Somewhere beyond the horizon, away from the peninsula.Love itself will emerge someday.The thoughts of that keep lingers in her head.Being single for 22 years is not cool or that's what she thought.
"Why is it so hard for me to find someone whom I could truly love?"She talks to herself.
Depressing, she turns off the light and darkness starts to roam inside the room. As fast as lighting she pull off her blanket.Immediately she falls asleep. Fade to nothingness, her vision becomes dead.
Away from the reality, closer to the fantasy.The scenery becomes somewhat different, beautiful flowers all around her, freshly bloomed tulips or orchids everywhere. A scent of roses in the air, assaulting her tiny nostrils.
"Utopia? This must be a dream"Firmly believes that, she quickly walks toward an old hut that's not far away from the garden.
Weird enough,the closer she got to the hut, the stronger the scent of the roses. *knock* *knock* she knocks the door.
"Anybody home?" Asking with curiosity.
No answer, frustrated she walks away.A few steps, suddenly a sound of a door opening could be picked up by her eardrums. She look back and yeah the door have been opened. But by who? She could swear that there's no one inside that small worn down hut.
Curiosity kills the cat but ignorance could also kill oneselves.She muster her courage, walks slowly towards the door.Just a few steps more and suddenly she could hear a voice.
"Come on in my lovely princess, we got a very delicious roasted duck for dinner here".
Whose voice is that? Creepy, very scary.The inside couldn't be seen, , It's pitch black even though it's sunny outside. Believing it's only a dream she walks in.
A very handsome young man currently there at the dining table.Greets her with a warm smile. Awkwardness on her face. Not sure whether to reply that or not.He offers the dishes to her but she immediately reject it.
"Isn't this your favourite dish?" The guy with a strong confidence.
How did he knows about that? Who is he? Confusing the girl, a typhoon on her mind.
"Do you have amnesia darling? Do you remember who I am? "
"Who are you? How do you know who I am? How do you know about my favourite? With unsatisfied looks she answers.
With a sour face the guy replied, "Maybe it's not the time yet".
And with that she awakes from her slumber.Full of questions, What is that dream? Just who is that guy?
