thant fell asleep for a moment.

"They...they can take their wives."

"I'll get it, then I'll sit and eat my father's work. Mona is a secretary. That girl can't pass grade 10."

"Hmm...so my father told me that my son should study hard in 10th grade, do some work, get a job, and if he gets a job, he should marry someone, and get a wife..."

“Aye, Kwee. That’s honorable. Every man is proud to be able to support himself and his wife with his own work. Our doctor’s son is a strange man. When he failed to pass the eighth grade, his grandmother said he was ashamed of being fat and ran away from home. I don’t know when he fell in love with Mona, Kwee. When she disappeared, I went to investigate and found out that she fell in love with Mona and ran away.”

“That girl is so pretty, do you like what you see?” Daw Thein asked. “Ma Thein, that’s why you’re a bachelor. Your days of three years and three rains are over. Now I can have your husband.”

Maung Myo Thant laughed.

“I... will come and help you whenever I have time. Call me if you need anything. I'll go now. It's early in the morning. I'm busy at lunchtime. I'll be busy at noon. I'll go and get some water. The guests have to take a bath in the sea and then take a shower, so I have to put enough water in the radiator. I'll go.”

Maung Myo Thant left them. - "The boy is so lively and cute, it would be great if we had a son like him."

"You're doing well now, and she's almost an old woman and she's getting married..."

"Korin, don't say anything embarrassing. I heard Mora say that just now. Your teacher said that you can't give a girlfriend to an ugly woman."

"Hey...".

Uncle suddenly didn't understand what she meant. When he asked him further, Daw Thein had already put the dishes in a small basket and gone to the kitchen on the other side of the house, so he didn't ask.

He went back upstairs and started cleaning the rooms. He swept Doctor U Moe Kaung's room and made the beds neatly. He went over to Mona's room and continued working, but in his mind he was thinking about Daw Thein's words.

"The teacher won't give a letter to an ugly woman."

The teacher, who would marry at this age, had been living in the forest and mountains for a long time, accompanying his uncle.