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The soft wind blowing thru her, making her hair flowing along. The sky is blueish, clear and beautiful. Her mind is blank, staring around the golden barley field where she is standing alone in the middle of it.
The serene surrounding make her heart feels calm, free from any thought, like the sweet escape for her chaos mind. She is closing her eyes, feeling the wind and natural sound.
Is she in heaven?
She quickly open her eyes, scanning again her surrounding. She still alone.
She is walking slowly in the sea of barley plants trying to find the way out.
Why she is here?
Her white chiffon long dress that she wears making her hard to stroll the way, she pick it up her skirt up to her knees and start jogging to the end of the field.
She can see the big tree at the end making her running faster to it unconsciously. There's swing hanging from the tree.
Once her feet touched the green grass out from the golden barley field, her step became faster to that tree. She's not sure why but she's excited to ride that swing.
She's arrived at the tree, panting hard because of the eager runs but she is smiling widely when touch the swing rope covered by small yellow flower.
This is must be heaven.
She quickly sitting on it and push the ground with her bare foots. The swing swaying slowly bringing her body to the air, she is giggling happily like five years old child. The swing keep higher everytime, she let her body follow the rhythm while humming the unsure notes showing how happy she is.
The sudden push from the back making her jolting on her seat. She turning her head to see what the creature that touch her back. There's a man, standing there in white shirt. His dark deep eyes staring at her intently as she getting closer to him by the swing. He is so tall, handsome as hell. His hair wavy in mess but still managed look stunning.
Is he a angel?
Her swing keep swinging, making her getting close and far back from him. She was paralysed from any moves before her feet touch the ground back pulling her eyes from him. She's standing instantly from the swing still backing him, contemplating either to turn around or running from him.
She can hear the step getting closer to her, she hesitating but still turning around to him. He still staring at her without words.
Her tongue tied, she just staring back at him. She actually curious who is he? Why he is here? but nothing come out from her mouth.
That man mimicking something with his mouth but she hear nothing. She getting closer to him try to listen what he trying to deliver to her but still nothing.
