Red Cape

9

I kept crouching between going to see Grandpa to ask what was on my mind or approaching the children to treat my curiosity to them.

Until my choice fell, choosing to approach the children, I thought it was true the children felt more mysterious than the first time I came to this village.

My feet slowly began to step forward into the Red Cape cemetery, where children played on its red soil.

I approached the children who just silently watched the other children who were playing.I looked at them intensely up close, they looked at him without turning their eyes anywhere as if they did not need the blink of an eye.

I looked around at the children as a union, so my eyes looked at the figure of the boy who felt different from the others.He kept a little distance from the others, and like not focusing too much on his gaze.

I continued to pay attention to those who were not aware of my existence.I took the initiative to ask them by patting the small shoulder of one of the children next to me.

"What are you doing here?"

They did not answer, for long they were silent trying to digest my existence.They all looked at me sharply, the children who played, they stopped the game they all.

My heart immediately rumbled to look at their sharp gaze at me.I still felt curious, trying to ask them.

"Why are you playing here? this cemetery is not a playground".I asked them hesitantly.To be honest I was scared by their sight.

"That's no big brother's business" replied the boy of one of them, looking the oldest of them all flatly.

"But brother just wants to know, why are you playing in the red soil of this cemetery?"

I asked those who were only answered by the wind.

"What are you not afraid of or anything? it's almost afternoon." I kept asking them, with fear in mind.

They all looked at me more and more sharply, looking unhappy with me who kept asking.

In my heart was embedded fear with that gaze, but that gaze was also what made my curiosity even greater.

The atmosphere of silence greeted long enough I felt the feathers of kunduku bristling.

All of them suddenly put their feet away from me, without a word.

"Sister must leave immediately, before the brother as they were" he said.Then he went after the other children.Leaving me standing pensively alone in the red soil of the cemetery.Again the cold wind gusts usher in silence.

I thought about the boy's words, one word in my mind.

Why would...

Why would...

And why...

Why do the words of the three people I almost met one day say the same thing with the same meaning to me, which I do not know its true meaning and meaning.

I. I feel. I feel confused about all this.

First of all when I first came to this village, the boy looked as if it was not his car but me.To the two women at all times looked at me like,he looked at me as if I were his last hope.

The third I saw my grandmother in her room and when I went to the kitchen I also saw her, and at that time I felt like she was changing, she was no longer my mother but a cloth person.

The fourth time I ate I saw my food like maggots and I felt nauseous.to the fifth I had a very strange dream.

And there's so much more I've been through.

Now Dara also feels her father changing, Dara feels like a stranger if close to both her parents.

Dara did not feel the tears flowing with a swift, sitting down, covering her face with both hands crying as much as a hiccup.

Dara was confused, she was struck by a dilemma of confusion, not knowing what she should do now, all the way like a pseudo.

"Hiks.dad, mom...uhuk..Dara's confused,hiks..Dara tasa..uhuk.hiks you are now not Dara's parents anymore..Dara feels foreign hikss..uhuk..uhuk.I don't know what to do now uhuk.uhuk"

Dara cried bitterly in silence, she slowly got up then stood gently rubbing her tears, she must be strong.

"I must know all this" said Dara, her tears, stepped away from the red land The cemetery area came out of the Archway bearing Red Cape with silence.