Nurvati
Episode 3: The Hatred of the Inheritance of Destiny. (Part 1)
Time passed in an imperceptible scope, the impression of empty silence still encircling Nurvati's soul.
Nurvati no longer plays in the waterfall pool. That special place had been tarnished by her obnoxious friends.
now he went deeper into the forest, until he accidentally found a stretch of orange grass.
From then on, in the middle of the orange grass, Nurvati was always alone, under a snow tree, a white-leaved tree, and very cold when the leaves began to fall.
Nurvati always depress under the tree, just to feel the coolness often times the leaves began to stop in her skin, almost every day, Nurvati was alone under the tree, both when skipping school, and the, or after school.
For him, among the hundreds
snow tree, only the tree is cool so comfortable.
Sitting there in an imaginary creation to accompany his loneliness. Imagining about her being able to fly to Sky Seven, or just assume a gust of wind was a friend.
No siblings, no friends, both parents are busy. The father took care of the movement of the clouds, and his mother always dictated at home.
In his mind, his heart continues to question his identity. About could be Nurvati Peri, or even her jinn from another race.
His almost abstaining thoughts prompted his soul to leave the Fairy realm, but a glimmer of his parents' affection stopped his desperate intentions.
People talk at will, but the niche refuses to retaliate maliciously, people condescend, but Nurvati is unable to come back insulting, and the parents ask her to take up one ideal, the goal is only for Nurvati to survive, but in reality, until now Nurvati has no ideals. The reason; will never change destiny.
For weeks, up to months, Nurvati always visited the place, quieted her mind, and sought answers to her identity. Although all that arises is another question, Nurvati is unsaturated to know who she is.
However, arriving one day, when his father invited him to the Cloud Kingdom, or in other words, Nurvati was invited to meet the leader of the West Nation Fairy race. In the Fairy Realm, there are four nations, and that corresponds to the four cardinal directions, and each nation has hundreds of cities, complete with different natural landscapes.
Unexpectedly, the father, allowed to meet the King. Actually Nurvati's own father always sent a message to the King of the Clouds, just to please his son. And how fortunate, after a thousand messages were sent, the King was ready to welcome two of his subjects.
Nurvati and her father were welcomed by the Cloud King of the West, more than that! The King's family, so polite to welcome the presence of Nurvati and her father. The afternoon is the event begins, that is, a talk with the royal family. However, only the queen, the king, and his daughter were present, while his two children were not present.
The splendor of the king's palace cannot be explained by words, but specifically, the kingdom is five times wider than a football field with luxurious glittering decoration.
This was the first time that Nurvati was allowed to enter the Cloud Palace. It was that joy and enthusiasm that he felt, until his grief, alienated.
They had a casual conversation in a park. Sitting in a luxurious chair looking at the butterfly garden. Butterflies in the Fairy realm are different from the Human realm, the most significant difference being their complexion and clear body.
But for the first time, someone was willing to become a friend of Nurvati, who else if not the only daughter in this kingdom, she was Princess Kerisia, a youngest child the same age as Nurvati.
From that day on, Nurvati had a friend. Princess Kerisia, basically has friends, of course her friends are many, either because she is a descendant of the king, either because she is comfortable to be a friend, which is obviously her friend is very much. And one thing to be grateful for, Princess Kerisia, unaffected by Nurvati's strange condition, she even allowed Nurvati to always come to her kingdom.
Exactly, since becoming friends with Princess Kerisia, Nurvati spent a lot of time playing and learning many things with Princess Kerisia. Until the time seemed to anesthetize the feeling, it did not feel 20 years of friendship was intertwined.
A statement of the Princess' true nature, successfully ensnared Nurvati's mind to the fact of boiling.
“I am nobler than you, I am a Princess of the kingdom, whereas you, are just commoners.”
Since long ago, the Fairy race had always felt her most noble, let alone plus having the title, automatic, a sense of pride was easily possessed.
Princess Kerisia only considers friends to trick Nurvati, in other words, Princess Kerisia befriended only to get Nurvati's heart, only so that Nurvati would become the personal slave of Princess Kerisia. The Princess apparently wants a personal servant with a short lifespan, so that the act of careless behavior, can be bribed by the bonds of friendship.
Indeed, inexhaustible with the Cloud King's child girl, the obvious goodness is just a ruse.
Although Nurvati has been able to see the truth, plus the suspicion is a bit strange, when Princess Kerisia is always reluctant to introduce Nurvati to her friends, so Nurvati did not necessarily agree, there is one compelling reason that Nurvati is reluctant to be the princess; the princess has been evil, and every crime must be rejected, that is the law.
A rejection by Nurvati resulted in a threat to Nurvati, that, the Princess Kerisia did not want to be a friend of Nurvati, what if, Nurvati refused her request. Unfortunately, the threat did not change Nurvati's absolute decision. Crime is unacceptable, Nurvati thought.
And the painful ending, again befalling Nurvati, the disappointment again rippled, along with the sadness that covered her again.
He moved away from Princess Kerisia, no longer intending to be present in the princess's kingdom, Nurvati was already embittered, and once again, evil was not worth heeding.
There's one important thing! The comparison of caste in the realm of the jinn of the Fairy clan is seen from the height of his knowledge.
And back again, Nurvati lived a lonely life, living in a crowded world like alone, the time spent with her first friend, felt illusory, but thanks to the illusion, Nurvati got an important lesson, that is, the, he cannot judge a person by appearance, position, and the beginning of a meeting. There is an important basis for judging someone.
The problem was buried in itself, not talked to his family, and no one in the community knew.
Silent, void days are re-enjoiced under the snow tree. There is nothing but to enjoy solitude.
Time also rotates with the season slowly changing, rain, dinging, hot, to snow, Nurvati enjoys her time to be alone, always sitting under a snow tree.
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To the pink sky, and first to the beauty of peace, and then to turn into hatred, because rumors of conflict between the races of the Elves led to the formation of propaganda, or dogmatic. Given the Elf race was offended by the many innuendos from other races. Starting from the Elf race that is no longer worthy to lead the jinn, then, the Elf race that is no longer able to fly to the third sky; where the Angels are. And worse, when the Elf race began to be instigated by their own desires and desires to be praised.
Beliefs of the jinn race began to fade, the Elf race no longer got important news from the sky, moreover, the existence of a genie who was able to meet angels without being part of the Elf race.
Nature has completely changed, the heavens and the earth have changed, and every jinn soul has changed, people call to the last days, or to the age of truth, that is, to say, every creature will be led to its perfection, or in other words, the existence of a new civilization.
And because the Elf race had not received any concrete celestial news, so clearly, the other races began to turn away, and rely on their own abilities. And of that, the Elf race is no longer exalted.
But certainly, the Elf race did not want if they were only considered as mere supernatural gatekeepers, just being servants, it now seemed to be an insult to the Elf race. Even though thousands of years to maintain the supernatural, never the obligation to change perceptively to despicable.