Chandanas

Escapes

"What a shout, see people sleeping?"

I jerked. While being engrossed in looking at Kiran while rethinking things that had happened in the past, this person I was looking at suddenly said something. Since when did he wake up?

"Who has seen you. I just saw the couch" I dodged. Sure oes.

Kiran opened her eyes, "Eleh. Where anyone wakes up in the early hours just to eat the couch."

I blushed, then got up to look for a crackle bag containing food that we had brought yesterday from Edy's house. The sun has started peering from the east there, we also have to start our journey immediately so as not to be late or even miss the vegetable truck. However, before that we had to eat first because we did not know how far we had to travel to get to the main road.

I unpacked the bag of crackles and took two bedbreads along with three cereal bars. Not to forget, I also took two boxes of milk and brought them towards Kiran.

Seeing me walk over, Kiran got up from her position with a slight sigh. He must be just as tired as me. Or maybe even more tired. Kiran shifted a bit to make room for me to be able to sit on the same sofa.

"The others are just snacks. Hopefully this is enough to meet our energy needs until later yes," I dropped some of the food I brought.

Kiran twisted her body position so we sat facing each other with a pile of food between us.

"No problem. Eating anything also tastes good. Especially if in these crucial moments," Kiran grabbed a packet of bread and began to eat it. Sometimes he rubbed his eyes that still looked sleepy.

"Are you still sleepy?" i asked.

Kiran shook her head slowly, "No. I usually stay up too. Only in the hospital do I sleep more. So it feels weird."

"I'm sorry. You are not fully healed yet.."

"Chandana, I told you. I came here of my own volition. You are not the one who forced me. Anyway, I'm glad to be here with you," Kiran held my hand for a while before going back to eating her bread.

I smiled thinly. Thank you very much, Kiran.

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Time passes quickly. Kiran and I were busy preparing and everything we needed to bring. Kiran searched all over the house to find things that might be useful to us. While I was, I was busy packing snacks that were still left for our supplies during the trip.

It took us an hour to really finish all the preparations well. Starting from bathing, preparing items, to arguing to decide which way we will go.

Kiran and I were both not paying much attention to which direction we were going because last night we were too panicked and focused on escaping. In addition, our trip was dominated when it was dark so it was difficult for us to determine the right direction. Although I have been here many times, but the only road I know is the road to the cabin, where Edy is. Therefore, I feel doubt related to which direction we should take if we want to go to the main road.

It took a dozen minutes for Kiran and I to exchange ideas and express our opinions until we finally agreed to walk east after drawing the cabin floor plan, this house, this house, and the cabin distance to the main road.

Once it felt everything was ready, Kiran and I left the house with the luggage we had prepared.

I stood in front of the triangle-shaped house and looked at it with teary eyes. All the beautiful memories that were inside came back to my mind. Including the wonderful memories we just added tonight. Now, Kiran has become part of this wonderful place and hopefully she will continue to be part of the pieces of my story to come.

"Chandana, come on," Kiran touched my shoulder gently, inviting me to immediately start the journey and leave this place.

I rubbed a tear hanging from the corner of the eye, then turned and walked away from the place in hopes of returning later. Come back here with the people I love and care about. At least if I can really come back alive because neither I nor Kiran can be sure of the success of our current mission.

Kiran and I walked together, hesitatingly splitting the forest and shady trees. It was still early in the morning, therefore, loud were the sounds of birds coming together. They perch on branches, on branches, even on the ground. They whistled as if with that whistle, they encouraged us. Support our journey.

I looked at the trees around. Because now we are not overwhelmed by the fear of being chased or rushed, I am more able to enjoy the beauty of nature. The dry, brown leaves scattered as far as the eye can see look like a carpet of nature stretched out by the power of God.

The leaves that are still in the tree also look so beautiful and fresh to the eye, especially because of the grains of water arising from the morning dew, add freshness and beauty of the existing leaves.

I glanced at Kiran who looked busy with a wooden stick that had been in her hand since when. He seemed so interested in scraping the dry leaves under our feet with the stick he was carrying, I even realized that he had done so almost the whole way. I shook my head slowly, it turned out that Kiran was just an ordinary teenage boy. We are just ordinary teenagers who also want time to play and have fun. It's just that we were born with a condition far from simple words so that at the age we should have gone through with a lot of play and laughter, we just went through days that can not be imagined like this.

I have always admired my mother for her kindness and tenderness. I always wanted to be like a mother who would even marry a father who was not completely normal when she could be with men who might be much better than dad. However, mother is sincere. I love my father unconditionally, and so does the father who loves the mother so much that he is willing to do stupid things that violate his instincts just because he thinks it can all make the mother happy up there.

I have always loved motherhood like that. At least until I started thinking, if by then mom wasn't very nice and adopted Edy, maybe none of this would have happened. Maybe dad won't be like that, maybe I don't have to be like this. And most importantly, Kiran's sister did not need to lose her eyesight and live with the same abilities as most children her age.

I was confused, who should I blame for all this? Where did this error begin? Where did it come from? Where is the error?

I don't know how much I sighed until Kiran suddenly grabbed my hand and said, "What did you think? You've sighed many times, it seems a lot yes, which disturbs your mind."

I smiled slightly, shook my head slowly, dismissing Kiran's prejudice which was one hundred percent true.

"Yaudah, let's play guessing while walking so you don't daydream again. It's dangerous if you stumble because you're busy daydreaming."

"Thank you?"

"Ep... Whom.. The most mature singer?"

I cringe, is there a matre singer?

I nodded slowly, not knowing who to answer.

"Frank."

I laughed a little. I don't know, I don't understand where the funny thing is, but I just kind of want to laugh at Kiran's expression when I say that answer to me.

"Okay, it's your turn!"

"I've never played a guess. I don't even know what I want." I admit, to be honest, I'm really bad at this kind of thing. After all, with whom do I play something like this when talking to others almost never?

Kiran sighed, "Your father."

"Yaudah, if so, now we're just wondering. I ask you, and you keep asking me about whatever it is we want to know about each other. You want?"

"May," I nodded in agreement.

So far, we've come a long way, but strangely enough, I haven't felt tired at all. Maybe because we were busy chatting and doing things that made us forget the distance itself.

"What is your favorite food?" Kiran asked.

Ah.. Come to think of it, we don't even know each other about such information huh. So far we have never shared about the little things that we have because we are busy dealing with much bigger problems.

"I love fried rice and any food that tastes vanilla," I replied in a sneer.

Kiran nodded in understanding, "Ah yes yes, time at the amusement park do you ask for a vanilla flavored patbingsu huh? I just found out that you like fried rice. I'll try to cook it!"

"Why do you want to cook fried rice? Who likes fried rice is me."

Kiran sighed as she glanced at me with an annoyed expression, "Well let me make some fried rice for you, how come."

I smiled knot. Basic Kiran. He really looks like Roka when it comes to things like this. It's just that, if Roka did something like this to a lot of girls, it seems like Kiran was just like this when near me. Oh my God, just thinking about it makes me feel ashamed of myself.

"You asked me too dong."

I fell silent as I thought about what I wanted to know most about Kiran. Every now and then I glanced at him who was now busy looking at me with the gaze of a kitten and a smile that spread wide. I immediately threw away my face while twisting my eyeballs in a wrong manner. What the fuck is all this.

"What color do you like?"

"Ah.. Color yes. If it's color, I like blue. For some reason, look at it and just like that," Kiran explained briefly and clearly. And for just information, since then we have continued to walk hand in hand. I don't know how far we've gone, which must have been as far as Kiran clasped my hand and didn't let go in the slightest.

"My turn again, yeah. You see the movie, right? If you like, what movie?" Kiran glanced at me briefly before returning to focusing on the forest road.

Without thinking, I replied, "I like Serendipity, John Cusack's 2001 film. It seems like a dozen times I re-watched the movie, but never once did I get bored."

Apparently, my answer caught Kiran's attention so she went back to asking, "Oh, huh? Why that? What do you like about the movie? What kind of movie is that?"

"The film is very simple, only about small coincidences that occur between a man and a woman. So, the story is that there were two people who met accidentally in a store. At that time they both wanted to buy gloves if not wrong. And then, other coincidences continued to bring them together that night when they had no intention to meet again. Before parting that night, they did not want to say their name, phone number, address and so on. The point is, after that night, they kept looking for each other, but strangely, no matter how close they were, they couldn't see each other, whereas previously it was easy for them to meet when there was no intention at all to meet each other. But why is it that when they want to meet, they are not met?"

"Because it wasn't their destiny to meet. Don't you?" Kiran answered softly.

I nodded, "Yes. So their meeting that night was no coincidence at all."

"Did they end up together. The Woman is the same as the Man?"

I smiled a little, "Other times, you'll see the movie."

"Why, hearing you so passionately tell me a little bit about the film, I feel like the story is pretty much the same as the story I was looking for you."

"I told Roka to find out about you, even myself to find out about you, but it was very difficult to reach you at that time. We met for the first time on the stairs. And I don't even know if it's you. I thought it was all a coincidence, but after I thought again, I was here with you, all the connections between me and you were not created just by chance, but it was because of God's fate" Kiran explained.

I smiled slightly as I looked at the side of Kiran's face that looked very beautiful and soothing.

That's why Kiran, that's why I watched that movie a dozen times. I really want to make sure that we're going to have the same ending as that movie. I really want to make sure that what we are going through right now will have a happy ending both for me and for you.