WARM SNOWY NIGHT by Juwita Gea
Friday, 12th December 2012, it was 00.00 o’clock. From the dark sky, one by one rain items left the nimbus alone, falling down into the earth, turned into pure white snow, covered all the ground’s surface. At a terrace house, there was seem a white faced little girl, lying weakly over a barrel. The poor little girl without any cape, socks, gauntlels, hat, but just wrapping by thin dress. Little girl, who didn’t have name, parent, family, brother, sister, even enemy. She didn’t have anybody and anything. She was just like a candle in the darkness. Lonely... in this wide world.
The moan of asking help which came out from her cute mouth, didn’t make any change. All kept quiet, all were mute. None wanted to care. None gave a hug. None gave hands. All kept away... went away. Left her alone in her sorrow. In the middle of the muted night, she knelt, convergent at both of her thin, brittle, and weak knee. Her tiny fingers made an unity, formed a beautiful form. Equiping each other, filling the empty area between each fingers. Her downcast eyes were closed. Her small voice didn’t moan anymore, but sang the heavenly song. So melodious. The gentle breeze blown her auburnly thin hair softly. Showed the hidden beauty of hers. And now… There was no little girl again, but a pretty, fresh and warm girl. Praise changed into prayer. A simple prayer which was able to penetrate the Heaven’s door, touched the heart of the Highest Creator. The small girl was not alone anymore. She was talking with a warm faced Guy, who had beautiful eyes, wore pure white clothe, purple showl and had red sign on His palm. Left and right. The Guy was smiling at her and said softly, “Don’t be worry my daughter. I’m with you.”
“Father, I want to go Home. Please permit me.”
“go home? are you sure and firm with your words, dear?”
“yes Father. I miss my Home.”said the little girl firmly.
“Alright My daughter. If you feel ready. Come on... hold My hand.”
The little girl was very happy and then he held the Guy’s hand and hug Him.
“I love You, Father.”
“I love you more, My daughter. I’ve been waiting for this time for along time. I miss you.” He answered while He hug the little girl warmly.
Sunday, 14th December 2012. A little girl was found at a terrace house. She had gone. There was a beautiful and peace smile on her face. She had gone to her Father’s home.
The moan of asking help which came out from her cute mouth, didn’t make any change. All kept quiet, all were mute. None wanted to care. None gave a hug. None gave hands. All kept away... went away. Left her alone in her sorrow. In the middle of the muted night, she knelt, convergent at both of her thin, brittle, and weak knee. Her tiny fingers made an unity, formed a beautiful form. Equiping each other, filling the empty area between each fingers. Her downcast eyes were closed. Her small voice didn’t moan anymore, but sang the heavenly song. So melodious. The gentle breeze blown her auburnly thin hair softly. Showed the hidden beauty of hers. And now… There was no little girl again, but a pretty, fresh and warm girl. Praise changed into prayer. A simple prayer which was able to penetrate the Heaven’s door, touched the heart of the Highest Creator. The small girl was not alone anymore. She was talking with a warm faced Guy, who had beautiful eyes, wore pure white clothe, purple showl and had red sign on His palm. Left and right. The Guy was smiling at her and said softly, “Don’t be worry my daughter. I’m with you.”
“Father, I want to go Home. Please permit me.”
“go home? are you sure and firm with your words, dear?”
“yes Father. I miss my Home.”said the little girl firmly.
“Alright My daughter. If you feel ready. Come on... hold My hand.”
The little girl was very happy and then he held the Guy’s hand and hug Him.
“I love You, Father.”
“I love you more, My daughter. I’ve been waiting for this time for along time. I miss you.” He answered while He hug the little girl warmly.
Sunday, 14th December 2012. A little girl was found at a terrace house. She had gone. There was a beautiful and peace smile on her face. She had gone to her Father’s home.