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“I’m adopting her I guess.” I said. “Wait that’s illegal. What if the
general finds out about it?” “As long as all of us keep our mouths shut,
we’re fine.” I calmly replied.
As time slowly ticks away, the relationship between us grew closer
and closer as I discovered the spiritual treasures in her daily life. I gave
her the name “Hina”. Hina would sneak under my blanket each night.
We would devour each meal together ravenously. Lifting her off her
armpits and giving her a piggy-back ride along the streets became my
daily routine every night. And of course, her smile. She would always
display her charming and compassionate smile to me, even in the darkest
of times. Every time I looked at her, I felt as if I was a dad of a gorgeous,
attractive and alluring girl.
One day when I was perching in front of a campfire, Hina bounced
and hopped up-and-down to me. “Guja!(Daddy)”, she enunciated at the
top of her lungs. “Holy cow you knew how to speak Infernish already!” I
amplified my voice. “Kjbas(Well Done)”, I proudly replied after.
Everyone in the army adored Hina as well. She exuded a vivacious
charm that lifted every soul in us. With all the energy and spirit, we fought
the Harkodians ferociously. After a fortnight of bloody combat, the statue
of victory and justice stood triumphantly on our side. Alheim had finally
retained their sovereignty and liberty.
The commotion is finally put to an end and it is time for home, but
there’s one last important thing I had to do. I reluctantly approached my
general.
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“No! Aren’t the rules clear enough? You only have one option right
now, which is, leave her.” General MacArthur angrily reproached me.
My delicate heart was shattered into pieces, feelings of helplessness
mixed with resentment were written all over my face. My eyes started
to tear up, and my heartbeats became uncontrollable. I blinked my eyes
profusely, struggling to keep myself from crying.
In the end, we sent her to a local orphanage. When I let go of her
hands, my emotions finally broke down. The lump in my throat started to
build up. Tears started to well up in my eyes, streaming down my face like
a never-ending waterfall.
“Bah Bai(Bye Bye)” I stuttered between my words.
Fast-forward to twenty years later, someone rang my doorbell
while I was lying on my sofa watching a TV show. A young woman with
long blonde hair in a velvet dress was standing outside my door. Her eyes
radiated a sense of anticipation and excitement.
“Guja.” A strange yet familiar voice propagated into my ears.
Then, we embraced very tightly, very tightly.
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