
If I could, I would like to join the fray with the two boys in front of me. As the betel nut is halved, they are indistinguishable from each other. Black hair, stature, eyes, nose, lips, everything was completely the same! At first glance, the twins are like playing penalty shootout kicks, but sometimes thrown by hand, headed, using various ways. I don't know what game it is. These kids don't seem to care about the name of the game they're playing. I myself still remember my principles when I was a kid, playing anything, the important thing is to be happy.
“Sakti, the wood we dry already dry. Let's help Dad put it back in the crate!” the adult men approached both.
“Alright!” answer one of the children remains cheerful even though the playful event is interrupted, “you wait a minute, Sekti! Or do you want to help too?”
“Yes! I also helped ...”
“No, you stay here!” their father replied firmly, continuing to rule the so-called Sakti leaving them both.
“You don't remember who forgot to close the crate until the woods we rained yesterday?”
One child who remained was lowered, “Secondly, Well! Sorry.”
“How many times have you been slovenly, huh? There's no kapoknya! What other punishments can deter you from repeating mistakes?!”
“Sekti does not want to be punished ..”
“Mean it don't do anything wrong!”
“Sekti wants to learn from brother!”
“You? To become like Sakti? After a long day of sunbathing here! Do not enter the house or take shelter until your head really remembers the pain of being careless! Only then can you learn new things, understand?!”
I was watching them both. It's like a soap opera story on television when one is there being set up. No matter how many times I have seen something like that, I am still sad to see what is happening before my eyes. The boy called Sekti simply complied, staying under the scorching sun, squatting while scraping the ground with his index finger, hiding the sadness.
A moment later his father barked from a distance, commanding him to stand. Again the boy complied. I wanted to hug her and I hugged her. He was so cold and empty, ready to be filled with all kinds of whispers of envy when he was too young to know such a thing.
Moments later I realized he was missing in my arms. Just the empty air that I held, seemed silly standing on both knees because it aligned high with the child earlier.
The baritone's voice made me straighten my neck. Again, someone dressed in some kind of cosplay royal movie set stood before me.
“White Country is under threat! Only the power of His Majesty is trusted by the people to defuse the chaos! For the sake of the thousand-year civilization that our ancestors have built, come back with us, Princess ..!”
I'm still stuck in place. I can't remember how many times this guy had been in a dream, with the same appearance, with the same words, I still don't understand what he was talking about. The question in my mind is still the same. Ready her? Come from where? Is he talking to me?
The man's hand was right in front of me while I was still staring at him cluelessly. He nodded hinting at me to reach for it, but the ignorance of – and the worry of– kept me still unmoved. Why should I go with him? No, he's the wrong guy! I also know this is an unimportant dream that keeps on repeating itself!
How'this?
The cheerful-faced boy who just now suddenly appeared and hugged me from behind.
“Stay on the goodness you believe in!” the whisper in my ear sounds real.
Too real, I'm no stranger to those words.
.Seriate.
The tests! Huh hello? Anybody else? Yak, this episode was made for the sake of THR from Noveltoon awokwkwkwk :v Dapet really? Iyeakah? Don't know!
In essence, the sequel Grey is still in the stage of making the skeleton, but a bit lost because the author again makes a new novel –title Humanized whose viewers do not rise :'v Who knows later if the popularity of Humanized more than two thousand, the author can continue Grey with calm hzhzhzhzhz.
Yuk, favorites in the past Humanized it^^ Still around fantasy-adventure, but again try kubumbuin same romance, eaaak :v
Oh yes, because tomorrow is Eid, the author wants to apologize to be born and inner, it is clear I am a lot wrong well, heheh. Stay safe wherever the reader, take care of health, still launched rezekanya. May the families be protected by God. Aamii.
Yes, yes! :*