Nurvati
Episode 131: The Color of the Flowers Memories of Sadness.
The feeling is easily changed with the day and every faced, whether it is so or only Arenda who experienced it.
Quite a dilemma what happened to him now, the thought of fearing the rigors of state politics makes him dizzy, more so the thought that he was formed by a life that he did not expect to make him frustrated.
Arenda has been in a place quite foreign, standing in the grass of ping nuances looking at the expanse of colorful flowers, beautiful fragrant flowers that are plastered as far as the eye can see, while behind Arenda the hills are firmly designed which are covered in grass shades of pingai.
Go to this place without saying goodbye to the members of the kingdom, because for him he is the only one who can know.
For the moment he is alone, how not, there is a friend who wants to meet him, an old friend who has always enjoyed time together, joking, joking, the laughter or crying that has become the embellishment of their friendship has become a sweet memory.
6000 Years into a long time they separated, separated because of the dream they had plotted, or rather the dream that was forced.
Everything feels empty, here in this place, all his dreams begin, the meeting with his friend begins here.
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The memories are still in quite impressive visuals, in the past, when Arenda was a child who always came to this place, came just to see the existence of strange boys.
A boy who always plants ornamental flowers, whose flowers are always dead but tirelessly he plants more flowers and dies, but then plants again.
Weeks like that until the dead plants mount up.
Arenda always looked up at the top of the hill, weeks always came just to witness the failure of the silly boy, the man who did not give up on planting many ornamental flowers.
Hundreds of times failed and hundreds of times will be planted new flowers, not tired of the Fairy boy continues to plant new flowers. Up to 3 years passed and always bear the burden of failure.
It was that weirdness that moved Arenda to finally be willing to meet him, say hello and talk.
“Hai .. Your name is what?” asked Arenda by stalling her right hand forward intending to shake hands.
The round-faced boy grabbed Arenda's hand with two hands at once, moving her pretty quickly up and down, so excited in shaking hands, as he replied, “My name ... Apan ...”
The boy who was actually friendly, the boy who greeted Arenda with joy and cheer, even for the first introduction, was friendly, the boy was not at all awkward which was able to make Arenda carried away in her cheerful atmosphere.
“Why should you plant flowers? Why do you plant so many flowers?”
A question from Arenda that made Apan smile and stand facing Arenda, then replied, “For the sake of meeting my mother, my mom will be here.”
Apan thought that by planting a lot of flowers he could meet his late mother. According to his story before his mother died from being killed by a witch, the mother had advised, if by planting a lot of flowers to thrive, then the late mother will reappear.
A lie that sounds sweet to a boy like Apan whose imaginative power is high, still superstitious and fairy tales.
So surprisingly, Arenda used her abilities as a Leaf clan elf, orange nuance energy radiated from her two hands, then dozens of orange nuance energy balls were scattered into each of the hundreds of withered flowers.
Miraculously, the hundreds of withered flowers recovered, growing as fresh as they had been perfectly cared for.
The entire flower, everything that withered in that place grew fresh again.
Apan glared with his finger, looking amazed at the events in front of him. Especially her prancing herself with excitement.
“YEAH GREAT! GREAT ...!” he cried with gratitude.
True, with the passage of time, they always wait in the expanse of ornamental flowers, two types of flowers are also found on the human earth the rest is only in the Fairy realm.
But even though hundreds or even thousands of flowers thrive. Aside from the energy from Arenda, the flowers can be fertile because Arenda has since told her how to properly care for them. Never once was Apan's mother present or came back alive.
All is silent, peaceful and still scented, only that encompasses reality. While Arenda and Apan always sit together enjoying the atmosphere by looking at the flowers that seemed to dance gusts of wind. The hope of reuniting with Apan's mother is only always a hope, never realized.
In the waiting momentum they tell a lot of the history of their lives.
Arenda who lives with her two parents who are always busy traveling, who always learn all kinds of forms of state politics. Arenda is often always scolded when using his high energy in front of them.
Arenda's family does not want Arenda to be like the people before her, so Arenda does not become like her grandfather who died just to defend the Daun clan.
Arenda is always required to like and obsess on state politics, even though she hates it.
While Apan was among the fairy witches, he became a country orphan his parents failed in carrying out secret missions.
Apan always lived in the forest, he was reluctant to live with his grandmother, whose grandmother and grandfather actually wanted Apan to continue his parents' struggle to become a military witch.
Similar to Arenda's story, the Apan family wanted Apan to be a witch instead of being the Honorary Chief.
The family of Apan always rebuked when Apan read books about angels. Except for her mother who always supported Apan to be whatever he dreamed of being.
They were both sitting there talking about dreams.
“I want to master my throne energy and become the leader of the Leaf clan in the Western nation ..!” exclaimed Arenda loudly expressing her ideals.
“I want to become an Honorary Chief and guide the fairies to become angels ..!” apan continued loudly expressing his ideals.
For the similarity of life that they are getting closer and always playing together, a strong friendship bond that gradually as life goes through makes them friendly.
Arenda will run away from political lessons at her home just to meet Apan and Apan often run away from magic lessons to meet Arenda.
The time they lived together made them grow up together, made everything change and knew that the hundreds of flowers planted were never able to present Apan's mother.
They were forced to separate when Arenda had to go to another country to continue her political education and Apan had to go to her academy outside the city.
The farewell was quite sad and heartwarming for them, they had to mature, forced to mature by outside pressures of themselves. Pursue dreams that are not their dreams and are forced to make their families happy for the sake of family dreams.
They separated and too busy to meet even forced to forget each other for a moment the number of new things experienced.
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Yes, all dreams start in this place, every color of flowers here seems to show dreams and beautiful laughter like before. It was even in this place that they met and eventually separated. Totally touching in Arenda's heart, it felt so smooth throwing wishful thinking.
A childhood that was most effective for Arenda and could not be repeated again.
Today, every time that is snatched away for the dreams of others, has brought Arenda to a meeting with her best friend first; Apan.