Aksaberyl
With Wasa

..."I'm happy when you're happy, I'm sad when you're sad. Will you share your feelings with me? I'll be there for you, always."...

...~ Time Noren Moisz ~...

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My footsteps with Wasa's footsteps are now misaligned. After Wasa greeted me at her residence without warning she clasped my hand to follow her steps away from the main gate.

"Wasa, let go I can walk alone." I said.

To be honest I felt very uncomfortable with the gazes of the people even more so the servants earlier, in addition, Wasa who grabbed my hand suddenly without paying attention around would definitely be the talk of people who saw her.

What if Wasa's reputation falls on me?

"You're careless so I can't let go." He said and walked without looking at me.

"But Wasa I've grown up and won't be careless, so let go?." Continue me.

Although what I said just now is a little fact but I dare not say what makes me uncomfortable here.

Wasa stopped suddenly in front of me and made me almost hit that sturdy body. She turned to face me, her eyes looked me in the eyes and she did not speak a single thing after her.

In the face of Wasa like this why it makes me feel wrong.

"Why? why look at me like that?" Ask me.

I turned my gaze in another direction and as much as possible avoided her gaze which I could not understand.

"I know what you're thinking, but don't think about it. I'm right next to you so no one can hurt you." she replied.

It turns out Wasa was sensitive too.

I why the hell!!? Of course he is sensitive, he is a chosen knight as well as trained.

Although Wasa said something that calms me, but the strange feeling that had appeared never subsided.

"Come on!" exclaimed Wasa without letting go of her hand grip on my hand.

I'll try to believe Wasa's words.

Along the road that Wasa and I went, I could see the magnificent house of Wasa in front. From the side of this house looks longer plus three floors that build this house makes it look big.

The carvings along this wall look very beautiful. There are many doors on the first floor while on the second floor there are only 5 or 6 doors and the last floor there are only 3 doors.

I also saw the maids who were pacing back and forth doing their duties on the first and second floors except the third floor. Then a few knights stood beside the door but on the third floor door I saw a tight guard. Not only were two knights on guard but there were four knights fully dressed like the guard knights I met at the main gate earlier.

I guess, on the third floor, it must be an important room that no one should enter unless allowed, right?

"Wasa.." I said.

"Hmm?"

"What room is on the third floor of your house ? Why is his guard tight there?" Ask me.

Wasa momentarily stopped listening to my question and looked in the direction I was looking at right now, the third floor of the Wasa house.

"It was my father's private workspace as well. The guard there is strict because of a lot of important things." Answer Wasa.

It seems true.

"You go to the third floor often?" Ask me.

For a moment I thought back to my question just now, it sounded ridiculous to ask.

This is also his house, of course, he has been to the third floor, let alone to his father's room.

Haaah, Wasa must think I'm weird.

"Son, I never want to go to the third floor." Answer her.

Eeeh? Why did he answer like that?

"Well, what is it?"

I glanced at Wasa and found her face looking a little moody.

Is she okay?

"Actually I once climbed to the third floor only after that I was determined to no longer come there hahaha" he said.

His suddenly broken laughter sounded so awkward in my ears, Wasa seemed to be intending to cover something from me.

"You're weird laughing that way." Read me.

"Cock freak?" Who doesn't understand or pretends not to understand?

"Don't laugh when you don't want to laugh. Your laughter was so unpleasant to know." Continue me.

After I said that Wasa looked silent with no expression and her gaze was blank.

Did my words just hurt her? But I was just telling the truth to make him no longer laugh like that in front of me.

"Sorry...." Speak it slowly.

"For what?" Ask me.

"For my laugh that makes you uncomfortable, Beryl." Her words.

"Why are you laughing like that? Don't you feel weird after you laugh like that, Wasa?" Ask me again.

"It's not fun to remember. And I thought you wouldn't be interested so I laughed" she said.

"You don't think that." My sergeant.

"Well that's why I'm sorry, Beryl." Say it again.

All right, if he realizes his mistake I'm not gonna make a fuss about it anymore.

"I forgive you." I'm sincere.

With a smile I stroked his head higher than mine but still could reach. Because she has the courage to apologize then I will give a gift that might be a little relief like my grandmother did to me.

Wasa's face looks a little reddened, am I treating her like a child huh? He must have felt that way and I quickly pulled back my hand that had been stroking his head.

But what kind of painful memory makes her look moody?

"I want to know that painful memory like you said it was, that's if you want to tell me." My speech.

Although I really want to know but I can't force it if Wasa doesn't want to tell me, I'll appreciate it.

"Well that's it..." Stuttering her.

"What?" Ask me.

"First and last time I went to the third floor when I was 6. Because I don't know and there's no one to guard on the third floor I went into my father's office until I fell asleep there" he said.

"And when father returned to his room he ordered the other knights to move me to my room." Continue her.

"That's a memory that hurts you?" Ask the curious.

Wasa shook her head quickly refuting my question just now.

"Not that, it's just that I was punished after waking up from sleep." His speech is weakening.

"Punishment? What'sthat?" ask me again.

"I.. I hesitate to say it, I'm afraid you'll be surprised to hear it." Her words.

"I want to know Wasa. It's a big responsibility if you tell me up here." My exclamation.

"I know ..." Lirih.

"His punishment is only a light punishment for a bad boy." Continue her.

"What's? Not allowed to leave the house? Or not in the pocket money?" Guess me.

When Wasa said the punishment for a bad boy my head immediately thought of the things I used to see around my house in the future.

If there are bad children they will be punished so as not to make mistakes and I think that punishment will not be painful for children until they grow up.

"Not that, his punishment was just a slight lash in the calf of the leg." His rebut.

"What?! The whip?" I'm surprised.

Just now Wasa said just a little lash? A whip in a kid's calf?

Why was he so lightly saying the word "just a little" with this flat expression?

"Yes that's his punishment." Continue her.

"Crazy!!" Excite me again.

I directly walked towards the back of Wasa then crouched down right in front of her calves. Without asking for his permission I just climbed up the pants on his calf to see what kind of lash wound he received.

One tear fell from my eyes and then became a lot as I looked directly at her lash scar, the scar was so much on her calf.

Indeed, his scar did not arise because it had been a long time but however this scar must have felt more painful when Wasa received and some time after receiving the punishment of lash in his calf.

How can a child receive a lash punishment like Wasa got? I can't think what kind of parent would punish a child this hard.

"Beryl... No cry. I'm fine, this wound doesn't hurt anymore." Said Wasa calming me.

But the more Wasa said that the more tears I had come out.

"Don't say that, even if your wound doesn't hurt anymore, but you've felt it and until now it hurt you. Why can your parents bear this on you, Wasa." I said angry.

After I scolded her, Wasa immediately hugged me who did not stop crying over her.

"I'm fine Beryl, it's really okay" she said softly.

"My father must have done that to educate me who was naughty and his intentions must have been good for me. Maybe it's hard, but even so he's still my father." Continue her.

"Don't cry anymore, you'll look like a child." Joking her.

I realized what Wasa was saying, I shouldn't judge something I didn't experience, but to her, my old friend, it couldn't make me cry.

Wasa's fingers landed between my tears, she wiped away my tears and pulled two cheeks into a smile.

"You are more beautiful when you smile than you cry." His statement.

I feel like he's fighting me who doesn't stop crying either.

"I am beautiful in any situation." Refute me and step back a little.

"Well beautiful lady under any circumstances, let's continue the path again." His ejek then laughed.

I'm glad you didn't laugh like that, Wasa.

And again, Wasa clasped my hand to continue the path that had stopped because of my question about the third floor.

We continued walking and stopped at a green grassy arena that was so wide spread before my eyes.

What is this place? There's no one here at all except me and Wasa.

"Well because you said you weren't good at riding horses so I brought you here to learn to ride." Said Wasa beside me.

Eeeh? When did I say that to her?

"I said so?" Ask me to make sure.

But I don't remember at all.

"Yes, you said it yourself before going to the Forest of Arieta." she replied.

The forest is yes...

The forest I was in moved dimensions from the future to the past.

"You wait here, I'll bring a horse that suits you." His orders then leave me alone here.

What else did I tell Wasa before that Arieta Forest?

Why is it that only the memories of my future are so vivid in my head that these memories of the past are so hard for me to recall?

I struggled with my own thoughts without realizing the arrival of Wasa who had returned right beside me with a horse that had been tied to one of the woods.

"Ryl, what are you thinking?" her question surprised me.

"Don't ngagetin dong." I told him.

"You were called from earlier not really." Defend her.

"A lot of thoughts?" Continue to Wasa again.

"No, there's nothing. Let's practice." I said, diverting the question.

I still can't tell her and maybe later after finishing riding practice I'll ask her the things I said to her before going to Arieta Forest.

"Come on." Seru Wasa's.

My first equestrian practice wasa introduced me to the equipment necessary for riding.

There's a horse saddle or Saddle and a horse saddle pad or Saddle Pad that Wasa chose for me, he brought some horse saddles and told me to try them out because by trying I would know which one was comfortable and right for me and which horse I would ride later.

Then there are the bridle or Horse Riding Rein, the bridle or Horse Riding Bridle, Sanggurdi or Stirrup, the straps or the Grith and the whip or Horse Whip, or the Stirrup, all that Wasa was ready for me.

After choosing which equipment is suitable and comfortable for me riding Wasa taught me different riding techniques for beginners like me. Wasa and I rode on the same horse, my hand holding the bridle controlled by Wasa's hand holding mine.

Slowly but surely I can control the horse I ride without Wasa's help again in some time. Until it did not feel like 2 hours more I was in the middle of the arena riding with a horse that I controlled myself.

"Hows it? Tired already? Wanna rest?" tanya Wasa approached me who had just gotten off the horse.

"Yes, let's just rest." I walked towards the mat that lay on the grass.

I poured down my sweaty body, enjoyed the breeze of the blowing wind and recovered the energy drained from the riding practice. Beside me, Wasa was lying just like my current position, our gaze was the same, both looking at the bright blue sky but not feeling hot.

"You happy?" Ask her.

Instantly painted a smile on my face, remembering a pleasant thing when I tried riding earlier.

"Yes, I'm so happy today." I am excited.

"Thank God, you're glad I'm happy too." His words are relieved.

"If I'm sad how?" Ask me a joke.

"I'll be sad." Answer her.

"What's that?"

"I'm happy when you're happy, I'm sad when you're sad. But will you share your feelings with me?" he said softly.

"I'll be there for you, always." Continue slowly.

I looked towards him and looked at his face that was closing his eyes, this man is indeed handsome even there will be no end to him if I say he is handsome.

What was his speech just now a natural thing to say among friends? I doubt her a little.

Not what he said but friendship between us, as if on one side his words were directed at a lover and on the other side he was directed at a friend.

I don't know how the friendship between a man and a woman is because in the future I've never had that and I don't have any friends. I was confused as to what to act or answer for his words just now.

"Services..." My word.

"Yes, Beryl..." The answer is no less gentle.

"Your words were meant for friends, right?" Ask me.

Actually I hesitate to ask this but I can not answer if he does not clarify his intentions.

"Well that's yes ... Hmm of course as a friend" said Wasa a little stuttering.

Aahs.. Thank goodness that friend meant it.

"Ooh.. Of course I'll share my feelings with you, you're my friend." I exclaimed at him.

If I feel relieved like this, I'm friends with Wasa and she certainly likes others without me bothering her.

"If I'm gonna go to the bathroom for a second, where's Wasa's bathroom?" ask me who I call once peed kebelet.

"You just go straight from here, if you meet the fir tree you just turn right and then walk straight again to the kitchen, where you can go, if you meet one of the waiters directly ask for delivery yes they will send you." Wasa Say.

"All right." Answer me and walk in the direction Wasa said.

"It turns out my journey is still long to get you, Beryl." Lirih Wasa softly as I walked away from her.