The Extreme Time

Prologues

The wind blew slowly making the tree like dancing in the scorching sun that afternoon.

Fishermen go back and forth to transport the catch to their homes.

The children who were running on the beach immediately stopped hearing their mother's screams.

My name is Alana Saputri, I am a cheerful child. My friends like me a lot and they like me, they say I'm like the sun. The sun whose rays will still look cheerful even though it is covered in clouds. My joy is contagious when I start smiling. That's what he said, but I admit I do. I always look happy even when I'm sad no one will know, that's how I am.

I still look up at the red sky mixed with orange from a distance. There were still things that troubled my mind, that afternoon there were many things I needed to reflect on. I'm 20 years old now, a year older. Right today I had my birthday, my 20th birthday.

This time, our family was celebrating my birthday at a resort owned by my father's friend. My dad hired his friend's resort just to celebrate. This resort is near the beach, so a party was held on the beach with a simple. Though I didn't expect a celebration like this, I felt like I was a kid watching this birthday celebration. This age does not require a celebration. 20 Is the age at which adolescents are considered adults and can be responsible for themselves. But why they even make a celebration of everything. I feel like there's something weird going on, but I don't know what it is.

Not very special for me but very special. At this age I almost gave up, there was nothing I could do even the rejection felt heavy. It's not what I want but they're really looking forward to it should I crush their hopes? Should I grant them their hope? Or should I express my wish? There are many things that I have in mind but what I can do, they are my loved ones I can not break their hopes just for the selfishness of a young girl who has never even proud of her parents.

I always hope they understand by themselves, will they understand my thoughts even when I don't tell them. Or can I show my desires subtly without hurting them both. All the questions clumped into my mind without having a definitive answer.

My wish is just nonsense that I don't even have to say, my wish is just a knife that can make a wound for my loved one. But what is the meaning of a desire that is nothing more than a series of words that I cannot even realize. Just a scenario I haven't even written yet.

Can I fulfill my wish? Can I turn this scenario into a beautiful story that can touch the hearts of others. And does anyone even want to read the story I made?