Natnwe - Half gold, half silver

Room one

The first passenger to disembark from the plane, his right hand pressed to his chest, staggered through the crowd. His face was pale and bloodshot. His eyes were moving. He suddenly entered the gift shop.

A young woman, who was arranging colorful postcards in a wall cabinet, suddenly noticed a man who had come storming into the shop. A table at the entrance was lined with children's toys.

But the young woman noticed that someone had entered the shop and immediately looked around. As soon as she saw the man standing near the work table, she knew that he was in danger, that he was in pain. She noticed that his right hand was bent downwards. But she did not notice that the man was putting something into the hole in the two teddy bears on the edge of the table. He quickly inserted a small piece of paper into the one-inch hole in the bear's head. Then, with a coin that had fallen into the hole, he threw it over the top.

At that moment, his eyes were on the woman, not paying attention to her moving hands.

The young woman walked over to the doll table and

"What do you need, sir?"

She asked in a clear, sweet voice. Her eyes were intently studying his face.

"I want to make a phone call. Where is the phone?"

"Oh, there are telephone booths over there, brother, you came from that side, didn't you? Didn't you see? The telephones are not working?"

Without listening to her words, the man turned and left. But it wasn't lightly, it seemed like he had to turn his whole body with great effort. It was very tiring to see.

At that moment, a woman entered the shop. She was tall and slender. She was holding a child's hand in one arm. When she saw him, the woman stopped in the doorway. The look on her face seemed to indicate that she wanted to say something to him.

"Please get out of the way, little sister."

The man said this and walked away with a slow step. The way he spoke also showed that he was in pain. The tall woman standing at the entrance of the shop looked impatiently at the child next to her. At that moment, the shopkeeper passed them both and went out of the shop. He swayed left and right, his head hanging low. His right hand was hanging down. Red blood droplets fell onto the floor.

The shopkeeper's eyes widened. Her name was Longlong. She had a compassionate heart. She believed that one should not look at a person in danger. That's why

"I don't know why. He got injured."

I spoke to the woman standing in the shop. A look of shock appeared on the woman's face, but she immediately stood up and whispered to the child next to her.

"Maung Punya, look over there, the little face is so beautiful."

He pointed to the dollhouse on the other side. Then he glanced towards Lei Lei City.

"Yes, I think I'll have to do something for him, just looking at him."

Lei Lei Chu came out from behind the counters at that moment. She walked briskly past the woman at the entrance and towards the telephone booths. She followed the red blood drops. She had a social responsibility. She had to do something for the person in trouble. She had to help the injured person in some way. Lei Lei Chu decided to call the airport medical center.

But first, she figured she should know where he was and what his condition was, so she decided to follow him to the telephones. There was a group of children blocking the way ahead, so it took a while. The children were about 7 and 8 years old. There were boys. There were girls. There were siblings. There were cousins. There were friends. One of the children stepped back and bumped into her. Then a fair-skinned woman with fair hair apologized. Lei Lei Cho said it was nothing and hurriedly left the place.

The red-haired girls stopped in front of a telephone booth. They found him inside. His face was pained, with a broken tooth. He was holding the telephone and waiting. It was as if he had not found the person he was talking to on the other side ready. Otherwise, he might have been unconscious holding the telephone. His body was leaning heavily against the corner of the telephone booth. What should she do? Run into the telephone booth and pull him out? But she quickly abandoned that idea. She ran somewhere. She saw a policeman a short distance away.

As Longlong walked towards the policeman, he noticed an old man in a large Kachin long-sleeved shirt standing next to him in the telephone booth. The old man was talking on the phone, but his eyes were on the people with blood machines in the other room. Longlong quickened her steps. In the living room on the top floor of the Pansudan office building, the Kandyan Kyaw clan was sitting in a wicker chair, facing the window, leaning forward. One of her hands was placed on the armrest of the chair. The woman in a green Thabini and a green Aquino sat in a chair facing him, with her back to the window. Her two legs were crossed, and her large thighs were clearly visible.

There were glasses of orange juice on the table between them. Kyaw's glass was almost empty, while the woman's glass was more than half full.

"Drink it, there's no alcohol in the orange juice," he said with a smile on his lips.

"Oh, it's not like that, it's not because I don't trust him."

The woman raised her eyebrows and said, taking the glass of orange juice and putting it to her thin lips.//

She took a sip of her drink, looking at him with sparkling eyes.

The woman didn't seem afraid of him. She appeared calm. She seemed confident that she could handle herself. He estimated the woman's age to be in her 20s, 25s.

"His family members don't see it either."

The woman didn't seem frightened, but rather cautiously, she surveyed the room.

"There are no family members." "Do you live alone?"

“I have a boy friend - he works downstairs.

The woman nodded.

“My father is in the Bawk Htaw farm. One brother is a judge, living in Pyidaungsu Hlaing, and the other brother is a teacher, working at North Okkalapa Hospital. They live there. Both brothers are married. I eat at the rice court. That's it... What else do you want to know about me?”

“Thank you, who asked about him?” “I'm just saying that because the family members didn't see it either.” “You can't say what you didn't see, can you?” the woman said weakly.

"I don't like to ask about other people, but I wonder if my mother has a name."

The woman laughed a little...//

"I have a name, it's Malari."

Malari Malari recited in his mind. He knew nothing about this woman, he had never seen this woman before. He had just met her because he was about to hit his car earlier.

This woman quickly crossed the road, even though she parked her car next to the platform. The woman fell while trying to avoid the car.

He hurriedly got out of the car. There was no collision anywhere, but the woman seemed to be slightly hurt in the accident. There was dirt on her shirt and long-sleeved shirt.

The hair tied around the head of the tooth is slightly distorted.

As usual, three or four people gathered around. So he invited the woman to his room. The woman was already in front of the living room mirror. She was fixing her long-sleeved shirt. She was fixing her hair a little and putting on makeup. He took out some orange juice from the refrigerator and served it to her. That's it..

"What's wrong? Does it still hurt?" "It doesn't hurt anymore," the woman answered, rubbing her knee with one hand.

Suddenly, my eyes went black, I thought I was going to get hit by a car.

"I didn't fight before, I was so scared that I fell down. " So I called Mala to my room and said, "Thank you."

"Okay"

w.burmeseci///

“I have to apologize.” “So his name is “me”?” “Oh...that’s right, I didn’t tell you my name because I was afraid people would ask. My name is Kyaw Tsing.”

“Where does Mala live?” “Can you send me?” “I will send you.” “No problem... Mala lives far away.” “Where is Mol?” “Do you work at the History, Gyokone office?” The woman smiled. But she didn’t answer. Just as Kyaw Tsing was about to say something, the telephone rang. The telephone was in his bedroom. He stood up from his seat and went inside. “Kyaw Tsing, I can also use it.”

As soon as I picked up the phone and listened, I heard Thet Naing's sharp, cracked voice in a muffled noise. At first, I didn't know anything. Then I recognized Thet Naing's voice. I understood the meaning of the words.

"Hey, man..speak slowly, is there a tiger after you...? Put a loudspeaker on your phone."

"I'm whispering, I'm muffling my voice with my phone in my ear, so it's getting hot in your ears."

Thet Naing's voice was still sharp. He spoke.

"//

It's so fast. I'm exhausted while talking.

“Hey, Thet Naing, what’s wrong with you?”

"Listen to me. Don't ask me anything. I'm talking to you about your father's business."

"If it's about my father, tell my father. Why are you telling me?"

“Listen, I can’t call your father, the boss has a spy inside your house.” “A spy?”

“Yes.. spy, I just returned from Myitkyina, and they treated me very rudely.” “Who are they?”

"Bad people, now a bad person is listening to me from the other side of the room."

"Where are you talking from now?"

“Mingalar Don, I am bleeding at the airport, listen to me so you understand what I am saying.”

"If you are injured, go to the doctor..."

"Yes, I'll go to Dr. Htin Kyaw's and call him from there. Do you remember Htin Kyaw? Do you remember his telephone number?"

"Thenaing..you wait there, I'll come right away"

"Tell your father the news I gave you. Don't trust him, I'm not here."

The sound was muffled. However, I heard the sound of someone falling. I heard the sound of the telephone speaker hitting something.//

• “Thet Naing, Thet Naing” | The Kyaw clan called anxiously. Suddenly, a green voice came from the other side. “Hello, hello, who is it? Where is it?”

Kyaw Tsing-yin hung up the phone without answering. Then he quickly left the room. He bumped into Malari, who was standing at the entrance of the room, looking at the photos hanging on the wall. The woman looked at his moving face and asked, “Kyaw Tsing-yin, why?”

"I'm just a friend, I don't know what happened." "Hmm..."

"I have to go to Mingalardon now, can I bring the meat? I can't send it. If I come back, I'll send it to Gyokone..." Or..."

"I'll come and help you, if I can help you, I will."

The two of them ran down the stairs. The sun was setting outside. • Drive carefully...Ko Kyaw tribe.”

The woman warned him that he was driving too fast.

"We must reach Mingalar Don quickly,"

"If the minds of the Ko Kyaw clan are too active, should we drive the Maya?"

"It doesn't matter." But his mind is not in his own. To Thet Naing//

It's here. What are Thet Naing and his father doing? Where are the spies at the farm? What happened to Thet Naing? Who are the bad guys? • He also forgot that a woman had come to him, seemingly without any reason.

Malari is quiet and peaceful.//

Immediately, people flocked to the spot. Most watched from a distance. Some got closer, hugging each other. Talking. Giving opinions.

The Long woman stood at the back of the crowd. The policeman, who had arrived at the scene as she had informed him, pushed through the crowd and entered.

The door of the telephone booth was open, and the body that had fallen was sprawled out on the floor outside, its face completely blank. It was completely unconscious. A large man in a Kachin uniform and a large man who had come out of the adjacent telephone booth were squatting next to the fallen man, rummaging through his belongings.

"Move out of the way a little, back off, don't touch or hold that friend, the ambulance is coming."

The policeman spoke to the crowd and said to the old man. The old man stretched his waist and///

"I'm looking for the registration to see who's who. Can you inform the family?"

“Yes, sir, our police will handle this matter. Everyone please step back. Take care of your own business.”

The policeman spoke again in a loud voice. The crowd that had formed a circle moved back a little. Some of them also left the area. There were also those who had just rushed in and were curious. At that moment, another police officer arrived at the scene.

Longlong also moved to the back with the crowd. She had fulfilled her social responsibility to the best of her ability, and now that all the responsibilities had been taken over by the police, she had nothing left to do. She had only to return to her place and do her job.

Just as Lei Lei Cho was about to leave the place, the police officer's voice rang out.

"I would like to ask a few questions from those of you who have seen or heard about this case. Please help me by telling me everything you know accurately and precisely."

The police officer briefly examined the fallen man, questioned the policeman a little, and then addressed the crowd. His eyes fell on Lei Lei Cho, who was clearly one of the people the police officer wanted to question.

So I stood there, safe and sound. While I was like this, I heard a voice calling from behind.//

"Sister, sister"

At first, I didn't think it was her, but then I thought I had heard that kind of voice before, so I turned around. I saw the tall, slender woman who had been standing at the gift shop earlier.

".. How did it happen, sister?" the woman asked curiously.

"I don't know for sure either, I think he lost consciousness. I think he's... he's not going to die."

"My sister, I have fulfilled my duty."

Lai Long Cho stood there, unable to find the words to respond. He saw the child who had come with this woman earlier sitting in the same group of children she had brought with her, a fair-skinned, fair-haired boy sitting next to the woman.

He looked at Lon Lon Cho Ma, knowing that someone was approaching him. He was a big man with a big Kachin long-sleeved shirt. He was a big man, but not a big man. He was tall and well-built, even though he was a big man.

"Mother, how did my friend become like this? He was talking to me in the shop, right?"

"I didn't say anything, I just asked where the phone was. I was so surprised to see him."

Lon Lon Cho stopped talking right there. The man in the Kachin long-sleeved shirt turned to the woman with the thin face.

"Your sister was also in the shop at that time, wasn't she? What did he say to you?"

He asked as if he were in court. The woman with the thin face became pale. Then she asked him. “I won’t say anything.” A police officer approached them. “Let me ask you a question or two,” he said to the old man, turning to the Long people. “And my little sister?”

"Yes, can I go back to the shop for a moment? My gift is from the Mon shop."

"I know, I'll come back later."

The police officer led the large crowd to the clearing.

"That man is a liar. He's not a friend, he's a liar."

The woman with a thin face leaned close to Longlongcho's ear and spoke bitterly. Lei Leicho nodded.

"Yes, people are different."

Long Long Cho left the place. He had to pass by a group of children who were struggling to gather. This time, the children were more noisy. When Long Long Cho looked carefully, the children were huddled around a man. The man's appearance was also clear. He had long hair, a red sports shirt, black bell-bottoms, and a guitar around his neck. His eyes were wide.

"Father, father, I met the four sisters."