Nurvati
Episode 10: Help Shapes Hope.
At that time, in the hot afternoon, with the blue sky stretching, Nurvati was depressing alone under the snow tree, dissolved in her empty daydream. His head could not get rid of the shadow of his parents, he still wanted the presence of his parents.
“Nurvati ..”
It was a call from a boy whom Nurvati knew, to the point of breaking Nurvati's empty daydream, and immediately turned to the right at the origin of the voice; falas had stood there, still dressed in his proud white robe, staring with a pensive but full of pity at Nurvati.
Nurvati just shook her head, staring at Falas flatly, not emitting a cheerful aura, which emanated only a dark aura.
“Let's go for a walk,” invite Falas who sounds familiar. But intend to keep Nurvati from feeling her own misery.
When the crisp sound was received Nurvati's hearing well, he looked away, lowered his gaze, too lazy to go and no spirit in life.
“Sorry, I do not want to go anywhere,” reply Nurvati was so lethargic and seemed to lose the passion of life.
Falas, aware of Nurvati's depression, stepped over her, spaced a meter and asked, “Are you sorry that I saved?”
The question that sounded demanding was, Nurvati digested it carefully. Three seconds passed in silence, and in the fifth second, Nurvati stared blankly ahead, answering, “Iya ..
The resolute and confident answer made Falas ruffled his waist, staring at Nurvati for a few seconds, to scan Nurvati's character again, of course Falas wanted to know carefully the girl he helped, this, to make Nurvati dare to live.
There are things that are not known by Nurvati from inside Falas, but left hidden because later it will appear also the surface of life.
No words had yet come out of Falas' mouth, he instead stepped closer to Nurvati and sat cross-legged to Nurvati's right. But the flat look was still plastered on Nurvati's face.
Simultaneously, the wind suddenly blew fiercely, making the leaves on the tree rustle until several leaves flew, cool enough and changing the atmosphere to be more relaxed.
The two fairies stinged in the peace that surrounded this place, impressive enough to take a nap if you want.
“From the news I heard, the war will continue, until the Elf race succeeds in conquering the other races, and the Fairy law will be enforced,” said Falas who had somehow spoken to where but was so dynamic.
Then cross arms and say, “Nah .. when the war happens again, you'd better come, then kill yourself there, so your death gives the impression that you're fighting for the truth.”
A strange statement that managed to touch Nurvati's heart, making him shocked to the point of not knowing what to say, really beyond Nurvati's expectations.
“The bottom line is, kill yourself where you are guilty,” said Falas who again made Nurvati astonished.
“Nah .. if you are afraid to die on the battlefield .. I am ready to kill you,” added Falas who again spoke outside Nurvati's expectations. What kind of foolish thoughts would cause Falas to lead Nurvati to commit suicide? It was as if Falas was a fool but also did not want any futility.
The sentence succeeded in shaking Nurvati's heart, his mind went awry, making him subdued to contemplate; maybe he would take Falas' advice. But it also raises the question, is it possible that Falas regretted saving Nurvati, or just that it was a mere joke? Nurvati became confused, but her breathing felt heavy to flow.
Now that silence was happening again, drowning out all the feelings of the two fairies, Nurvati had not spoken, and Falas was staring calmly ahead at the lush forest. The white clouds perched decorating the blue sky, the feeling of Falas unchanged, he was as calm as the clouds in the sky.
Nurvati had made up her mind, staring blankly ahead she said, “I want, you kill me.”
A desperate sentence was so confidently echoed, there was nothing more to be expected in this world, the death of a loved one, indeed, which always exists when any condition creates the hormone of depression in Nurvati, forming a logical statement in her head, that death is the cure. Medication to make amends, the best way to end the suffering of life. Nevertheless, on Falas' smooth face, a meaningful smile expands in peace; everyone has the right to choose his life. So Falas could only do his best in life.
Thus, the conclusion obtained from the identification on Nurvati, only drew one conclusion only for Falas, that is, Nurvati is a child drowning in his suffering, and a child who easily gives up. However, the conclusion was still temporary, because Falas did not know Nurvati properly.
“OK, before you die, let's enjoy life for 100 years, then I kill you with my own hands,” said Falas loudly without hesitation.
Nurvati was stingy, still focused on looking ahead at the void. He was still doubtful about Falas's assertion, a statement that he either dared to do or just plain talk, a sentence that contained another saying.
“Come, we're flying, I'll take you somewhere above the clouds,” take Falas while extending his right hand forward.
Nurvati's green iris glanced at Falas' hand, again her brain was pushed harder to find out whether Falas' speech was earnest or just a mere joke, by force, by force, Nurvati weighed in on what good decision to take.
“Come,” pinta Falas for fast action.
Until the full curiosity of the researcher moves Nurvati's brain to a desire for certainty, “ Promise me, you will kill me.”
The sentence demanded it be uttered solemnly, until his green iris focused on Falas' blue iris, piercing the soul of Falas suing to dare to make a pledge.
Falas smiled wryly, looking at Nurvati's netra so closely that his face could be reflected in the eyes of the Nurvati snake, then said, “Ya, I promise.”
The three terms of the word sounded steady and full of earnestness, to the point that they were veering in a sting. Seven seconds wasted, Nurvati looked at Falas, but there was no doubt implied from the iris of Falas, inevitably Nurvati believed based on a promise, so by languishing resignedly, he said, Nurvati welcomed Falas' right hand, grasping it, making a grateful smile on Falas' face.
When Nurvati stood up, Falas impulsively carried Nurvati, leaving Nurvati somewhat surprised.
For the second time, Nurvati was taken flying by Falas, they flew ever higher towards the clouds. Even in this case, Nurvati's countenance remained flat, but who would have thought, sparks of excitement appeared in her humbled heart.
They had flown as high as the clouds in the sky, smiles of gratitude accompanied the flapping of the wings from Falas' back, no one spoke while flying, until five minutes had passed, they reached their destination.
A vast expanse of white clouds, but decorated by colorful clouds with dozens of bubbles sticking out of these colorful clouds.
Falas and Nurvati had landed on the clouds, standing looking at the surroundings, standing here like standing on a cotton mattress. Surely the sky clouds were different from the clouds in general, the basic difference was only the density of the clouds, which was indeed formed by the Elf race using steam energy.
“What is this the first time?” asked Falas to confirm, and if Nurvati first came, then Falas managed to surprise Nurvati.
“Iya,” answered Nurvati briefly but remained lethargic.
However, the spark of excitement in Nurvati's mind is expanding, it means that Falas managed to herd Nurvati's heart to form a spirit of life, although not immediately formed, but 'sparking' will be an 'explosion'.
Falas stepped a few steps forward, ruffled his waist while asking enthusiastically, “So what do you think of this place?”
Nurvati glanced at Falas' white wings.
“Looks boring,” reply Nurvati bluntly.
Falas instantly bowed in a ridiculous manner.
“But, a decent place for peace of mind,” added Nurvati a little flattering and stepped closer to the green clouds.
For the second word, it is enough to make Falas semringah, at least there are things that make Nurvati like this place, and the intensity of Nurvati's life spirit allows it to be formed.