Chapitre 4: Like Coming Out of a Fairy Tale
I'm cold here, the water just now is really cold. Hurrying up, I went back inside, grandpa this time together with nurse Dory who checked his state. Recently, nurse Dory always comes every time to check on grandpa's condition, even though grandpa looks fine. Well, it's good that nurse Dory does her job, because if she's messy I won't stand still.
"My goodness Miss, why is it so wet? Let's change Miss's clothes."
I changed my clothes, and the wet clothes just now were taken over by this housekeeper. The plan was that I wanted to take a leisurely walk in grandpa's garden, instead I met a strange person who ran very fast. But, grandpa never let random people take care of his garden, and then the child just now, I don't know him at all. Well, I'll ask grandpa later.
Still, that person is too mysterious, what's wrong with his face. I can accept that her face is filled with acne, or the proportions of his face are not so good, but I don't look at a person from their appearance, appearance can be deceiving, just like my mother. I don't care about appearance, good looks are always lying.
"Miss where are you going?" asked aunt Yun, one of the helpers in charge of cleaning up.
"Walk around, I'm bored here. Maybe I can get a friend too," I replied smiling and getting my bike out of the trunk just like yesterday.
I didn't find grandpa anywhere, but at least aunt Yun knew that I was going out. This time I tried to go to the city, although the distance is a bit far from here, but using a bicycle the distance is not so far. The weather is also favorable, not too hot. So I went out, wearing a short sweater, with pants up to my knees. There is no mall here, there is only a necessity store that prepares a lot of things, at a low price of course.
"Make friends, it's hard."
Actually, I have friends, it's just not here, but in the capital. I'll be back soon, but at least I want to make friends here, so at least when I get back here, I can get some holiday stories that can be my essay on composing tasks. So far, I've always written about my grandparents, but nothing about friendships or parents.
Simple city, there are not many tall buildings. After observing the height of the building here, it is average up to the second floor only. The atmosphere is quieter, without many vehicles causing traffic jams. Although it is rare for people to use bicycles here, but most people also walk.
I drive, and bruk! I accidentally hit a passerby. My knees were bleeding, but it was my fault for not being careful. Immediately I stood up and checked his condition. I held his hand, this guy was wearing a mask and a hat, his face was completely invisible.
"You're okay? Is there a wound? I'm sorry," I said frantically, as I had never hit someone before.
He didn't say anything, I tried to check on him and was about to open his hat, there could have been a wound on his head. But instead he held his hat tightly.
"I'm fine, it looks like you got the wound, not me," he retorted seeing my knee bleeding.
The wind blew violently, making his hat fly. He immediately closed his eyes to his forehead with his hands, as if afraid that his face would be exposed. I don't know why I remember the child who was in grandpa's garden, but never mind, I will meet the child again if he does work with grandpa. Although she immediately covered her face, I had a glimpse, her skin was white, very smooth, unlike me, there were some pimples on my face. Mom will be angry to see this pimple.
"What's wrong with your face? Why hide it?" I asked after parking my bike on the side of the road and helping him walk away from the road. Fortunately there was a garden over there, so I took her to sit in the garden. I can see that his legs are a bit limping. He hides that his legs don't hurt, this guy is good.
"My face is ugly," he replied trying to hide his face because his hat had been blown by the wind in the middle of nowhere.
"Are you kidding me? At first glance, I could see the side of the upper face. No really, try to show your face, let me judge it if you really judge your face," I said kindly, and at the same time curious about the reason people hid their faces. Face is a godsend for them.
"Don't! You'll feel like I'm weird. It's best not to look at it, or you'll regret it," he said still trying to hide his face very well. I look like a bully when viewed from the other's sight, especially since he covered his face with both hands, like a frightened person.
But I was faster than he was, I quickly opened the mask he was wearing and saw his face silent not speaking for a few moments. I have never seen a person's face like this, this face is like coming out of a fairy tale alone. The smooth skin, with alluring pink lips, those green eyes, it is very rare for humans to have green eyes, and then a high nose. It seems that this description of mine will not be able to describe how good the shape of his face is.
"I told you, you will regret seeing my face."
"What's your name?" I asked spontaneously. "Let's make friends."
"You are not ashamed to be friends with me? I'm the ugly guy, no one wants to be friends with me," he said in a sad tone.
"Where did it come from? Your face is even as spelled out in the novel, perfect without flaws," I replied taking my phone and revealing his own face.
He seemed to be incredulous in what he saw. Time and time again he held his face, like never seeing his own face. I was astonished by the person who didn't realize his own face. Has he been ridiculed all this time for having such a handsome face. People just envy him.
"What's your name?" I asked once more.
"Galter," he replied by returning my phone. Now Galter smiled confidently with his face. Well, I don't know what he's going through but it's good that he's back in confidence.
"You don't want to ask what my name is?" I asked because Galter didn't ask me back.
"I know who you are. You're the granddaughter of Enzo Cornelius aren't you? Everyone is familiar with the old man, in fact, he often even boasts of his grandson by showing his photos. I recognized you right away because mr. Enzo once dropped a picture of you, and I took it, of course I returned it," Galter replied back to looking normal even though it was like a freak who didn't recognize his face.
"Hahaha, I'm leaving first."
He's a freak, I have to leave before this talk gets longer. Honestly, I don't like someone who knew me first compared to me getting acquainted, it was like talking to a stalker. I'm sorry if my attitude is like this, I've experienced a lot of things like that before, I'm a bit traumatized by what happened in the past.
Cadeaux
-- Cadeau
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Power Stone 
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