The Extraordinary Handsome Devil

A memory

Valen laid his body on the bed. The cute-looking eye beads stared at the ceiling of the room in silence. The silence is so felt because the night is getting late, even a few hours later in the morning.

His body hurts, not playing. Likewise with his head that was unceasingly throbbing. Valen's slanted smile tended to mock as Mami Irene's words flashed back in his mind. 

Valen needs a lot of money. But if he had to give up his virginity which he maintained until this moment, he would rather if the house he occupied was taken by the Bank.

Let the good memories with his parents and his older brother, he keeps them at the bottom of his deepest heart.

But is he capable of doing all that? Giving up the house is the only legacy of parents that he loved taken by others.

Valen took a long breath. Both of his eyes were starting to feel heavy. "Well, don't pa-pa' if this house is taken by people," Valen murmured with his eyelids that began to close tightly.

"Mom!" Shouted a girl at the front door of the house.

The person called smiled widely as he waved his hand, calling the child to come closer. "Come, baby!" Said later.

While rubbing his eyes the girl stepped her feet towards the mama was.

"What are you doing?" Ask her then, when she gets there.

The woman called mamah also put a shovel that he held and then took a flower for him to put in the pot. "You are planting roses" he said later.

The girl watched carefully what her mother did. "It's so pretty, Mah."

The woman again smiled at the babbling of her daughter. "Valen likes flowers?" The boy nodded.

"Means the same dong, rich Mamah. My mom loves flowers too. Once you take care of these flowers to grow beautiful and beautiful. These flowers will add to the beauty of our home, Valen. Our house will look beautiful."

Valen shook his head. "I can't." 

The woman smiled as she compacted the soil that was inside the pot. "Nanti Mamah taught her how to care for these flowers. You can do it, you smart kid."

His eye beads down the flower garden belonging to the mama, until a while his eyes sparkle. "Look at the butterfly flying by the sunflower." show Valen excited. Valen walked over where the butterfly was.

Valen observes the beautiful colors that butterflies produce. Valen refused to look at the mother who was still doing her activities. 

"Mommy, can I catch these butterflies? She's very pretty. I like it," he said.

The woman called mamah stopped her activities while opening the gloves wrapped in both hands, then moved from where she approached Valen.

"Don't darling. She does look beautiful, but it takes a long and struggle-filled journey to achieve this beautiful form. Let him be free and go where he likes. Don't you feel sorry for these butterflies? After, going through a long process until she can fly you want to catch her just because you like," said the woman gently explaining. 

Valen listened in silence, as his bead of eyes watched the butterflies that were sucking on the nectar of flowers.

After the mama's words were finished, Valen let out a disappointed sigh and nodded in understanding.

The woman smiled and stretched out her hand to embrace her little girl's shoulder. 

"You don't have to be disappointed, Valen. Dengerin mamah yes, as long as these flowers are still there, butterflies will always come to visit to suck the nectar of the flowers here. So, you can see this beautiful butterfly without you taking it for storage," 

"Is that so, Mah?"

The woman nodded. "It's honey. Therefore you must take good care of this house and garden so that butterflies will always come."

Valen opened his eyes quickly. His breathing was so stingy that his chest went up and down. He sat down to neutralize his shock. His throat was dry, Valen did not expect to dream of a mother who had longed for her presence. 

Valen covered his face with both hands. Her tears suddenly flowed quite hard. The woman's shoulders shook with the sound of sobs being heard. The greatest longing he could no longer endure. The dream he had just experienced was a memory of his childhood with his mother in the yard.

Is this dream the answer to his anxiety?