I walk and walk and walk.
I walk and walk and walk some more.
I walk and walk and walk out from the village road and into the forest.
I walk and walk and walk in a daze of a dream.
I walk and walk and started to run.
I run and run and run pass the wood, pass the river and back to the village once again.
I run and run and run the smiling visage still plastered on my face as it can not be taken off.
With a smile on my face I run and run and run some more toward the never ending journey of adventure in my dream.
In a daze, in a daydream, musing on every step i left the control of my body to the nature and run with only my spirit toward the bright road, toward the rainbow bridge and toward the unknown place no one ever know.
and before i knew it my body naturally brought me back to a familiar place.
My home.
A simple home for a simple family.
Looking through a window i can see my father tired face as he sat near the hearth.
His ash coloured hair is full of dust and his green eyes can't be seen through from his closed eyes as he was sleeping on the chair
Bang
I opened the door forcefully to wake my father, sleeping can be done at a later time but what i am about to tell me is something that must be done right now
"Haah!!"
Father woke up with a startled face looking left and right before he turned his gaze toward me in all of my glory.
I step inside my home a face full of smile i stared at my father as he looked back at me with a weary eyes.
I took the most amazing pose that i could imagine and shouted .
"FATHER!!!"
Before my father can reply, i shouted my newfound dream.
"I WANT TO BE A REBEL LEADER!!!"
Hearing my passioned declaration my father started to clean his ear with a confused look on his face
"I am sorry son, what did you just said?"
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Old age must have gotten my father hearing. Even though i shouted at him with a clear and passion filled voice he still can't hear me
But worry not father because i your dutiful son will once again declare my newfound dream.
"FATHER, I WANT TO BE A REBEL LEADER!!!"
With a throbbing that i can even heard from a far away father shouted in anger, the familiar voice that i often heard when he scold me.
"WHAT THE FUCK RAI WHEN I JUST WANT TO REST PEACEFULLY YOU JUST WOKE ME UP!!!"
"That is right father, sorry for waking you up just now you can go back to sleep right away." I replied innocently as i started to slowly step back.
"AND WHAT DID YOU SAID JUST NOW!!! YOU WANT TO BECOME A REBEL LEADER? I WANT TO SAY SOMETHING SOOO BADLY BUT I JUST HAVE NO WORD FOR YOU BECAUSE HOW ABSURD NEWFOUND DREAM IS!!"
"Father, please do not shout at your heartbroken son and if you have no word to speak than staying silent is also a good option."
Father face started to morph into something really terrifying for me to describe.
Taking my advice to heart he really didn't say anything not because he has forgiven me but because he was ready to take an action.
As expected of my father he really know his stuff, if you can not speak than just take action because an actions speak louder than a word
Knowing this, I place my hand on my head as a defensive measure
Too bad father i know your usual move, your fist will not reach the top of my head today.
But as i waited and waited with closed eyes, his fist never actually reached the top of my head.
Instead when i opened my eyes what i found was a fist sailing through the air toward my jaw.
"Fuck!!" a curse escaped my mouth.
The old man predicted my move, he knew i will be protecting the top of my head so instead of that he changed his target toward my jaw.
Before i can think of further move his fist found itself landing neatly on his target.
Propelled by my old man beautiful uppercut i was pushed outside the door and straight toward the outside.
As i found myself flying unwillingly, I took a look at the beautiful blue sky along with white cloud and thought.
What the fuck just happen!?
That is the last thing i thought before all thing turn to dark.
...
When i groggily opened my eyes the first thing i saw was a beautiful woman with a red hair talking with my father.
"He is fine you don't have to worry Mr. Edward," the red haired woman said while smiling slightly.
"How could he be healthy? i just punched him hard right on his jaw!" my father asked worriedly.
"Than that just means he is a strong and healthy boy Mr. Edward. Do not worry, the only thing i saw was a little bruise on his jaw, it will be healed in no time at all!" the red haired woman answer my father reassuringly.
I shut my eyes before they can realize that i was awake, it's better to just fake a sleep and pretend to be a patient than facing my father right now.
Before long the conversation between the red haired woman and Edward coming to an end and the red haired woman left the room shortly.
Edward stared at his son, still deep asleep, his son green eyes closed and ashen colored hair rested on a bed. His son inherited much of his appearance from him rather than his mother, maybe the only thing his son inherited from his mother was her wild and chaotic nature.
Thinking of her made Edward grit his teeth. He close his eyes and exhale a tired sigh, looking at his son for one last time, he left the room and closed the door.
...
I open my eyes after i think everyone left the room, i saw a wooden ceiling.
The only reason i could see it was thanks to the light of a moon that shine much brightly than usual today.
Fuck, I mess up today. Shouldn't have said i want to be a rebel leader. Even though i admire him greatly, it doesn't mean that i actually want to be him. What i actually wanted to say to my father was that i want to go on adventure.
In a daze, akin to a drunken state, I actually told him the first thing that came to my mind.
And what a disaster that turned out to be.
"Haaaah" I frustratingly exhale.
Thinking any further than this will only get me nowhere, so it is better to just go to sleep than thinking of what if situation that will only make me drown in a swamp of regret. So, once again i close my eyes and succumbed to sleep.
