PONDEROUSLY
Christine Guest Arrival

"Queen, we've arrived at your house. It's been the queen." Said a man.

There was a noise inside Christine's house. There were seven men at Christine's house. Four middle-aged men, two men around age 25 and a young man around age 19.

Actually the men who were visiting Christine's house did not come at the same time. They come with their own bodies - their own. Like there is an interest to be resolved.

"real queen. Sorry if we were being so rude. Not intending to urge the queen, but our bodies could not last long if it came to the queen's house". Said the other middle-aged man.

Christine smiled cynically. Then looked at the guests with a flat look. Not answering the questions of the two middle-aged men who were persuading him.

Time has shown at 02.00 pm. The sun was getting hotter. For some reason in this village surrounded by wilderness since yerim was a child never rained. So the jerim never knew and felt the touch of rain on his skin. The cold air that comes from rain water also never felt it.

Today it looks yerim still asleep on the mat as a bed. Maybe because last night he ate too much until he was too full, so that makes the yerim sleep until noon.

Samar - faint yerim heard a noise from inside his house. Making his consciousness begin to surface. Until the noise in his house became clearer in his hearing. Like there are people talking.

Jerim began to open his sense of sight. Clenching - blink both of his eyelids. Then the yerim reflexively evaporated. While his sense of hearing began to be focused on ensuring the origin of noise from inside his house.

Jerim then rose from his sleep. Sit for a while on the mat that becomes the bed of the yerim.

His gaze fell upon the curtain perched above the entrance to his room.

There is a shadow of some people in the living room of his house sitting cross-legged. Having a conversation that you do not understand.

There is curiosity in the heart of Jerim. Who exactly are the people who are visiting his house? From the time she was a child, her mother never received any guests. No one ever came to Christine's house. The villagers never came to his house, what else was an outsider.

Jerim did not really know that the outside world existed. All he knew was that the village existed. It's just that his mother once told him, that there's actually a big city out there. The story of his mother is that the place is very far from their village. And it's impossible for them to go there.

Then Yerim braided his long hair. Repairing the clothes that are attached to his body. Then he put the hair he had put in front of him. So that it does not dangle behind his back.

Jerim stood up from his seat. He stepped his foot out of his room.

Yerim was hesitant to come out. However, the sultry feeling has wrapped around every white skin. It was sticky sweat that poured out when he was still sleeping earlier. Because the sunlight is a little hotter than yesterday. Yerim decided to stay out of his room. He wants to go to the river. As usual, he wanted to wash his body to be refreshed. And all of you want to wash his own cloths and dishes - dirty dishes he used to eat last night.

Jerim lifted the curtains of his room. His feet were out of his living room. Then he stopped in front of the guests who were spontaneously gazing towards the yerim.

Silent. Suddenly the noise was no longer heard. The guests were silent. Their eyes were staring at Jerim. As if they were confused. It raises questions in their brains.

"Son man?". Said the youngest man. His eyes looked at the sharp jerim. Then he smiled cynically.

"She's my daughter!". Christine said firmly.

The young man then fell silent.

"Do you have a young girl?". Ask a man in his 25s.

Yerim looked at the man with a confused look. What else is this? Why did this man ask about wangsit to jerim? While yerim himself did not understand the meaning of the word wangsit. His mother never taught him anything strange.

"Shut your mouth, young man! I told you she's my daughter!". Shouted christine arrived - arrived.

As long as Jerim lived, ever since he was a child he never saw his mother angry. Never heard his mother yell or curse at anyone else, anything else yell at the yerim. That never happened.

Jerim became frightened. Afraid to see her mother angry at the two men who had spoken the words for her.

Christine looked towards yerim. Then give a smile to his daughter. A sweet smile to make her daughter feel calm. For being caught by the two senses of Christine's sight the fear of her daughter emanated from the motions of the yerim body.

"You up, son?". Christine asked yerim.

Yerim nodded his head. While his voice seemed stuck in his throat. Unable to get out of his mouth. Because of the thing he just saw. Heard his mother's voice.

"Sorry you haven't cooked. Do you want to get out?". Ask christine.

Again, Jerim nodded his head quickly.

"Go son. Mom has a guest here. Bring something later for mom to cook. Don't stay out too long. Before it gets dark you should be home." Christine's message to her daughter Jerim.

Yerim nodded in understanding. Then he passed from before his mother and the guests in his house.

Jerim walked down the stairs of his house. Take the basket containing his dirty clothes and the dishes he used to eat last night. Then he walked in quick steps out of his yard. Walk down the path to the river. And disappeared from the sight of all his mother's guests.

The eyes of his mother's guests were still staring at Christine's courtyard. Seeing the departure of yerim. Until their eyes are not blinking at all. Seen their astonished expressions at Jerim. Like there is envy and curiosity about yerim.

Suddenly, Christine's face looks scary. Staring intently at his guests.

"What do you see?! Do you want me to destroy?!!!". Shouted christine.