The For 1000 Years Longing

The Village Girl

"Humans, are just contemptible creatures who know nothing. Not even his own path of destiny, did he choose it ..."

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Clang ... Clang ... Clang ...

The clanking sound of swords clashing was heard everywhere, the heat stirred up terror throughout the city. The cries of the people echoed for help, chested as smoke was defeated with the loss of a family in the middle of the battlefield. A flash of soldiers in armor flashed in the hallways of the housing, meeting with the enemies of the night tranquility bully. Ahh ... What else is this? Where'sme? Why am I in sisni? All pass by so quickly, unable to be digested by the mind ... .

Haas ... Haas ...

Cold sweat floods the body, the air seems to no longer fill the lungs. The heartbeat was so tight, as if it was about to get out of place. His face was deathly pale, revealing a fear and uneasiness that stirred into one. The sky was still dark, but the neighboring chickens had started crowing, it was still dawn. The cold of the morning is no longer refreshing, forgetting how it feels to enjoy the morning air.

Just now the girl opened her eyes, but the greatness of the tragedy in the dream was still vividly remembered. It was too real to be called a nightmare, so bad. Occasionally swallow to slightly wet the throat, still less, maybe all it takes is a glass of water. The little girl decided to rush to the kitchen to get some water, no matter how messy her long brown hair was, at least she could calm herself down a bit from her shock.

The wooden house was not too big, there was only a living room, two adjoining bedrooms, and a kitchen that at once became a separate dining room with curtains from the living room. There are no bathrooms there, still depending on the springs, lakes, and rivers that are in the forest behind the house. The white water looks refreshing, as fresh as morning dew. Simple house lighting is enough to show the way to the kitchen.

A mouthful, two, three sips, slowly his throat began to get wet again. His cheeks fizzy again, not pale anymore. The dream still flashed in his memory, how the screams that sounded, how the state of the mess in the dream still felt very clear. A long sigh rang out from the girl, what a terrible dream. Hopefully in his life he will never find such a bad situation.

At least, now a glass of water is able to neutralize his heartbeat. Although it still could not calm his anxiety perfectly. Grandma was still in a deep sleep, even when she turned on the lights of the house, she was probably exhausted.

There was no one else in the old log house but him and his grandmother. Don't ask me where the dads are, ' said Grandma they're busy out of town, but the girl knows that she's lying, the dads are never in the family. Don't ask her how she knows, this little girl is smart enough for a kid her age. The absence of traces of the whereabouts of the old man, became a most obvious clue before his eyes.

Soon morning will say hello, there is no point in going back to bed. Maybe he should immediately clean up and prepare to go to the market. Fifteen minutes is a count that is too long to use get ready. Simply wash your face using the springs from the forest that are channeled to the back of the house with arranged bamboo pieces, the work of the grandmother.

For a moment, it's all done. The girl braided her long, pretty brunette. Next is just preparing breakfast. Not difficult, he was used to doing it, especially if grandma was sick. The girl was only thirteen years old, but she was indeed very intelligent, she was special.

The girl called Elvina turned her head and answered the call of grandmother. “Iya, Mother. Breakfast is soon ready, we can have breakfast together, then quickly to the market, so as not to run out of fresh vegetables.” As usual, the girl was always excited. Maybe he could've gotten a little over his nightmares last night, his mood looking better. Or maybe even just trying to get rid of the nightmare, I don't know? He was a child, but had been able to control himself from small things like nightmares, always trying to be independent.

“You're so excited, Vina. Alright, grandma will hurry.” It does not take long, for a while grandma already looks neat, her gray hair is pretty dark.

This morning, as planned they will go to the market to buy fresh vegetables that will be used tomorrow. Because their house was on the edge of the village, the distance from the house to the market became even further, about five kilometers. They do not have a private vehicle, can only walk, fortunately if someone later wants to give them a ride.

The sun began to rise, the market is still crowded with buying and selling transactions. Some swords peddling his wares, trading strategies at a discount, offering in a loud voice, very crowded. They had just arrived at the market area, but sweat had been pouring out since then. The trip took two hours, and also spent their breaths were boring, especially the grandmother who was more than half a century old.

No need to linger looking for vegetables, grandma has a friend who is a vegetable trader there, grandma becomes a regular customer.

“Vina, tomorrow you want what vegetable menu?” Ask grandma to offer.

“Anything, grandma. Elvina, don't want to be picky, really. If the grandmother who cooks must be delicious.” Her sweet smile decorated that tiny face.

“Taste Elvina is also delicious, grandma likes. You're a smart kid,” praise grandma.

Elvina had no family other than grandmother, for her grandmother was someone most precious to her. The grandmother who took care of him since childhood, even since he was still unable to carve his memories clearly. He never knew what was the reason why she wanted to take care of him, maybe because of loneliness, or maybe because of pity. From what he had heard from the neighboring chequers, he was just a pickle boy found in front of the grandmother's wooden house. Grandma herself is old, old, sickly, even difficult to meet her own life. The income used to support the small family to date, only the income from the firewood from the forest behind the house is sold at a low price to neighbors whose houses are approximately two plots of rice fields. In the market it may cost a little higher, because the location is in an urban area far from the forest. But grandma was unable to take it that far, her body was already weathered to age. Elvina was only able to help find the logs every afternoon before sunset.

The busyness of helping grandmother makes Elvina rarely play with children her age, her mindset develops faster than her peers, more mature. Perhaps indeed in his life, he was destined to be a gift of God to help and care for the grandmother who did not have anyone. The secret of God is who knows, humans are just contemptible creatures who are not good at guessing destiny, right?

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