Moe Moe (Inya) - Does your sister worship love?

A single star flower fell to the ground.

As former students who have just graduated from school, Su and I also want to hold a farewell party.

"The string is so small, I don't think it will work, Irene, Raw."

Sue turned the necklace back to look at Irene, who was blushing. The necklace was really tiny. Her father had given it to her on her birthday. She never took it off because she didn't want to wear gold at school. She wore it today as a souvenir. It needed to be the thickest for today. She also wanted it to be the most beautiful.

"That's good, Cynthia, that's fine. I think it would be more comfortable if I put a small locket on it."

Irene's speech is not very Burmese, but that's not to blame. Irene is about a quarter Western. Her father is a pure Burmese. Her mother is half European.

"Don't call us Cynthia, Irene, Su, but we don't have any names in the world. We have to draw them the same way."

"Sorry Su, we forgot that Yu didn't like the name that Mother gave her. She's beautiful just the way she is. Her skin is yellow. It's like gold."

"Thank you, Irene. I want you to give me a flowery name like Primrose, Magnolia, or maybe April or December."

"Oh, then Daisy, Rosie, May, and June will be ripe."

“Those big names are just like the old ones, they’re just like the old ones. When I get to university, I’ll have to change my Burmese name to Su Su Hlaing, my father told me.”

"What does that mean?"

“We are the goddess of the moon, and Su means cute boy”

“You are very imaginative.” “Yes, of course.”

The two girls left the dressing table. Irene was already dressed. Su was just putting on her dress. The dress she had chosen was a light yellow lace dress with long sleeves. Her hair was tied back with a ribbon. Irene was stunned. Irene's dress was a rare silk dress that her grandmother had sent her from England. It was a soft green with colorful flowers, perfect for a night out. The neckline was high, revealing a pinkish glow. A small ruby ​​pendant was attached to her neck. The lace was also a delicate green.

"I was really surprised when I saw Su choosing these clothes. Now that Yu is wearing them, she looks so beautiful. She is simply beautiful. I think none of our students will come dressed like Yu. Tonight, Yu will be the most special."

"The color is so light that we're worried it will show up on the surface ."

"When you put it all together, the yellow light shines. You really are like a flower blooming."

"Then let's go, it would be better if we arrived early."

The father saw Su and her leaving the room. It was possible that the father was deliberately keeping an eye on his daughter. It was obvious that he was always worried about Su.

“Hey, you’re so beautiful, aren’t you? Oh, my daughter, Irin is beautiful too.”

"Uncle, you're just praising Cynthia and saying you're sorry for Irene."

The father laughed approvingly. In fact, he had to admit that he had only seen one daughter in his mind.

“No, Kwee, I’m just saying it’s really pretty.” “Thank you, Uncle, we’re going.” “Okay, brother, I’ll go with you.” Irene looked at Su’s face.

"No problem, Dad, I have an appointment with my friends, so I'll go for a walk. They'll be waiting at the house upstairs."

The father's face was pale, but he immediately calmed down. He understood that in such a situation, the children would want to go freely. However, he could not hide his concern for the little girl, who was as beautiful as a flower.

"If you come back, please call me." "Yes, Dad." "Yes, Uncle."

The two girls hurried down the stairs. Su's budding childlike form disappeared from his father's eyes. How long could he keep Su safe under his watch?

Su is beautiful like her mother. And like her mother, she likes beauty. She likes flowers. She loves poetry. She is always happy in music.

And Su is also imaginative. That girl also believes in love and is afraid of it, right?

"Her father is very worried. In fact, in the West, we would be dating boys and girls at our age . On a night like this, we would have to dance well together."

As we walked to the top of the road, Irene complained.

From her height, you could tell she was a pale girl. However, her dark hair and dark eyes were typical of a Burmese girl.

"Don't be too ambitious, Irene. You have a little bit of blood in you."

Su, who rarely criticized others, did it. No matter how Burmese Su dressed, her dark eyes and thick, thin lips were Western-looking. Even when she did, her cheeks would always appear. Irene remembered that the boys liked Su's rare smiles.

"I'm just saying what I mean, so I'll leave it at that. Please speak kindly to Mickey and Maung Maung."

"It's cold."

They reached the top of the road in Sindh. Irene looked up and down the road.

Two boys came out of the cold store. Irene looked at Sue with a relieved expression.

Both boys were wearing trousers. Su Sin thought they were not neat, even though they were wearing nice shirts. Su Sin didn't like the fact that they were in a missionary school and that the officer was forcing them to wear uniforms. Su Sin believed that if they were to truly become Westerners, they would have to be mature and polite.

“Hey, Irene, I’ve been waiting for you for a long time. You guys took so long to get ready.”

Mickey spoke as soon as he got close. Mickey and Irene's eyes met, so he remembered what Irene had said and smiled accordingly. Maung Maung had only seen him up close once. Irene's mother had seen him from afar once. He was usually shy, but he seemed to be shy. Maung Maung glanced at Su and turned his face away. He didn't look at her again. Both boys looked at Irene and talked. Su was a little uncomfortable.

“Hey Maung Maung, you know her, right? My best friend, Sinthira. She likes to be called Su.”

Maung Maung turned to the south for the second time. This time, Maung Maung's confidence was deep and deep.

He also said "I'm glad" in English. Su nodded. Su believed that Su's actions were worth more than a single coin.

"Let's go now," Mickey said, leading the way.

Irene followed Mickey, and Sue was already hanging out with Maung Maung. Irene's voice made the whole way noisy. Irene's voice became quiet as soon as she reached the school.

"Now go, come to our shop, if you want to finish the party, just wait here, okay? I told you both."

"Confident"

Irene ordered the two boys, but Su's eyes didn't reach them. She only stared in horror at the one standing under the tree lit by the colorful lights.

"I'll go, Su, I'll come to the shop," Maung Mong Astha Kyar nodded his head.

Su's eyes remained fixed on the ground beneath the sycamore tree until she and Irene entered the front lawn.

“Oh, he, he, yes, he.”

My heart skipped a beat. Seeing the discontent in his eyes, I felt worried that he and Maung Maung were going to get together. “Oh, what’s the matter? He has nothing to do with me,” I thought to myself. But my fear still didn’t go away.

"You don't like me, brother?"

Irene nodded her head in agreement.

"It's fine."

"Heh heh, I guess so. He's an A, and a U. His father is also an officer, not lowly in rank."

“Oh, I’m not interested, Irene.” “Well, I told you earlier that I liked it.”

"Oh, I said I was friendly."

The two of them stopped talking when they arrived at the cold store. As they were about to enter the store, Su took a step back. Then she regretted it. Her fear grew stronger. The group of Mya Mya Nwe and Pamla who were already inside the store were talking loudly. Su was still nervous until she sat down at her assigned place. She realized that he would be here soon and started sweating profusely. She worried that he would come quietly.