PONDEROUSLY
Caught By Mom

Yerim spontaneously turned his body towards the back. Her net caught the figure of her mother who was right in front of her now.

"Mother?! Did mom just come home?". Ask yerim.

Christine did not answer her daughter's question. He smiled sinisterly as he looked at his daughter's face.

"What are you doing my daughter?!". Christine asked firmly.

Christine was just making small talk to her daughter. Since the beginning of his daughter did a silly act earlier, he was already in that place. Seeing the ridiculous actions of his daughter. Christine had no intention of stopping her daughter. There was no movement from his body to hinder his daughter's behavior. He even enjoyed a free spectacle treat of jerim behavior. Amusing enough. And make him feel proud. Because what he taught his daughter the results were very satisfying in his eyes. Not in vain he guided his daughter to hone the supernatural of the child.

Yerim looks a little nervous. The gaze of his mother looked sharp which was caught from the netra yerim. Like it's gonna eat itself alive. And it was very scary for Jerim. He did not want his mother to be angry with him.

"You don't want to answer mom?". Ask christine again.

Christine lowered the intonation of her voice that had become high earlier. He knew that his daughter was afraid of him. Seen from the movements of the yerim body.

"That's mom... I'm. i...". Yerim said nervously.

Christine was still staring at her daughter's face.

"I'm trying my supernatural powers, ma'am." Answer yerim limp.

Yerim finally told the truth. That he had tried his supernatural science earlier. Yerim hoped his mother would not be angry with him. Because he felt guilty for doing so.

Actually, when Yerim successfully tested his supernatural power, he was a little surprised to see the results. Just look, the two trees did not look as fresh anymore and did not stand as firm as before the jerim destroyed them. Then will his mother really be angry with him because of his ridiculous behavior? I don't know. Yerim clearly felt resigned. If his mother is angry, this is the first time for Jerim. Since he was a child until this moment, his mother had never been angry with him.

Christine turned her eyes. The gaze that originally demanded an answer suddenly turned sinister. Seen from the look on his face. Christine laughed horribly. Like proud and satisfied to hear the answer from his daughter.

"You are my daughter. Finally you managed to master yourself and have been able to control your supernatural knowledge. Nicely done!". Christine is proud.

Jerim was pensive after hearing a sentence from his mother. His brain began to think, so that it led his mind to order his heart to give birth to questions to his mother. Which must be brought out by speech through his mouth. But the vocal cords look like they have broken off. So that his throat feels choked to make a sound. Yerim finally undoes his intention to ask his mother about why his mother was not even angry with him.

Just leave it like this. His mother also seemed happy with what Jerim was doing. Jerim did not want to ruin his mother's happiness. So the jerim remained silent and made no sound at all.

"Mom is going to tell you something." Christine's rose.

Jerim brought his face closer to his mother's. The distance between her face and her mother is about 30 cm.

Yerim put on a serious facial expression.

"News? What story is mom?". Yerim asked, beginning to wonder.

Christine smiled.

"Do you really want to know? Want to hear mom's story?". Ask christine.

Jerim nodded his head quickly. Signs he agrees by his mother's offer.

"Yes mother. I want to." Answer yerim lantang.

Yerim was getting excited. Christine invites herself to tell a story.

Curiosity again enveloped the yerim. He could not wait to hear the story from his mother.

"alright. Then come with mom. We're going into the house." Bring christine.

Yerim hurried to leave the location where he had been standing. Where he had destroyed two living creatures in front of his yard yard.

And again - again he was surprised. His mother came back like yesterday. Christine was suddenly in the living room in her house.

Yerim. Still can't believe what he saw. Even if it's the second time. How could his mother have suddenly been inside their home? While yerim knew just now, his mother was still walking behind his body. Why are they suddenly in their home? I don't know.

"Do you want to stay silent at the door, son?". Christine asked her daughter.

Christine's voice resuscitated the yerim from her daydream.

"No mom. All right, I'll go in. Mom." Answer yerim.

Christine knew that Jerim was shocked when she suddenly saw that she was already inside their house. Christine doesn't care about that.

Jerim has now entered their home.

As usual, Yerim sat on the floor right in front of the open door of his house. He loved sitting at the door of his house. Because he could feel the breeze that touched his skin. Feels cold. What else in hot weather like this. Makes yerim feel hot and hot.

"I'm ready, mother." Jerim opened their conversation.

Yerim looked impatient to hear the story from his mother.

Christine smiled faintly.

"My daughter. Do you remember my guests yesterday?". Christine asked trying to remind her daughter.

"The psychic is mom?". Yerim asked, clarifying his mother's intentions.

"Hm..." Christine said

"Yes mother. I remember them. What's wrong with them mom?". Ask yerim again.

"There's nothing with them." Answer christine flat.

"Why should you ask me about my memory of them?". Yerim asked curiously.

Christine smiled cynically.

"It turns out you're curious about my daughter too. Don't you want to know where they're from?". Christine fishing yerim.

"Where did they come from, Mom?". Ask Jerim who ate Christine's fountain.

"They came from far away. Jauuuhhhh. Far from our village." Answer christine.

"Away?". Jerim asked, increasingly curious.

"Yes. Very far. They come from the city. Mom used to send your knits to me to exchange them for the groceries you needed, son." Christine's light.

"City?". Jerim scrunched his forehead.

He had heard about the city once. When his mother told him that she would bring art from the hands of the jerim. But at that time Jerim did not care much about the words of his mother. For him he was quite with his mother. That makes him happy. So that he doesn't need anything and doesn't want to know about anything.

But now his curiosity has become very big.

"Yes my daughter. The city." Christine again.