PONDEROUSLY
The Arrival of the Guest Again

Tomorrow is approaching. Circling the cakralawa on this sunny morning. As usual, there were never any tears from the sky that fell to the surface. To the land where the village that yerim settled since he was from childhood. But somehow still the river water continues to flow and never dry. The river where yerim used to go. To wash his body and wash the clothes of the yerim. Also to clean the usual kitchen utensils used to hold food that will enter the hull. River where favorite yerim other than in his room. Not that he disliked his mother's house, but because Christine never allowed the yerim to blend in with the villagers and could have no friends other than his mother, so the river comforted him. Who was made Jerim his friend. Calms his soul and body. Make him happy. Just by soaking in the river or sitting on a rock beside the river.

Two days ago, Jerim woke up early. Not like the usual days. And for two days he always saw his mother at home. Though like the days - usually Christine almost never be in his house if the day is bright. Yang Yerim knew his mother was always busy in their garden or rice field located within the wilderness. And even at night, Christine was only briefly in the house. Then he went again to find firewood, which he always told his favorite daughter Christine.

Every Christine would go out of her house, she always told her daughter's yerim to stay home. Unless Jerim wants to go to the river, his mother has just allowed the jerim. But remain on condition that it should not be too long, and immediately go home before it gets dark. Jerim always obeyed the mother's orders.

Yerim was standing in the living room of his house. His eyes looked out of the house. Look at the atmosphere of his home page. His mother was heading to enter the house.

Christine is already in the house. Standing in front of Jerim.

"Mother not going to the garden?". Ask yerim.

Christine looked at her daughter. Then he shook his head.

"No son. Because soon there will be guests coming to our house. Go see mom." Answer christine.

Yerim was ordinary. As if he understood the meaning of his mother's words.

"What was the guest yesterday?". Ask yerim again.

Christine shook her head back.

"No. This is another guest." Christine answered briefly.

"What psychic is also mother?". Yerim asked again, growing curious.

Christine smiled cynically, looking intently at her daughter.

Caught by christine, the immense aura of the yerim body. Great curiosity. Curiosity. Desire has the same power as the psychic. It is the nature of a human being, who is never satisfied with what he has.

Christine didn't dispute that. If the yerim has a sense of never being satisfied, and has a great desire, Christine will not be angry. And will never be angry. For her Jerim was her favorite daughter. He will do whatever his daughter wants. The origin of her daughter came to her. Relaying him. And ask him. Christine will do whatever her daughter wants. The koma yerim kapitsa.

"Yes son. Mother guests who will come to our house later are psychic as well. Wh why? Are you afraid of my daughter?". Ask christine.

Yerim shook his head.

"No mom. I'm not afraid." Answer the short yerim.

Christine laughed out loud. Creepy laugh. But still in the eyes of ordinary yerim.

"Good son. You don't have to be afraid. There's a mother near you." Christine.

Jerim nodded his head.

"Yes ma'am." Said yerim.

"Is it okay - what mom?". Jerim asked doubtfully.

Christine smiled cynically. With a sharp and creepy look.

"No one dared to rule mom. Mother's guests will never oppose what you want. You take it easy, my daughter." Christine's light.

Actually, every word that came out of his mother's mouth these two days seemed strange. Her mother usually doesn't behave like this. Yerim usually looks warm and soft. But for some reason since the arrival of the guests who yesterday the attitude of his mother changed drastically. Like not a mother who has known Yerim all this time. Again yerim dismissed his negative thoughts about the mother. Because for him, his mother is still the best. Who is very much loved and cherished.

Not long after, three men entered Christine's courtyard. They set their feet toward Christine's door.

Yerim's eyes reflexively looked towards his courtyard.

"Come in young!". Christine told the three men.

The three men slowly entered Christine's house.

"Sit down!". Christine again.

The three men were obedient to Christine. Following christine's orders.

It sounds strange in the ears of Jerim. Why did his mother call his guests who had just arrived as young people? Though in the eyes of the yerim, his mother's guest who came this time did not look young. And it doesn't look too old either. If estimated, it looks like they are 35 years old and above for the human world. But Jerim does not understand the name of the age difference in people. Obviously he did not understand what else to understand, his mother alone never allowed the jerim to blend in with others. How could he possibly understand?

And again the look of his face and the expression of his mother's face was not as warm as before. But it becomes a little creepy for the jerim.

The three men immediately dropped their buttocks on the floor of Christine's living room. Then sit cross-legged. One of Christine's guests propped up her chin using her right hand. Inadvertently his eyes glanced towards the yerim. Seeing yerim. Like a question in his mind. Who is the woman sitting next to Christine?

"Hmmm..." Christine let out her voice.

"What are you guys doing here, young man?". Ask christine.

One of his guests reflexively gave a salutation to Christine. Makes yerim surprised to see the behavior of his mother's guests.

'Why did he do that?'. Yerim murmured to himself.

Jerim tried to act as calmly as possible. In order not to make her mother suspicious of her curiosity. She was afraid that her mother would become angry. His mother never got angry with him.

"I'm sorry we're queens. We want to ask the queen something." Pinta the man who reflexively gave a greeting to Christine earlier.

'Queen?'. Yerim murmured again.

Christine smiled sinisterly looking at her three guests.

"What do you guys want? Say it!." Christine.