Believe In Fantasy

Chapter 1

Today is mid-July, children play in the park. There are slides and swings, not to forget the warm sandbox. A lot of games.

But there was a child who sat down daydreaming in the shade of a shady tree. Alone down. Now the pebble landed on his head.

"Hahaha, hey look there's a lunatic. He said he could talk to trees. Isn't that weird. Hahahaha." said the unknown reddish-browed boy, from his tone seen mocking.

"Hahaha yes, he must be lying.." not finished talking, said the boy with specks on the face was cut.

"I'm not lying! I can really talk to some plants. I'm not lying" he said, getting up from his seat, even though he was still down.

"Huh? You're a fool, huh. Look you almost cried. Don't be delirious." said the boy with the red mane.

"Look at him" the other boy began to point to the boy who began to break up.

"Let's go! There's no fun here, there's a weird kid." The three kids started leaving the kid alone. He was alone and sat back under a tree. He lowered his face between his bent legs and his head covered with his hands.

The day was getting late, the sun was in the west, the orange light was shining on the boy. He was still silent, not crying or talking. Eyes closed. His mind was far away in his dreams. Apparently he was asleep, until a familiar voice woke him up.

"Hey, wake up. Let's go home, dad's here. Are you okay?"

"Emm, where's this hoamm dad?" the boy yawned and rubbed his eyes, still searching for consciousness.

"It's in the park, baby. Why are you sleeping here?" asked the grown man crouching to see his son asleep under the tree.

"Ahl. It's okay I'm just a little sleepy so fall asleep." he replied so that the father would not worry.

"really? But your eyes are red. You cried? Were you run over by your friends?" ask the father to worry more.

"No dad, um I want to go home" Ronald said.

"Well come on daddy's fat" said the father extending a hand to his son.

"Emm." Ronald stepped up and sat on his father's arm. In front of his father's stomach he was. Get out of the park and go home. Not far away do not stand a few hundred meters.

Arriving at home, the yard is wide green carpeted and shaded due to some trees. The house is not too big, there are several poles in the house, as well as a ladder that connects the front yard and porch of the house. There's a pretty carved door there. Some simple glass windows. When entering there are several chairs with one table, made of wood. The house is also usually just a family room, some rooms and a kitchen.

The couple's son and father entered and were warmly welcomed by his family.

"Oh dear you are from anywhere, I worry about you" said the mother seizing the child in her husband's arms.

"I'm a good mom, I just fell asleep in the park" said the boy.

"You're making the whole house worried, stupid" said the older sister.

"I'm sorry for the worry" he said apologizing.

"All right let's take a shower. I've prepared warm water."

"Yes ma'am." the boy nodded.

The house is not too crowded. After the child took a bath, he sat down at the dinner table. Seeing her mother and sister cooking.

After cooking, the dishes are served. There is vegetable soup, fish and eggs. It's not fancy but this cuisine is delicious. Especially eating together. They eat together now. After eating, I cleaned the table from the leftovers.

This is the life of Ronald Alexander. Sometimes it is carried by the child. But luckily he has a warm family and loves him. His father was Arnold Alexander, a private employee at a highly responsible company. And his mother Maria Alexander, a housewife who loved her family very much. His older brother, Alesia Alexander, was an intelligent child. He even skipped class because of his intelligence.

And now this family is waiting for the presence of little brother. It is still in the womb at 3 months of age. Still young indeed. But the family was thrilled when they got the news that Maria was pregnant with her third child.

Ronald is a good kid, sometimes acting weird. Sometimes it's adorable. Contrary to her strict and careful sister. Her face was very sweet, her eyes were large with beautiful eyelashes and thick eyebrows similar to her father's. Her cheeks were as stale and her lips were as red as her mother's. Of course this little Ronald is adorable.

If you remember the trouble at the park, Ronald was run over because they thought Ronald was lying and just fantasizing. But it was not so, he could understand what plants told him. Not all plants, but only some.

At first he heard someone calling his name...

It was a bright morning when he wanted to go to school. Kindergarten more precisely. When he wanted to leave the house he heard his name called.

"Ronald." The voice sounded long not too loud but still can be heard Ronald.

"Dad, did you hear anyone call me?" ronald asked his father.

"Emm, Ronald heard that?" ask Arnold about his son.

"Emm, yes. That sounds long." the adorable child nodded.

"Hehe, daddy's son is so sweet. Here I kissed" said Arnold holding his son and kissing his face.

"Aaaaa, stop it a little amused" said Ronald distancing his father's face.

"All right, let's go." Arnold took his son to the car. Put your child in the front seat.

"Huh, basic! Your brother always was" Arnold said.

"Dad, I was still curious about the voice" Ronald said looking into his father's face.

"Emm, baby if they mean bad then it's not good. You better ignore it." Arnold told his son.

"But his voice sounded when they were lonely. Do you know who they are?" ask Ronald.

"Come on, I don't know." The father said to his son.

"Dad, come on, I'm ready." Alesia ran towards the car.

"Well let's go" Arnold got in the car and drove it away from home.

It was the first time, then it continued, at home, at school, on the street. Then Ronald realized and understood, the plants called him.

Ronald increasingly interacts with plants. In fact, he prefers to play with the trees, sleeping under the green carpet and in the shade of green clouds that block the sunlight blinding him.

Until then, he invited some of his friends to play with some trees beside his house.

"Friends, look at my friend. Sometimes I tell him a lot of things. And he told me sometimes" Ronald said, hugging a tree.

"Huh, Ronald are you double? How can this tree talk" said one of his friends.

"No, I'm not kidding. I'm serious, look. The tree greet them." Ronald took off his hug and looked towards the tree.

"Can't be Ronald" said the tree.

"Well, why can't you?" ronald asked with a confused expression.

"Hahaha, look at him talking to himself. Now Ronald's getting weird." his friend sneered.

"Yes, let's better go. Don't play with him anymore. He's weird now." They then left Ronald.

"Hey, guys wait. Ronald is not strange." shouted Ronald at his friends who were getting further away.

"Ronald?"

"Hiks. Trees, why don't you say hello to them. They'll believe you if you talk. Huhuh." Ronald is sad.

"Not that I don't want to, but they can't hear me" the tree explained.

"Why?" ronald asked with teary eyes.

"I don't know either. Only Ronald can."

"Hiks, huuu huwawwwww hhahah." now Ronald even cried so.

"Ronald don't cry, no, I'll be your friend."

"Emm,hiks" Ronald's cries began to subside.

"Ronald's? Why are your kids crying?" Mary went out of the house to her son's place.

"Ro-Ronald misses father." Ronald replies lying he was afraid that his mother would be like his friends earlier.

"Haha, mom's son here is the same mother first. Later if you come home to play with the father." answered Maria, even though she knew her son was lying.

They then went into the house, and Ronald instead took a nap because of the ketchup play.

At first, Ronald was not liked by his friends. His days are spent in nature. Sometimes he brings a fantasy book to read under a tree.

"Please, isn't he great. He's never been acknowledged, but he's still trying to be recognized by others, he's also very strong, even though he's being teased here and there."

"Yes he's great, so Ronald has to be like him. Never cry if someone mocks you."

"Emm, you're right. I have to be strong. Ronald must be able to fight."

From that day on, Ronald will fight if mengundung by others, with the help of his floras for sure.

Seriate.......

Thank you to the readers, wait for the continuation well. sweet greetings from the Author

Arin X Dipa's.