Nurvati
Episode 135: Quelling the High Sky of Dusk.
Some things when together restore the memory that was ruled out, although everything is not the same but quite meaningful today. Arenda understood that well, whereas Apan was present for one important purpose.
Now the two of them have been in a place to eat, in a housing, a place to eat that presents a view of the sunset. They sit on a cloud of white shades in a height of 130 meters.
Not only them, some visitors to this place to eat were also found sitting on the clouds enjoying a day that began to twilight.
The special clouds in this place fly with a variety of waves, from only 5 meters to 1000 meters from the ground. The servants will come from a diamond-shaped building, in which the cooks or cashiers are located.
In the West direction is a forest that has foliage of various colors and mountains that are firmly designed there. The horizon begins to look a bit orange without any clouds decorating, but the points of the star appear to be flashing.
Apan and Arenda sat next to each other, between them two cans of Energy water were presented. Sitting facing the West which will soon show the tinge of its twilight.
Arenda's appearance is different, she covers herself in a white robe, for no citizen to recognize her.
Time is taken by their silence, let peace invade the atmosphere, the feeling they have is smooth because they see the scenery as small as they often stop to this place. And now as it repeated in reality, though not exactly the same, they remain grateful for this presentation of reality.
Or when the visual memory becomes present in Arenda's head, she begins the conversation, irrigates the peace that is presented, opens the voice, “I so remember ... so exciting and exciting ...”
The speech originally filled reality for a moment, Apan smiled calmly and indeed Arenda's story was a fact. Until Apan commented through his pangolin. “Iya .. very exciting childhood.”
Arenda's face was adorned with a smile that implied joy and gratitude, her gaze seemed far-reaching, like being pulled back to tell stories about the past. “If not tell a story .. usually we race fly from here to a tree ...”
Apan silently heard Arenda's earnest speech.
“... but, the tree for the race is no more ...,” added Arenda with a long look at some of the trees below, revealing the facts.
“Iya .. everything has changed ...,” Apan's response through his pangolin remains relaxed.
And silence filled the atmosphere again, the two of them did not talk so much. They enjoyed this momentum in deep gratitude, so happy to be able to sit together for a moment again.
About 2 minutes sting they do, until Arenda re-opens, “Apan ... do you have any more stories, maybe about your experience during being a witch?”
The sentence of the request was initially responded to without a smile, at first Apan was serious. Until the pangolin spoke, “Ahk .. I just always got fun missions ... such as helping the cook or .. helping at the border in guarding the territory from stealth ..”.
The short, not so explicit talk is just really too taxa, making Arenda look left at Apan for the sake of looking at his charismatic face.
“So, it's quite fun, yes ..?” ask Arenda to make sure.
Apan's thin lips developed a grateful smile with his bright brown netra on the horizon, then he said, “Iya .. is not there anything more pleasant than carrying out obligations ..”
The words Arenda had not expected, the words that implicitly stated Apan had changed, made her put on a pondering face with mangosteen.
The swiftness of life has indeed been able to extinguish all high dreams. So thought Arenda.
“Apan .. now you look different .. You no longer boast of your dreams as you once did ..” said Arenda who dared to comment on Apan's new attitude. And look back at the skyline.
There was a moment when Apan put on a look at the reflection, and finally the pangolin said, “Iya .. we are not children anymore .. My dream was because I was a child, that's not wrong either ... because that dream has shaped me now ...”
The confession that made Arenda just nodding in the look of reflection. There is also a point in Apan's words.
Arenda just didn't know what had happened to her feelings. He was happy to meet Apan again, but everything was not the same anymore, and that feeling made him feel like something was missing.
“Now where do you live?” arenda asked curiously and seemed to need to know where she lived.
“Still at my grandfather's house .. but that's it. .. I should be in mes every day ..” replied Apan through his pangolin with a relaxed face without a smile.
“So ... How long are you on leave? Can I visit your place?” ask again Arenda who in her mind was so curious about what Apan had been experiencing.
“Entahlah ... I could have my holiday extended ... considering I can not talk anymore .. and .. if you want to see me .. just come to my grandfather's house ... now I'm there ...,” Apan replied through his pangolin still relaxed looking at the skyline.
Arenda nodded her head in good digesting Apan's words.
“Why if you can't talk your holiday extended?” arenda looked at the horizon. And it's not really understanding about military witches. That's not the field.
“Entahlah ... it's narration ... the military does need a perfect figure not a defect ..” said Apan through his pangolin.
After Arenda did not say much, hesitated also to ask Apan to tell his life experience, afraid if there is a sad experience that he did not want to tell and even made the atmosphere uncomfortable.
It has changed, this is what is rather awkward for Arenda, even the attitude of her esteemed woman should be shifted for a moment for the convenience of interaction with Apan.
However, even though Apan has changed, has no longer aspired like before, Arenda now just wants to get out of all the pressures of her environment, want to be free and start forming new dreams.
Asa to become the chairman of the Daun clan is still alive and could have achieved his childhood dream, considering that being the chairman of the Daun clan is still a little related to politics, so he had the opportunity to achieve it.
However, he also needs to think about the worst consequences, that his family can hate him.
Regardless, at least for this momentum Arenda can meet again with her best friend who had raised her hopes.
Apan, the boy who believes that his mother will be present when the flowers flourish, has become a grown man and everything will really not be the same as it used to be.