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Failed Advice
Jaino thinks, Ooh man, I don't have any spare dress. I left my bag. I can't come back. "Hiss..."
Gasping and tiredly sitting while tears on his eyes are refraining from pouring. He inhales, exhales as he breathes…
...he stares at the lake. "Are we really safe here?"
"Yes, we're safe. Don't mind it. It's stuck there forever facing one direction; so, don't be afraid, and keep calm. You can assure your safety.
"Oh, and what about both of you? I were you, leave this place in an instant; there's no room for children here."
"I wish it! But, we couldn't do that! This place is so deep! We can't remember where we came— in..."
"Ridiculous." And Jaino thinks—. "So, I don't have any choice, huh? Let's rest and wait until your sister awake. I'll find food."
She gains consciousness, someone caresses her hair. Gradually, she opens her eyes and lifts her head, to only find her brother caring her. She hugs him and whines, "Brother- thank you. I, I can't thank you enough. We're saved. I'm scared." She continues sniffling.
"It's alright. It's alright my dear. Rest, but, you tell it to him—" smiling as he waves his hand to Jaino. "It's him you should be thanking, not me."
She has glimpsed yet trembled, and her eyes are now staring at the disgusted face of someone, who bare-handedly skins the strong horny skin of the fruit. She hesitates and clings to her brother more tightly; scared at that person. She stares in the silent, unable to disturb him.
By the time Jaino has finally finished— after he has rubbed the sweat on his forehead by the back of his wrist, he stares at the sky. His lips smile.
She grabs his t-shirt, picking his attention; even if, her body is shaking. "Sir, thank you!"
Jaino has been staring at her face. Afterwards, he wipes the tears between her cheek and eye with his finger. "You and your brother survived until I came. This experience has made both of you become mature enough to face this world. So, stop crying anymore; be strong. With the event that has happened in your life; treasure your life and stay alive; until then, you're invincible." His words approve by his smile.
Astounded, she interjects, "Huh?" She scratches her hair.
"Such meaning I find hard to understand. But, bro! Seriously, how awesome!" He gawks. And Jaino is slightly nodding his head. "But bro, why are you here inside this forest anyway?"
"That's a secret."
"Huh!" has reacted by those siblings.
Becoming more annoyed, Jaino replies, "Anyway, I've no intention to know your circumstances either; so, let's dig in."
"Aw…" the boy has reacted. Yet, his little sister cries.
Jaino lashes his finger into her forehead to restrain her from crying; awkwardness is embodying herself.
"Hey! Why did you that to my sister!"
"Here, take this. It's good for your health," as he hands those big seeds to the siblings, each.
Feeling disgusted, Jena complains, "Yuck! This! A seed! But! It's slimy and big!"
"Just try sucking its juice. It'll give your strength back and some more. But, you cannot eat more than that in a day. Those slimy things will fill your belly a little; so, I recommend eating it."
"Eh."
Although, it's a seed and taste isn't bad; hesitantly, Jena has a bitter face in eating its slimy wooly outer skin. Her brother ignores everything as he completely trusts this stranger and eats without complain.
For the meantime, Jaino eats barely while he's staring at the sky and securing the surrounding by just listening while he's reminiscing his past; a village was attacked and burning that not many people could visually see the assailants.
He thinks, Father, thanks for saving me. I can assured you, I'll live by your anticipation and ambition…
As Jaino receives their village name after they've finished their meals; they now prepare themselves. Although their drying wet dresses feel weird on their bodies; he decides to accompany the siblings to Aklaba village to return them home.
Aklaba Village, is located to the southeastern part of the wide island and to the southwestward from the Deep Forest. People living this place prioritize their culture. Their festivals they celebrate on the month of harvesting grains, crops, fruits and other cultivated plants and trees that bear foods. People living here wear traditional dress made only in the said village.
Attitudes always inherit
Surroundings shapes attitudes
Attitudes expose everything
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