MAYDEA: Turning Point
Candra

..."We see everything in the mirror, faintly. Sometimes, our gaze can pierce through the glass and catch a glimpse of what is behind the mirror. If we rub the mirror clean, we will see more. But we can't see ourselves anymore."...

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Maydea stared at the moon that lit her up tonight. The light extends—covered the surface of the Earth until no more beam of light was wasted. The star that seemed to be hiding, made the candra increasingly emit an aura of glory from above.

"Did you listen to me from up there?" maydea Mummings. The girl always hoped that the sky could always convey her messages, either to Mother or the Creator.

For a moment, Maydea who felt empty also panned down there. The albino, then smiled. The light from those houses, it looks like a star from up here, where it stands. Things that he could not find from the aerospace, it could be obtained from the bentala.

"I miss you so much" said Maydea. The girl closed her eyes with a wandering mind, trying to imagine her mother beside her.

"Alexa ...!"

A whispering voice, managed to shock Maydea. The girl turned her head to the side when she heard the alto-type vowels that felt familiar in her ears. That's right, it's Mother. In an instant, he had already scattered himself into the arms of the woman berparas ayu.

"Mother where have you been? I miss you" said Maydea, who was in Mayla's shadow. The girl shines in her mother's netra. He can catch the softness from there—hal he always missed.

"In a new place. One day, you'll be there too, Alexa ...!" The mother spoke in a very subtle tone. But Maydea who heard that, actually felt tightness in her chest. Clear threads dripped just like that from his eyes.

"Then take me now, Mother ...!" maydea pinta. The albino girl raised her hand high, as if she wanted to grab the candra from up there.

"Now is not the time, dear ...! But Mommy promised one day," Mayla said with a hand that extended to the princess' head and gently stroked her. Maydea who felt that affection, closed her eyes to enjoy.

"Why not now? Why wait until later? I don't want to wait, Mother."

"Mothers also don't know what the answer is, Alexa ...!"

"Why?"

"Ask something else." Maydea only sighed in response to Mayla's words. Now, he tried to put himself in the lap of the mother.

As if he understood, Mayla also stroked the top of the princess' head in a way as smooth as before. His face that looks so charming, reflecting the moonlight—Maydea also concentrate all his attention to it.

"Dad changed, Mother ...!" maydea said, complaining. There was little hope in her heart, that the mother would come to him, and scold him; but in fact, Mayla just smiled faintly at him.

"Mother knows," he said.

"Then? What am I supposed to do? Why did you change?" ask Maydea.

"Mother doesn't know the answer, Alexa ...! But—"

"Mother always answers not to know" complained Maydea. The girl bent her lips upwards in annoyance, while the mother chuckled at that. As if anxious, he pinched the princess' cheek.

"Mother ..." Maydea said with a body and heart that were both vibrating. He still could not believe that all this was really happening in his life.

"Listen to ...!"

"Yes?"

"You have to keep fighting. Don't let anything get in the way of your dreams, Alexa ...!" Mayla grabbed her son's hand, then gave him a kiss there. Under the light of the candra, they let go of an explosive longing after years of not seeing.

"What if I want to give up? It's exhausting ...!"

"Please promise not to do it. Don't let yourself lose your soul, Alexa ...! Don't let yourself be seen, even if you have lost a lot of things in this world" Mayla said, advising. Maydea who heard that also pulled a thin knot on her lips. He wiped his watery eyes, then nodded.

"I promise!"

"Why is God not fair to me, Bun?" maydea asked, suddenly. The girl broke the silence.

"That's what people always complain about. You just have to enjoy life in your own way, Alexa ...!" Mayla's words, made Maydea pursed her lips. Honestly, he was not satisfied with that answer.

"Just say that Mother also does not know with the answer to that question," said Maydea. As a result of the speech, Mother also chuckles slowly.

"It's not what Mother meant by that, Alexa ...! It's just, wouldn't you rather think of the answer yourself?" mayla. The woman was still stroking the princess' mane plan.

"Why is that?"

"Because by using reason, humans can be more 'little' to understand about the Creator. Of course, also because you are better able to understand something that you think about yourself than you know from others" said the mother. "However, the thing you must remember, is that the real answer is known only by God Himself— while we can only try to understand Him," she continued.

"Because humans only see everything in a mirror?"

"Do you still remember?"

"Yes—that's the novel Mother told me, right, when I was a kid? The beautiful dialogue of heaven and earth ...," Maydea said with a bright mind. The girl, then smiled. Since the age of ten, he has been a fan of Jostein Gaarder and his works.

Mayla smiled faintly with her head looking up— gazing at the candra with her bright brown netra. "You'll be happy, Alexa ...! Mother promised you," she said.

"I miss you, Mother ...!" Maydea. He saw the mother who was smiling, looking at him affectionately. Suddenly, the albino girl's heart warmed—for a long time she did not feel this.

Maydea thought, if it was a dream now, then it would not matter if he was stuck in this pseudo-shadow forever; with the mother he loved. "Can I stay here forever? Would you like your mother to accompany me?" tanyakanya. He did not want to separate and this is the first time Mayla came even if only in her dreams. Of course, Maydea felt so happy because of this.

"Mother has a secret" Mayla said.

"Whatis that? Did you know that?"

"Your father doesn't know, Alexa ...! This Mother does just in case. In the narrow courtyard area of the small house where you live now, Mother keeps a number of treasures for you. Planted near the fir tree." Mayla published her smile. Luckily, he had prepared provisions for his only child. The lady hopes this helps Maydea.

"I'll look for him. Can I run into town with that?"

"That's more than enough, Alexa ...!"

"I want to hear Mommy tell me a story. Will you do it while you sing?"

"certain. Anything for your little princess. Sleep ...!" That's all Mayla said. He stared inside the princess in his lap, then began to perform his final task.

"In a small village, there lived a beautiful girl who was smart and kind. Everyone loved him, until one day a handsome young man from the city came there. They get acquainted, then get closer ...."

Maydea smiled faintly as she closed her eyes. What Mayla told him, actually felt boring to him—but her longing for the story and melodious voice of the mother, greater than that.

Eventually, Maydea began to get sleepy. Slowly, everything turned faint. Mayla's voice, slowly shrinking and finally disappearing—then her body became transparent and disappeared. Shortly after, Maydea regained consciousness.

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"Mother ...!" lirih Maydea's. The girl rubbed her eyes, staring into the night sky. His eyes circled around. "So it was just a dream?" he murmured, then took a deep breath.

Maydea soon rose from her sleep. He's too deep. Now, he stretches his muscles that feel sore. He was sleeping out in the open like this. Luckily, there were no bad people around here who intended to hurt him. After all, his village was relatively safe. In his lifetime, Maydea had only once or twice heard of anyone committing a crime—with countless Gayatri there, of course.

"Have you had midnight?"

"I think Mommy told me something important in the dream. Butwhat? Why did I forget about it?" Maydea growled, then exhaled violently. The girl looked at the night sky from her place. He likes the night, but hates something behind it. What else if not .., they.

"Ah, I forgot that." At once, the albino girl felt her heart racing faster than usual. But he tried to stay calm. Importantly, they never hurt her; most often they whisper only by revealing her sinister face. After all, Gayatri feels more terrible than those creatures.

"Mara ...." Maydea stared at the moon with her blue net, then smiled. There, the celestial object looked dazzling with its majestic radiance. He likes the candra as he likes his own name ~ Candra—Chandrawinata.