The After I Die
Father and affection
“Kina.”
“Ki..naa.”.
“Ki...Ki...N...NA.”
The female voice calling out to him from a distance entered Kina's hearing, the girl turned her head to the right and to the left, confused.
As if she had just woken up, Kina was unaware of why she was here.
Kina was in the middle of the thatch, in the scorching sun piercing the skin, there was no one around, as far as the eye could see, only thatch swaying in the wind.
The girl stepped through the weeds, but her steps came to a halt when she saw her hands.
Wait, why are my hands shrinking?
The tiny hand he moved, his eyes glanced at the clothes he was wearing. She wears a black sleeveless dress and flip-flops that adorn her tiny legs.
Here, why am I shrinking?
Kina was confused, then stepped quickly through the weeds, her head was filled with various questions, in the midst of the confusion Kina suddenly felt frightened, her heart was pounding, her breathing was wheezing. The women's voices were heard, Kina ran towards the voice, but the voice was gone, making her swirl in the same place.
“Ki.ki...na..
The voice echoed, Kina stopped her steps, her hair had been soaked by sweat, her shoulders were up and down due to her breathing, her small body was exhausted.
He looked to the right and to the left, still the same, the expanse of thatch. He often heard stories of mountain climbers who got lost and revolved in the same place, and this might happen to him.
Where am I?
What the hell's going on?
The dream?
“KINA!”
He jumped in shock, fell down with a trembling body, the voice seemed to shout in front of his face, his heart beat very fast, his breathing was interrupted, his body began to shiver.
Looking up to find the owner of the voice, now his tiny body had completely sunk in the middle of the weeds.
Kina was silent, trying to calm herself down, who was scared to death. The woman's voice disappeared again, leaving the sound of clumps of weeds rubbing against each other in the wind.
Kina stood up, stepped slowly, breaking through the weeds once more, for a long time, to the point that her legs hurt, trying to speed up her pace, between impatience and fear, running as hard as she could swing her legs.
Long time running until his legs felt limp and his body fell tripped hard wood trunks that cross between the clumps of weeds.
Kina inevitably cried, hiccupped alone, then got up quickly and looked back to find the whereabouts of the log, she thought she might be able to stand on it and look higher.
The wooden rod was black, not big, not long either, its shape was straight like, no,
A CORPSE?!
That's not a log.
It was a corpse that had rotted away, filled with maggots and flies and a nose-piercing smell. Kina looked at her little stumbling feet earlier, instantly nauseous and vomiting.
Running away, but falling down, feeling his whole body tremble and limp, sitting down with tears rushing down.
What kind of dream is this?!
There's someone dead rotting in front of me!
Kina shivered, painstakingly crawling, away from the corpse. Until his head tripped the leg of someone in front of him.
She was Eda, with a body as small as hers, wearing glasses that were usually draped around her neck.
“Sstt.. Later caught.” Eda closed his eyes with both hands, taking him away carefully.
What the fuck?!
Kina wondered but remained silent following Eda, they hid among the rising clumps of weeds, drowning their tiny bodies.
“Where is the boy?”
“Supposed he wasn't here!”
Kina heard the voices of the villagers twitching to each other, looking for a boy. He could not see, his eyes still tightly closed by Eda.
The sound of the weeds clumping in was being broken through by the crowd, a low boisterous call out to each other.
“Leave it! He's not the one we're looking for”
“That boy should be in what right?”
“Hanging her body, hanging her body on top of a kariwaya tree!”
Kina did not know who he meant, but inevitably she shivered in fear, the hand of Eda who closed her eyes she felt trembling.
“Catch on!”
“That boy won't be able to go far!”
“Search!”
Shouting for the sake of a simple shout, as if vying, Eda beside her heaved a sigh of relief, as the men moved away, taking her hand off Kina.
Kina peeked out from the crack of the weeds, looking at the people from a distance, she almost squealed when she saw each of them holding sharp weapons.
Knives, swords, sickles, spears.
Do they want to kill the boy?
Wh who? And why am I here?
“That's it!” the voice of someone pointed towards Kina and Eda, aghast, those people immediately turned around.
"We're caught!"
Eda swiftly brought Kina running away, running away, Kina looked back, the people were chasing after her while brandishing weapons.
That boy is me?
Do they want to kill me?
Wh why?
“Run fast!” Eda shouted in fear, Kina followed in a daze.
“Where are you going to run to!?”
Eda tripped, a knife stuck in his tiny legs, no doubt fresh blood came out, with red eyes full of tears he shouted, “GO! GO QUICK! YOUR MOTHER IS WAITING AT THE END OF THE ROAD!”
Kina did not want to take her hand off Eda, but the man pushed her, not caring about her pain,
“Quick!”
"Ouch!" A knife was thrown at her temple, Kina saw a man she was very familiar with, her father was holding the same knife that stuck at Eda's feet.
His father wanted to kill him?
“Go fast! Otherwise you'll die!” Eda roared, throwing his sandals so upset, Kina with trembling steps running in no direction.
Why does this dream feel so real?
Where the hell am I?
“Kina!”
The woman's voice again, Kina followed the voice, the people behind her were chasing while shouting. Up ahead was a ravine, beneath which flowed a deep and steep river of water, Kina looked back, looking at her father's vexed face, preparing to jump.
It's okay this is just a dream, after this I must have woken up.
I'm sure I'm awake!
“Babbitch bitch! He wants to jump!”
"Stop him!"
Without a second thought Kina jumped up accompanied by the hysterical cries of the people, her body floated down with a thumping sound over the water, her head suddenly hurt, hit by a stone, in the water, with her blurry look, she said, the river water changed slowly to red, by his own blood.
Why does this dream feel real? Kina felt water enter her mouth, pain in her head and legs, her body drifting along the stream.
He could still see the face of his father. That face was not the face he was used to seeing, it was colder and his eyes were full of desire to kill, It was simply not the father he knew, really a different person.
Daddyh.
