On An Island

Goodbye

The psychic nodded then recited the mantra and focused his mind. Touching the two cheeks of Cresen standing before him. The boy tries to stay away but Oryza Sativa holds him to keep him from escaping.

"Show me!" said Cenayang after he finished reciting the spell.

At first Cresen felt nothing. And Cenayang still has not seen what he wants to know. The woman is now entering Cresen's mind more deeply.

He was surprised to learn that Cresen had tried many times to escape the island. Makes the psychic curious. Then he saw a deeper thought.

Cresen who intends to make a boat and cotton as a material for making the sail. She saw things she had never seen in her entire life. The longer he gets carried away by curiosity.

Without realizing Cresen was now able to see his mind. The boy began to feel pain in his head. When receiving the information that filled his head. That the psychic and the people living on the island are human beings who have lived for thousands of years.

Various experiences have been passed by Cenayang. Rotating in his head. And Cresen was unable to receive that much information in such a short period of time.

"Aarrgghhhk!" pekik Cresen's.

Cenayang collapsed laying on the ground. He didn't expect a baby's memory to be that complicated. Many of the objects he did not know were in the shadow of Cresen's conscious mind.

"Darling you're okay?" ask Oryza Sativa worriedly.

Cresen was silent his mind felt suddenly empty. Deman's body. The chief was anxious and took the boy to his house. Lose Cresen and try to bring down his fever.

"Darling, are you okay?" ask Panthera Tigris.

Imaginary shakes. His head hurts. It hurts more than just calming the spirits that lived thousands of years on the island.

"I need a break" he replied and then left.

Cresen's caretaker stared at his mother and left and tailed from behind. Arriving at the house Cenayang sat on the bamboo floor of his house and thought.

"Chief Son, is no ordinary baby. He comes from a world very different from ours. A world where people cut their hair. Where hair can grow faster."

"What did mom say? I don't understand."

The psychic then took the bark and charcoal. Describe what he saw and then show his daughter.

"What's that?" ask Nanny Cresen.

"These woods are arranged and tied together with the roots of trees and rattan. This is also the wood standing upright in the center of the wood. Then this is that thing. Not a cloud that suddenly appears. But it showed up because of that toy!" cenayang said opening the gap to his house.

From the gap it looks a loom made by Cresen.

"The boy came from a magical land. Flying things. And it also shines like the sun is there. Not hot like fire or the sun."

"Mama, I don't understand."

"Go, I need a break. I can't digest what I just saw."

My mother looks in pain. Cresen's babysitter left at his behest.

In the afternoon Cresen woke up from his sleep, his body did not have a fever anymore. He no longer remembers what he saw from the shadow of the psychic mind. Oryza Sativa was relieved to see her and apologized.

In the evening, the psychic asks Oryza Sativa to meet him with the Panthera Tigris. So that night Cresen was entrusted to his Nanny.

In the old hut Cenayang showed what he was drawing. Things in Cresen's mind. It's hard for him to explain all that.

Oryza Sativa seemed to stop breathing when he heard the words of the psychic about Cresen who wanted to leave.

"How can a psychic be so sure?" asked the Chief to reject the reality.

"I know it's tough for the Chief, but the boy needs his real family. And the place is not here," said Cenayang.

Oryza Sativa's husband understands the situation can only embrace his wife.

"We're going to help the boy get back to his family."

"How is it?" ask Panthera Tigris.

"By making this thing and putting it by the sea. Then the decision will be in the hands of the Leo Pantera. If he gets on it and decides to leave, we can't hold him."

That night all the adult men brought large logs and made wooden boats for Cresen according to what Cresen had in mind. Until the sun comes up, the boat is finished. Tethered to a tree trunk planted on the sand.

That morning Oryza Sativa looked lovely. He looked at his son all night without a word.

"It's just our chance to return him to his world. Because right now those who picked him up are close. Let them meet at sea."

The words of Cenayang kept ringing in the minds of the Chieftain. He had not expected his friendship with Cresen to be so short. And if he could, he wanted to hold the boy longer.

"The fish live in the sea. If forced to live on land he will die, sooner or later. Your son is not from this world. She will be shorter than she should be."

"I know, can't hold you back much longer. But let the memories be with you forever with me" Oryza Sativa said after remembering and rethinking the words of the psychic.

Cresen's necklace while in that place he let go. The decoration that shows how long he has been there, will be proof of his existence.

"At least, even if you don't come back. This necklace will accompany me wherever I go. I won't forget you, baby."

The Chief kissed his son's forehead. A drop of clear water flowed in his eye patch. When Cresen woke up he was no longer there. Cresen had just met him when he was taken to the beach.

"What's this a lot?" inner Cresen.

He stared at a wooden boat not far from the shore. Oryza Sativa smiled and showed the boat to her.

"We made it for you. Go in peace. And never forget us" said Oryza Sativa, hugging his son for the last time.

The villagers also gave Cresen farewell greetings. The boy who always wanted to run away understood that he could leave right now. But somehow, he felt heavy.

Phantera Leo patted him on the shoulder and pointed at the ship. Like telling Cresen, when it's time to go. The boy stepped in doubtfully. Sometimes he looks back.

But when his feet touch the water. He remembered his grandfather and his destination while on the island. Quickly he stepped. Each step was a blow to Oryza Sativa.

Cresen boarded the boat and took off the rope that held him. The psychic looked at the Chieftain who started crying. Cresen wanted to say goodbye with a smile and waved his hand. But the truth is he can only take a deep breath. Without looking back a bit.

"Goodbye" he said slowly and sat in the middle of the boat with a pile of fruits.

The psychic cast a spell for the wind to blow the sail of Cresen's boat and slowly the boat sailed into the middle of the sea.

"Lo Panthera! Don't leave mom!" The cry of the helpless Chieftain by the beach.

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