After this magnificent kiss, we went to sleep. Better, he went to sleep. For sure, I couldn't sleep after such a great kiss. This was really the best one I've ever got. I smile while I'm thinking of it again and again. Feeling like a princess, charming and blessed with a wonderful look, I shut my eyes. Tiredness swept me away from reality into the dream-wonderland.
"Wanda, wake up. We need to stand up. Our goal seems to be nearby. Look at the hills behind us, they are familiar to my eyes. We are right, my dear", he smiles at me. His happiness is so contagious, I'm on my feet under a second. "Then let's go", I call in front of him with my fullest of motivation while I move my elbow in an angle of 90 degree.
Stepping from the clearing into the forest again, gives me a bad feeling. This emotion turns my belly into a moving chaos. Should I tell my intuition Oliver? I don't know. It's better not to tell him, he, for sure, would think I'm a crazy woman. No, I don't want him to think about me in this way. In his eyes I want to be a lady, who deserves respect.
"Wanda, is something wrong? You are looking quite worried. You can tell me everything, you do know?", he makes sure, I'm open to him. No, I can't tell him my feeling of walking further in this coursed forest. My belly is now in one big cramp. The little bit of our dinner last night is moving the way to my mouth. No, I must look normal to him, I can't be strange.
"No, Oliver. It seems my belly doesn't tolerate our meal from yesterday evening. I'm sure, in a few minutes, I'm for good again", I assure him of my lie. He seems to swallow it. At least he doesn't ask again. I'm quite glad about his behaviour.
We walk further and further, right to the hills in front of us. With each hour we are left behind us, the hills turn more and more into big mountains. It reminds me of the Mount Doom in the lord of rings. Quite big and wrapped in magic. Greatness and fright fights in me. How should I react to this sight, I'm not sure about it? Something bad expects us at the foot of this mountain, that's the only thing I can tell. My sense is telling me to make a turn and run for our lives.
"Our goal, Wanda. Look, how great the mountains are. I missed them, even if my sister died here. We often travelled in this jungle. I don't know why, but it was the idea of our parents", he's laughing. For laughing I'm definitely not in the mood. Instead, my eyes are searching for something that looks dangerous. Was there any moving in next to us or an illusion? I hope for an illusion.
"Wanda, is really everything right? You were getting pale like a white wall within one moment, I couldn't otherwise than to worry about you. Before you are fainting, you tell me, am I making myself clear? I don't need any princess moment now." Yeah, he's making himself very clear. Now there's the boss in front of me. I can't stand it, even if it makes me even more in love with him.
"Yes, everything okay. And you know, I'm no princess. I'm a grown woman." I stand up straight. Otherwise, I don't need to justify myself. I can live on my own, for sure. I'm walking past him, going forward, not waiting for the man, who called me princess. That I don't need. He should see the opposite in me, even if he likes princesses, I don't like the thought of it. Better, I can't stand this thought.
I take the mount of my bag with my thumbs, pressing my tempo into a light speed. He should see my womanly power. I'm strong and wonderful. I glance back to him and stops abruptly. He isn't behind me. Where is he? Did I lose him? Oh no. What should I do? I can't search for him in this jungle. He could be everywhere.
"Oliver", I cry into the jungle. "Oliver, where are you", I start to weep slightly. Suddenly, somebody taps on my right shoulder. I turn to the left side, there's standing Oliver with a little smile on his lips. He really thinks, that was funny? No, it's not.
"Oh Wanda, did you worry about me being lost? I hope not. Such a grown woman you are", he teases me like a little kid. I turn around, start my walk to the mountains again. Frankly, I don't want any talk with him. From the happiest love I ever felt to the worst disappointment is a short way to walk. No, I don't want to see him again. My heart is bleeding, why is he doing that to me. I thought of us as a couple and what does he? Risk his life, even if was only to tease. No, no, no. Tears are streaming down my face. I need to think about something else. I should not focus on something bad like what happened half an hour before.
Mantra, mantra. It's my favourite distraction to not think about men. They are all the same. Not somebody, I can rely on. I need to be on my own feet with my emotions, only thinking objective. Coming to the foot of this dangerous looking mountain, Oliver tells me about our further procedure. We need to climb the mountain, his sister died on the midst section of it. He wants to look at the last sight his sister viewed.
The sun is at her highest point, the hotness is everywhere and there's no more shadow under the trees. The mountain is pure stone and other debris. Without looking back, I start my walk. Going up the mountain shouldn't be dangerous, even if my belly tells me otherwise. Maybe it's a corporal disfunction, I don't know, but a try could be worthwhile, no matter how it ends.