MOONLIGHT

14: Close to

Pov.Yue

Tuk... there is a heavy object that hit the back of my head. “gravel ? how could there be pebbles

thrown yourself.” I said it loud on purpose. Throughout the expanse of tulipn appears yellow ribbon fluttering. Yes it is, the perpetrator in hiding. I also passed by taking another path in this tulip expanse. ‘you started it, you who lured me, don't blame me if back’ continued my mind.

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Povs. E

Kung.kung.kung, my heartbeat felt like a quick beat. That figure is not visible anymore, he is not really angry with me. I also woke up from my hiding place, I gave a lonely look. He doesn't exist. I'm here by myself.

I ran “General!” my yelling. No one's saying. Just a big tulip, I'm alone. “General!!!!!!” my screams are frantic.

Hos..hos... “General! Please come back!”  yells loudly. Again no answer, I bowed, silent.

It felt warm behind my body. Deg..deg..deg.my heart was hunting, wanting to confirm the figure, but I was trapped. Hugs are too strong. “hush. I want to punish you.” Soft whisper.

“tuuan..tuan General..? are you that?” I said “ya” reply from behind me. “please. Come back” I said clutching his hand that still hugged me. “sttt.. shut up for a moment, I just want to hug you.  Give me a moment, I beg” his words raspy, full of emotions “ya” I replied.

I felt the head leaning against me. His embrace loosened, and brukk.

self. “general, master general? Wake up.wake up please. Don't worry me” I said patting her on the cheek. Hukk..hukkk...hukk.... “aku is fine just a little tired” he said opening his eyes. “you can wake up? Wait a minute” said I left it to the river under the bridge. The General's body feels hot, maybe he has a fever. I tore my shirt off a little bit to get the compress done.

back, compress his head. I stand myself lending my feet to the pedestal. “tuan General” said I looked at him who had been silent. “awhile I beg you, like this” he said holding my hand and closed.

His sleeping face looked like an angel. Maybe an angel came into my life. I traced the line of his hand to the veins between the scar marks. His wrists were full of almost repeated strokes.

He looked unwell, his body was sweating coldly, I took the initiative to open some buttons on his shirt collar a lot of sweat. Deg.. I turned my eyes to see a lot of blackened bruises, a few stitches also on the left side of his chest.

I don't feel my tears dripping, I don't know what kind of person I have in my lap. Overly

a lot of scars on his body. I am afraid, my tears are limited to pity that he does not like. “you are strong men lord General”, I muttered.

I put my eyes on the tulips that dance in the wind “you know Mr. General, I don't know since when I crave tulips, you know, moreover, tulips that are still half-pointed yellow” even though tulip color is said to have many meanings and symbols, but yellow tulips are what I like.” My monologue turns to look at him who is still closed.

“tulip, so the first foreign flower I know. Actually it wasn't intentional, I only know from the storybook

the one my childhood friend gave me, he promised he'd call me, well, but what am I? Only a friend who is a little lucky so a short memory of him.” I said remembering the little boy with narrow eyes in the morning of school.

I look again Mr. General “tuan wake up, I look stupid telling a story alone here” I said touching his cheek.

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