While the Script is Drawn

Mosaic 26 - An Angel Who Lends a Pair of Her Wings to a Little Girl

The angel was flying around the earth to carry out his task when he suddenly heard a small sound. The angel stopped flying and sat on the clouds. His eyes looked for where the voice came from. He wanted to know whose voice was truly shahdu and capable of slashing his heart.

Many versions of how the figure of the Angel in books, bedtime stories and scriptures are certainly the truth (for those who believe it). And that angel, like a man wearing a snow-white robe. Whether he's a man, whether a woman, I don't know. Because he is not married. The angel also had a pair of wings as white as his robe. If the angel really stretched out his wings, he would be able to bring the earth up without a single crack. 

The Angel's eyes quickly found a little girl inside an Orphanage. The small voice of the shahdu came from inside the little girl. His mouth did not move. His vocal cords did not mutter anyway. The voices that stirred the Angel's heart were the unspoken prayers of the little girl who could not be said because she was mute.

The little girl's prayer was simple.

Lord, give me a pair of wings so I can fly. God, I want to fly.

The Angel is confused. He wondered why the little girl prayed like that. Why prayer sounds so fragile. Fragile that was even capable of shaking the walls of the sky. So the angel wanted to find out the answer to his question. He flew over to the little girl. Of course, with quiet steps.

***

His pair of eyes dimmed towards the dark pitch. Although there was still a speck (really only a very small speck) of light there, Nayya was still unable to see clearly. All colors become monochrome. Single grey. His lips had also died a long time ago. As after sipping can be the most deadly, the lips can no longer sing the smile even if only a review. Every time Nayya forced a smile, the pain instantly ambushed her.

And the silence was so hardened that it was petrified. Silence that may be eternal until the future. Nayya could no longer speak. And there's nothing he wants to talk about. The seven-year-old girl only wanted one thing. One thing he asks through prayers in the heart at all times. He just wanted wings to fly.

Nayya still has everything. Everything that is meant is not just about property. Nayya is just a child from a poor family. But the poor treasure meant nothing because he had a sweet mother, father and younger brother who shared his love. Nayya can still smile, laugh, talk, listen, run and aspire. The little girl also wanted to be a doctor.

In one night, an event changed everything. Bloody night for the poor family of Nayya. The brutality of the nature of Satan in humans is always disastrous. Either they are humans or the incarnations of real devils. The three men in stout stature had infiltrated his house. Nayya and her younger brother are being held captive. Their bodies were wrapped around ropes and mouths were gagged with cloth. While his mother was lying on the ground floor. A blow with a blunt object on his head made his mother unconscious. Or maybe he's dead. While his father was beaten up by three people.

“If you shout, your two children will die,” snaps one of them.

“Where do you keep that thing?” ask the others.

“I swear, I don't know.”

“Dog! You liar! Just die you.”

“I really don't know.”

“Beched!”

Then they completely shut down that poor guy. Nayya who saw the incident was crying so much, roaring as hard as she could, but her body remained silent, only a small shake. Then a more heartbreaking sight should Nayya see and be recorded eternally in her memory. A sight that should not be worth seeing for a little girl.

Three men had their mother's body.

Nayya did not accept. Nayya is not willing. Yet she was just a little girl with a frail body who was helpless.

“What are these two boys, Boss?” said one of them while buttoning up his pants.

“We died aja.”

A few hours later, a small village on the outskirts of the city was shocked by a house fire. Residents flock to fetch water from anywhere to be splashed into the flames. The fire department immediately came after one of the residents called. After a great effort, the fire was extinguished.

Everyone was shocked to see a miracle. The fire nearly destroyed the entire house. But miraculously, a little girl is still alive. If the story about Delisa who survived the devastating Aceh tsunami became a famous lip. So the story of Nayya who survived the scorching flames soon went viral. Only dear, his little brother did not have the same fate.

***

 The white-winged angel walked down the dark alley towards Nayya who was sitting alone on a mahogany chair. The angels are getting closer. Now he could clearly see how Nayya was doing. Half of his face was burned.

“I want to have wings. I want to fly,” muttered Nayya without mouth moving.

“Why do you want to fly?” ask Angels.

“I want to meet Mom, Dad and my sister in heaven,” Nayya replied, her lips remained silent.

Nayya muttered again: I want to have wings. I want to fly. I want wings. I want to fly…

“Can I borrow both your wings?” ask Nayya suddenly. His eyes glazed expectantly, staring giddily at the two white wings on the Angel's back.

So, for the sake of the little girl's pleading gaze, the Angel asked God for permission to lend her both wings. Through the signs, God allows.

The angel removed both wings from his back. He threw the wings onto Nayya's back. What beautiful wings. The feathers are soft without any senoktah stains. Nayya was happy but her face remained flat before she put on those wings. It was as if he would indeed be like a breathing statue, forever.

“Now you have wings.”

“Yes. And I'll fly to see my Mom, Dad and little brother.”

“Do not long. I'll wait for you here. After meeting Mom, Dad and your sister, hurry back. I need my wings to run errands.”

“Good. Thank ye. You're so nice.”

Nayya flapped her wings. He was so happy to be reunited with the people he loved. Nayya will fly to heaven because that is where they are. Nayya started to drift upwards. Suddenly midway he was reminded of something. He's back down.

Angels wonder but don't ask much. He sees if Nayya goes to the kitchen to pick up a knife. Yes, a kitchen knife used to cut chicken.

Why would he take a knife to heaven?

***

The day was so hot when the villagers on the outskirts of the city were shocked by five human deaths whose tempo was almost the same. The death of three of Mr. Lurah's men and Mr. Lurah himself. The death of four people in a day that caused frenzy. For the bodies were found with a terrible condition: the body was pierced by daggers.

The other death was found in a room at the Orphanage. It was different from the deaths of the four people. The death of the little girl in her room, commented a peaceful smile. Surprisingly, white and soft feathers were found around the little girl's corpse.