Footsteps coming up the stairs.
His footsteps were very slow. I could hear every footstep in my ears. And as it turned out, my father smiled at me and walked over to me, much to my relief. I smiled and ran over to him and hugged him.
"Really, my Dad is so cool." I said.
"How Dear, do you like it?" asked my father. I grimaced as I held up my thumbs.
"Thank you Dad ..." My father hugged me again, Mom smiled at both of us. I'm so happy that my mom and I finally have a dream home. My father let go of his arms and walked towards the window closing the shutters. A cold wind deflated from the shutters. My father clasped his hands together, his face reddened by the wind. I smiled at him again saying, "I like ..." very softly. My father just smiled and stroked my hair.
"Ok Dear, I'll go downstairs first, there are still many guests I have to meet. I'll introduce you to my father's friends later."
I nodded and smiled as my father walked up the stairs.
My father went back downstairs. from above I could hear voices from the living room, there were still some residents helping my father put our belongings that had not been sent through the service bureau. Aunt Petti is one of the housekeepers, she used to live here with the Coccus family.
Because she asked my father to take care of and look after this house, my father finally allowed her to help clean the house and provide other necessities. However, on one condition, my father does not want Aunt Petti to stay here, she only comes in the morning and leaves when my father returns from the hospital. Aunt Petti agreed to the deal.
Aunt Petti is too old to work as a housekeeper but when I saw her tidying up our house I finally realized that she still has that ability. Her skinny body was fleshless, and her hair was all white tied up, her face was already wrinkled clearly visible. The look in her eyes, well … Aunt Petti's piercing gaze scared me at first. But when I take a closer look, she has a kind heart and she has something, she wants to tell himself but I can't read it or it's just my feeling.
And I watched her, she never looked at people for long. If she's talking to someone she must be looking down, like I noticed earlier when she was talking to my father.
Aaaahhh ... never mind, I can't suspect it and think about things because I feel Aunt Petti has positive energy in this house.
I can't be silent for too long, right now I feel very happy. I don't know, unlike previous years when I had to move to a new place. This time it's different, I feel like I've known this place for a long time. I rushed to open the box containing school supplies and other necessities, there were three large boxes of mine that were still untidy.
My father deliberately did not allow the delivery service to tidy up my personal belongings. You know, I don't like people touching my personal stuff. One by one I opened them. I put all my things in their respective places and I think here I need a lot of thick clothes and a jacket or sweater to cover my body.
Taron is a city that is famous for being cold and always snowing. I haven't felt the air this cold in a long time. We used to live in the coastal area of Shite city. The weather there really burns the skin. The arid sea air and the scorching heat made my skin darken a little, it's only natural that when I was there I rarely left the house.
Taron, a mountain town above the Hwenia valley and surrounded by pine forests, so here the air is cooler and fresher than Shite City. My first day, I started to like this place and the residents, all seemed friendly and fun. And I'm back standing in front of my bedroom window. I don't know, there's an energy that makes my heart feel like there's something on the other side. A vibration attracts me to always see it and even I really want to go there.
I looked at the edge of the lake, I noticed for a long time ... for a long time I looked at the hill far away. I still remember the face of the man who smiled at me.
"FLANELLA ... come down dear ...." my father's voice called out to me, awakening me. I quickly woke up from all my fantasies about that place. I'm still curious, what's in there? Why do I feel like going there? And I quickly went downstairs, before I played with my thoughts.
The sound of my footsteps made everyone in the living room notice me. I smiled at them. They are still busy helping my father tidy up all our belongings. Aunt Petti looks at me with that piercing stare every time she does
Seeing me, I smiled at him.
But, again she never smiled back at me. Yeah ... I understand it. I don't want to make her uncomfortable in this house. Because I believe she has a strong bond with this house. About her attitude, I already know a lot from my father, so I'm not influenced. Because according to my father, she is a very nice person. And I think she might be right too, if she wasn't as good as my father said there was no way she would insist on staying here even though the master was long gone.
And apparently my father wanted to introduce me to a man the same age as my father, his hair was growing gray, but when I got closer it didn't seem like it. That's her real hair color. Why does everyone who lives here have white hair on average?
His eyes are big, his posture is very tall, his skin is pale white, his face is fierce and pale, maybe because he doesn't get enough sunlight. He was standing next to my father wearing a black coat and black and white striped scarf around his neck and a vintage watch on his right wrist.
I had to look up to meet him face to face because she was too big for me. Why am I sure that my father will introduce me to him? I'm always like this. I can feel what my father is thinking?
And ... My father was very proud to introduce me to all his friends. Come to think of it, I don't have any privileges. My grades alone are not satisfactory. Always perched in the top ten and above, I don't think it's a proud achievement when compared to what my has. Something made him proud, he said. My face is too similar to hers and to my mother's.
"Here baby ..." My father called me, I walked towards him and my father greeted me by hugging me from the side.
"Mr. Nitro, introduce my only daughter. Beautiful isn't it ..."
Aahhh ... my father makes me blush, he always says this like this in front of all his friends and he will definitely say, "You see his nose looks like his mother but your eyes and face do you know who he looks like?"
I already guessed it.
"FLA." I said with a smile.
"See ... you see Mr. Nitro, his nose is like his mother and his eyes and face you can guess ..." said my father.
Click!
Correcting my words, I smiled glancing at my father.
Mr. Nitro watched me closely and he smiled.
"You're right Doctor ... she looks a lot like you and half of your wife." Mr. Nitro said the same thing to father. I don't know if he just wanted to make my father happy or if I am really the union between father and mother's face.
I just remembered, my father once told me about his best friend Nitro Bacter who lives in a remote town and he always sends news to my father via text message in my father's private email inbox.
Well, I saw the picture on my father's computer a year ago. Father once said that Mr. Nitro Bacter is one of the people who care about the condition of the residents in the city of Taron, his hometown. Since my father loved adventure, it was only natural that he received a letter from Mr. Nitro to help him work at the hospital he founded. And my father accepted Mr. Nitro to help him.
According to the news I've heard, the latest news is that one of the doctors here had a tragic accident while he was driving in the border area of Taron and Gwenic. The car he was driving hit a tree and rolled around until it finally fell into a ravine, it took three days and three nights to find the whereabouts of bodies and car wrecks.
At that time, according to local people's stories, he wanted to return to Shite City, because he could no longer serve in Taron. And the people don't want to tell why the doctor ran away. But my father never cared about mystical stories. According to my father, they had a high degree of depression, it was unusual to live in a remote city away from entertainment so they were always hallucinating.