Flash Fiction

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I could already feel some sweat dripping down on my forehead. I can see the sun rays on the leaves 

of the trees. It’s already 10:00 am in the morning. It is a special day!    

I am walking at the park as usual, wearing a leggings, loose white t-shirt and a sneaker. “Let’s just go home. 

I’m tired” here we go again, his lines when he is getting annoyed.  

“You know that I hate this so much, you’re lucky that I love you” yes I am.        

“Are you still not used to it?” using my sweet voice while blinking my eyes.         

“Strawberry Mango? Large? One? What else?” turning my head at my back. There, I saw Manang 

preparing their usual order, a large size of Milk Tea Strawberry Mango flavor. Hmmm yummy! They here! 

“I know that look Leil” Primrose obviously disgusted. I just frowned and looked around, keeping myself not to cry again.        

Cling! Cling! Cling! Finally he’s here together with---              

Toulouse came to me and kissed me on my cheeks! Arghh this! But I love it anyways!  

“Hi Buddy, how are you? I missed you” hugged him tightly.  

“How many times did I tell you to stay away from him?” Primrose is mad again.           

He is always acting like this whenever Toulouse and I get closed.      

“I’ll take you home now, Leil!I am right that you always come here for this reason, only for this”. 

Even against in my own will, I gave up because he's upset and this is what I don't want and am terrified of.      

However, from the corner of me eyes, I saw what I am looking for. Our eyes met.      

There was a glimpse of longing and confusion, I don’t know. I cannot explain, maybe it's just on me.           

But it’s always been like this. I feel like we’ve known each other for a long time, but that is impossible 

because we’ve never met before, not even in our entire lives.               

I tried to smiled and waved but he suddenly looked away. Nothing has changed—he constantly ignores 

me in that way.       

“Just a moment Primrose! Just let me be with Toulouse at least for a while.” I begged. “You know you 

can’t. You don’t know him, he might just bite you” he protested.        

“No, he is not what you think. He is so adorable, can’t you see? Awww it’s so cute” I giggled. Can’t stop 

myself from admiring Toulouse—fat and furry white dog.    

“Using that dog as your alibi huh?” he said. “How about you, making excuses for me to stay away? 

as tears poured.                                  

I ran as fast as I can. I left Primrose, he stunned and cannot believe that I got him scolded for the first time. 

After all, this is just a superficial. But why I am still unable to see Toulouse? What’s the matter? Did I do something?                 

Coming home straight to my room. I opened my cabinet looking for 

something. Here you are, my small box! 

"Sirius the wizard" is written on the front in the Aquarette font style.  I hadn’t even opened it yet my 

eyes started to watering, which ended of sobbing.         

“He really looks like him” looking at the pictures I was keeping within this small box. “I miss you so much” closed eyes while murmuring.            

Memories of past suddenly flashed into my mind. “I want you to be happy, you should always be happy” 

He tried to reach for my trembling hands, but it was not enough because they were too weak. “Of course I am. 

I am happy look!” stretching my lips for a smile.       

“Why do you have to leave?” as tears begin to flow again. I spent the entire day of crying. Arghhh I hate 

this but I don’t want Sirius to leave! “I will be back. I promise”.    

“Don't worry, it will be over soon. I could even show up tomorrow”. I cried even more because I didn't 

think it would be the last, that's how quickly my toddler heart can believed.  

“Where are you Sirius? When are you coming back? I am still waiting”.

I'm speaking through the photographs of him that I got from my mother.           

Many years have been passed yet still have no trace of you. I always go to Mang Raoul whenever I miss you. Even Toulouse, his dog is close to me. Primrose is upset, but I choose to ignore it because I want to see 

Mang Raoul. Even though he doesn't notice me, maybe he thought that I am crazy.    

I stayed in the park because I believed that he might actually be you. I even considered the possibility that you were twins. But since he is different, it is impossible.    

He has own family, a very big family. The reason why he is currently living here, to earn, since he is not from this town.                      

They all hate you Mama, Primrose and Ate Thraia, but not me because I believe that everyone has a reason. 

So I'm hoping you will come back like you said you would before.       

Even if there is no guarantee and even if I am unsure of your whereabouts, I will wait whatever long it takes. Dad, I'll still wait whether you're alive or not. Even in the afterlife.               

I hope next time it's not your photo that I'm talking to.          

I'm not just looking your old images; the next time, there will be two of us in the photograph.