PONDEROUSLY
Do You Want to Be a psychic???

Christine smiled cynically. Capturing a different aura from her daughter's body. A very big aura. Very interesting to his attention. Unlike the people he usually meets.

"The psychic came to our house yesterday because there was an urgent interest." Christine.

Yerim looked at his mother's face. Looking at it with a serious look.

"urgent interests?". Just ask plain yerim.

Again, christine smiled cynically.

"Yes. They need my mother's help." Answer christine.

Jerim was confused. His face looked a little tense.

"What is the relationship of the psychic to the mother? Why do they need help from their mother?". Yerim asked again, growing curious.

Christine laughs. His laughter sounded a little creepy. But not for jerim. He used to see his mother's reaction right now, in front of him.

There was no fear in him. There was not the slightest bit of anxiety in his heart. He almost never saw his mother laugh. This time he saw the laughter on his mother's face. Something new for Jerim. Until he felt a sense of flutter in his chest. Throughout his body. But he doesn't know what his name is.

It is only natural that Jerim does not feel the fear or anxiety of Christine's behavior before him. He never knew anyone other than his mother. Never blend in with anyone else. Never close to anyone else.

Obviously, yerim activities since childhood are very monotonous. Just being in that village. At home, to the river, to the garden, to the fields or in the front yard of his house. While in the kitchen is strictly prohibited his mother to yerim doing his activities there.

"Mom can give them what they want. Whatever help they need. But they can't get it for free." Christine said arrogantly.

"really?". Ask yerim.

There is no surprise in Jerim. Still ordinary. However, the curiosity that is getting bigger continues to undermine - rong himself. Urgent heart. Forcing his mouth to continue to scout his mother with questions born from his brain.

"Hm. I'll tell you more about the psychics." Christine.

Yerim shook his head. He obeyed the words of his mother.

"The psychic usually in the world where they live will be sought by people who need their help." Christine's light.

"Theworld?". Yerim asked confused.

Christine did not respond to yerim's questions about the 'world' her daughter wanted to know.

"People who come usually ask the psychic for help to do whatever they want. Or asking to be treated, even asking to destroy something!". Christine.

Jerim scrunched his forehead. Jerim still did not understand the words of his mother since then. But, his brain was still thinking hard to digest the sentences thrown by his mother.

Silent. Christine no longer let out her voice. Just shut up while looking at her daughter closely. With a scary face. However, yerim still had no fear from his mother's eyes. Still, he feels ordinary.

"Mom can I put my head on your thigh?". Pinta yerim arrived.

Christine was surprised at the request of Jerim. Wanna put his head down? Just be right. What does it mean that he wants to die? Want to cut off his head? Then put his head on Christine's lap? On christine's thigh?

'Can't! Is my daughter crazy? There's no way I'd let my daughter do that. There's no way I killed my own daughter!'. Christine said in her heart.

Christine gave a sharp look at her daughter, with a very sinister facial expression. But still the reaction of yerim is still ordinary. Not understanding Christine's gaze on him.

"What do you mean?!" Christine asked a little.

"I want to lie on mom's lap." Yerim was later.

Christine seemed to be a little calmer. It turned out that the intent of her daughter was not as it had flashed inside her head. In his mind.

Then Christine removed the sinister expression from her face, replacing it with a warm look. Smiling gently.

She doesn't like to be touched by anyone, including her own daughter. This time, he did not refuse. He allowed Jerim to lay on his lap. Maybe because he loved Jerim. Like his own son. In reality, Jerim is not his flesh and blood.

Christine patted - clapping her thigh with her left palm.

"Come son. Lie on your mother's lap." Let's say christine's soft.

Jerim shifted his body slightly to get closer to his mother's. He quickly dropped his body. His head was slung against his mother's thigh.

Back, the tremors from the bubbling sense hit his entire organs. His entire blood flow felt rippling. A feeling of happiness that he could not express. He can't say. He had not been treated like this for a long time by his mother. Lastly her mother indulged yerim like this when she was a child. The shadow of his past began to cross his mind. Yerim smiled happily.

"My daughter. Actually you have a special advantage. Just like the psychics yesterday. But your excess is far above them. Very far. You can be better than them." Christine opened the conversation.

Jerim swiped - swiped the index finger of his right hand to the floor of Christine's house. The floor where his body was lying at this moment. His body was lying in a right-leaning position.

"Certainly mother?". Ask yerim.

But there is no great curiosity when it comes to himself.

"Yes." Yeah." Christine answered briefly.

Yerim's legs begin to bend slightly like the letter C.

"Where do you know?". Ask a short yerim.

Christine began to caress the head of the yerim. The hair of jerim.

"Of course I know. Because you're mom's daughter." Answer christine with a slightly higher tone of voice.

Yerim seemed to be silent. While his index finger was still swiping - swipe the floor.

"Do you want to be like my guests yesterday?". Christine's rose.

"You mean my mother became a psychic like them?". Just ask plain yerim.

"Yes, being a better psychic than them. I'll help you train your supernatural powers. Until you'll become a better psychic than my guests of yesterday. And will not be defeated." Christine.

Christine smiled cynically.

"Supernatural?" Yerim asked confused.

Again, christine laughed creepily at seeing her daughter's innocent reaction. Not like the guests who came yesterday. Which has a greedy nature. Who wants to have everything in this world.

"Later you'll understand what the supernatural is. I will teach you slowly. Don't you fear my daughter." Clearly christine again while still gently stroking her daughter's head.

Jerim did not continue the questions to his mother. She was afraid of making her mother angry. So jerim let it flow as it is.

The afternoon is approaching. It looks like twilight is coloring the sky. Waiting for the night to approach the horizon.