In the end, I didn't make any friends. I know sometimes my attitude is not good, I realize, it's just that when I meet people I don't like, I immediately get into an attitude that I never wanted. Every time I think about it, I get frustrated. Even though getting to know someone early is not a problem, it could be that Galter did know, but if you come back again, it will be embarrassing for me.
"Yes? Hello?"
I received a call, from an unknown person. Time and time again I said 'hello' but there wasn't any answer. So I turned off the call, but the number kept calling me non-stop, and every time I picked it up the same, there was no response. So I saved the number and wrote 'madman' in my contract.
"Hello! If you want to talk directly, don't be like this, disturbing you know!"
After I said that, the call from the lunatic didn't come in anymore. How can a lunatic get my number? I don't give my number to random people.
There is nothing else I can do here, the more confused the things that just happened. I didn't know, so I decided to go back. On the way back, I accidentally ran into a grandmother holding a lot of things. Please, I'm not in a hurry to go home anyway.
"Excuse me, grandma, here I help. Where is Grandma's house ?" I asked taking the initiative myself even though people looked at me with different views. There is nothing wrong with helping the old grandma deliver her things.
"Ouch good girl. Thank you, Grandma's house near the river in the forest. It's okay to help Grandma? It's a long distance," grandma said, looking sung. Going into the woods, it's something I want to do if I make friends because grandpa always forbids me to go in alone, but this doesn't matter, right? I'm just helping an old grandmother who is in trouble.
"It's okay Grandma. Here the stuff is put on my bike, as we walk slowly," I said already getting off the bike and carrying grandma's groceries on my bike. We walked together, and grandma told me about her family. It was his son who left wandering and settled in his overseas place, and there was no news of his return.
I'm concerned, this grandma's life is not very happy. Her family left her, and after the death of her husband, she lived alone in the forest. The reason for not leaving there, was because the house in the forest had warm memories that could not be forgotten. Hearing that story, I was sad but the thing I could say was 'yes' because I didn't know what to respond to. This trip was a bit awkward, especially since this grandma walked slowly, with her legs starting to hurt.
Time feels very slow, or just because I walked very slowly together with this grandma. If I could, I would like to just piggyback on this grandma behind my bicycle, but I was afraid of falling and making the condition worse. I should have just ignored it and gone home casually.
Imperceptibly, when it came to the old grandma's house, it was already afternoon. The road is really slow, like a turtle. I helped put things in and looked at the antiques in this house. No wonder the old grandma is unwilling to sell this house. I could feel the warm memories that were meant to be. A love story with her husband, then another happiness that accompanies them.
"Thank you so much. Please sit down first, Grandma makes tea," said the old grandma taking the initiative by directly making tea without listening to my answer.
I'm not tired at all if I walk at a slow speed I enjoy it. The problem is that it is almost night now, and it will be very dangerous for me to pass through the forest at night. Grandpa tried hard to keep me from approaching the forest, and now I am in the middle of the forest. I didn't expect that there was a house in the middle of the forest. But because grandma's intentions are already good, so I waited, waiting for the old grandma to bring me tea and snacks.
While waiting for me to walk around for a moment, looking at an old photo frame with a photo that is still black and white. Classic, I like things related to that word. It feels like it's just more precious classic stuff, more valuable, more stories as well contained in it.
Without me knowing it, it's night now. The old grandma offered me to stay at her house, but it was clean hard to go home now, or grandpa would scold me for this is the second time in this month that I have gone home at night.
"Here, a gift for you kid," said the old grandma giving me a kind of mirror, oh it turned out to be a powder with a mirror inside, it looks classic, I like this powder.
"Thank you."
"Use it well."
I don't understand the intention of using it well, of course, I will use the powder well on my face. But the old grandma's expression when she said it just now, it can be seen that her eyebrows are raised, and her face is a little weird when she raises her eyebrows.
On the way back, I was really in the woods, going in too far into the forest. There was only lighting from my bike, and it didn't come out of the trail that was here. A strange voice began to sound, a howling sound. Is it possible that wolves are inhabiting this forest? There are more wild animals. I ventured myself, fantasizing that it was still bright now, with the sun shining brightly.
"Wow, wow, who would have thought that I found a little girl who was alone in the forest? Hm, looking at your face, clothes, and body shape, you fit what I'm looking for very well." There appeared a villain in front of me, he was holding a knife in his hand, which made me very vigilant.
His words were already obviously leading to something bad, I slowly stepped back. But the bad guys came forward more and more and managed to hold my tanga, pointing a knife at me to keep me quiet.
"Let me go! You ugly villain!" I shouted trying to break free.
"Shut up! Or you'll get a scar on your face! Shut up and follow me!" he insisted pointing a knife at me, which made me unable to do anything.
I went with it because I surrendered, my life could have been lost if I did other things. I'm not good at martial arts, and now I'm scared to death if only I can't return to the castle. How will grandpa respond to this? I was scared, very scared, and the person that came to my mind was my father who suddenly came and beat up this bad guy, unfortunately, nothing happened and I got deeper and deeper into the forest. I even forgot about the path, the road was no longer visible, and my bicycle just lay down in the middle of nowhere.
"Sweet girl, do you have a family?" the bad guy asked. It's obvious that everyone has a family, still asking.
"You fool!" I shouted unable to bear it and squirmed to break free, but accidentally the knife that had been re-stored scratched my hand until it was bleeding.