The next morning, I was still deep in my sleep, it felt like I was in a three bed room flat apartment, believe me the early morning breeze was so fantastic and lovely, I didn't even knew it was morning yet, until I started hearing sounds and footsteps of people coming, I quickly arose from my deep slumber, it felt like I was being dragged out from my dream to reality, just as I arose, my eyes cleared at ones, my heart beat tripled, as the footsteps became closer I looked around and saw a sharp stick near, but was stacked in between two branches, I went close on dragging this long sharp stick, I tried so hard but all to no avail, I become even more afraid or rather tensed, their footsteps sounded like group of matching soldiers patrolling to my direction for war. When I realize I'll be helpless and defenseless when these soldier arrive here, I quickly snapped off a decision to hide, yea that was a very right decision. I hided myself inside a bush that was roughly covered with rocks, I closed my eyes so tight like I knew they were going to slaughter me the moment they saw me. You wondering what kind of guy I am right? You won't blame me, I've passed through and seen a lot this past day.
So they finally arrived, then I started hearing splashes or water, some little noises that sounded like striking of hand against a bucket or pale, then I was more confused, because my eyes were still closed as hell, but I slightly loosen it a bit when I started hearing the voice of children mixed with some young teenager.
What kind of dude is this, I was disappointed at myself upon reviewing eyes to the light, just so I came out stunned, wondering how what could these people feet sounds like soldiers step from afar. So I went forward acted like I was one of them, I walk through their midst for a while, as I was about taking my last step leaving their midst, then I felt a grip on my hand, my brain rebooted, a thousand and one voices played in my head, that very moment, I can't define my emotions, I completely loose count of how I even felt upon the griping of my hand. She hold me so tight like she knew I was going to run, I still haven't looked back yet, I was still planning my next move before looking backwards to see who's holding grip of my wrist, then she said "hey.. you". Upon hearing the voice I realized it was a female, my heart beat de-accelerated a bit, and I questioned my self, "who is this... and what does she want from me?", just then I quickly turned back and look at her after glancing at the people around her for a while. And I replied so blunt like I was about to attack with a fight next, my look was naive, though if you'd pay more attention to my emotions written on my face, but my voice left her and the people around that environment really confused, they were curious on knowing what is going on, what sort of man would reply so harsh and fierce to a lady so such caliber, this doesn't seem right I said to my self with the expression and shock of their faces, just then I free my arm from her, and I greeted, just as I was about to walk away for the second time she said, "aren't you the sick guy, that flee from my grandma's building?" Her voice sound a bit nervous and curious at the same time, it seems like she was afraid I'm going to lash out angrily again, but on hearing what she said I quickly recognized the voice of that lady I saw at that apartment, then I took a second thought of doubt that reads out partially "how come I couldn't recognize the feeling of her hands this time", then I strike those thought off with a gentle smirk that unknowingly shaped out of my face to the visibility of her and her alone. Although this facial expression of mine left her more curious because she was expecting an answer from me even if it came out provokingly or softly. She went onward by repeating the question, this time around she made it snappy and very audible by saying "are you!?".
Tears row down my eyes as I left my eyes opened facing the ground, I couldn't control my emotions, I lost the manliness in me as I gave up to tears. I looked at her gently and say "Yes", she could feel and hear my broken voice as it was too obvious. The people around was left out in a doom of confusion, all left the mission they were here for, focusing on us. She felt the pressure and scene we have created already at that river, she being a very smart and professional lady, wait... did I just called her smart and professional? I guessed she deserved those hype from me.