Semua Bab Moon Drip: Bab 1 - Bab 10

In the distant past, a story once emerged about a clan that lived in tranquility and harmony in a hidden village in the deepest heart of an enchanting forest — the clan pleased by Selene, the Moon Goddess. This clan is small and there is nothing special about them. They live with what they have in the abundance of nature and they are contented and very grateful for it. But if there is one quality that pleased the Moon Goddess with them, it is their undying faith in Her.This clan — the Cohens, were pure believers of Selene.Believing that the Moon Goddess gives them grace and protection against the threat of the wild in the forest whenever darkness falls, whenever the moon reaches its prime state, they hold a ceremony to thank and honor Selene for Her light. They dance and sing their gratitude for the Goddess that never fails to reach Her. Because of that, they became special in the eyes of the Goddess and She was very happy with them.Until one night, when the moon had a blue light,

'MAKARI'I even had to take a double look at the digital alarm clock that was sitting on top of my bedside drawer to make sure that my first glance at it when I woke up was correct. I doubted it when I opened the draperies in my room because when I first looked at the time it was only 9 o'clock in the morning but it seemed like 6 in the afternoon outside. That was probably because of the incessant rain and even now the dark sky was still mourning. And because of that, the classes are still suspended.Before going out, I folded my bed first. Besides the fact that there is no one else to do it but me, I also don't have a habit of leaving my bed in a mess. I folded the blankets properly and stacked the four pillows neatly at the head of the bed. After that, I went to the bathroom to do my morning routine. By the time I left my room, I was wearing a checkered white and black sweater, grey jogger pants and bunny-designed black cotton plush wool slippers as footwear. The weather is cold du

'MAKARI'I violently rose from my bed, catching my breath with beads of sweat on my forehead and chest. I opened the lampshade to break the darkness in the four corners of my room. When I glanced at the time on my digital alarm clock it was only a quarter past 5 in the morning.I let out a deep breath before I stood up from my bed. I felt thirsty so I decided to head to the kitchen.Arriving in the kitchen, Mama Amelia was not there, she was probably still sleeping. It's still too early since she usually wakes up in the morning to cook breakfast later than 6.With the glass in hand, I went to our fridge and quietly got some cold water that was just right to wake up my mind and body. I don't know if it's still necessary because a while ago my core woke up because of that dream that visited me. Again.After drinking, I went straight to the veranda. I slowly opened the door and turned on the lights as the dawn was not enough to illuminate the surroundings.I don't even know if I will be

'MAKARI'The unintelligible conversation of a multitude of voices accompanied by the shrill and long sound of the bell ringing was the mutual noise that was trying to wake up my listless body. The first half of class is over and everyone is now heading to the cafeteria for lunch but not me.Instead of going to the place where the food was, I just chose to stay here, sitting as if I had no intention of moving. My arms are on the desk where my bowed head rests."Hmm, Makari? Are you sure you don't want to join us for lunch? We were about to talk about what we can do for our creative project in Arts," said, no doubt, one of my group mates in our art subject, Jenna.Without haste, without life, and without enthusiasm, I raised one of my hands. I don't know if they understood the gesture I made but I think that was enough to convey to them my reply, "No. I don't feel like eating."And I think they do because after I did that, I just heard their footsteps going away and out of the room. I e

'MAKARI'I was early for two reasons. First; to prepare my breakfast before going to school. Now that Mama Amelia's not here, I have to serve myself which is not difficult for me. When did a simple peanut butter sandwich with strawberry jam and a glass of fortified milk become difficult?And the second: to try again to call Mama Amelia to tell her what happened last night.But like last night, I still got no response. She's still out of coverage so I'm just hoping that she'll be here tonight or tomorrow morning. I'm sure nothing bad is happening to her because I know Mama Amelia can handle herself.But one more thing I noticed when I woke up earlier... nothing. I mean nothing unusual. It seems like the neighborhood around the subdivision is just staying the way it is for the six years we've been here. Nothing unusual. There is no presence of anyone who can bring us harm. No evil witch. No wolves. And for me, it is a big relief. Thanks, Selene!My breathing was literally calm and very