Khayalan Mu [ IDEA ]

"Okey. Let it be like this. You said.. once I was a kid I use to fantasizing and played with all my fantasies friends that I created on my own?"

Gadis di hadapannya mengangguk. Matanya bersinar-sinar apabila mendengar kata-kata yang keluar dari mulut Awani.

Awani terdiam. Sungguh, dia sendiri tidak dapat mengingati gerangan gadis di hadapannya. Ahh.. tak penting. Kalau benar sekalipun, perkara itu telah terlalu lama berlalu. Lagipun.. dia sudah dewasa. Imaginasi dan angan seorang gadis kecil tidak penting kini dan tiada keperluan untuk menyambungnya.

Awani berpusing membelakangi gadis itu. Nafas dihela lembut. "Sorry..  Saya tak tahu nak bagi respon apa atau nak kata apa. Honestly, satu pun saya tak ingat. Kalau betul pun, dah tak penting bagi saya. Saya ada komitmen lain yang perlu saya tumpukan.
       Karier saya... Impian saya.. Masa depan saya.. Mustahil saya dapat laksanakan jika saya kekal dengan imaginasi dan fantasi kanak-kanak saya."

Gadis itu terdiam. Mustahil.

        "Tipu!"

Awani hanya diam tidak berkutik.

         "Listen ...err.."

         "Rena."

         "Fine. Listen Rena. Kalau betul saya selalu bermain dengan Rena, saya yakin Rena sangat mengenali diri saya lebih dari diri saya sendiri."

        "Sebab Wani sendiri pun tak pernah tau diri Wani sendiri macam mana." Air mata Rena mulai bertakung.

          "Yup. So you DID know me right? Jadi, adakah Rena rasa saya sedang menipu?"

          Awani menghadap gadis itu kembali. Kedua tangannya memegang pipi gebu gadis dihadapannya. Mata mereka bertentangan.

           Rena terdiam. Mata itu..  Mata yang kosong. Tiada sebarang imaginasi. Tiada sebarang fantasi. Benar. Awani tidak menipu. Dia memegang kedua-dua belah tangan Awani.

           "Tapi.. Wani.. Rena.. kami.. dia..." nafasnya tersekat-sekat. Dia tidak mampu melengkapkan ayatnya.

           "Rena. Just go back to your own world. Go back to the sketch book. I'll promise that I keep you sound and safely."

Awani cuma ingin menjadi seorang manusia normal. Normal iaitu menjalani kehidupan yang biasa tanpa sebarang masalah luar biasa. Namun kemunculan Rena memaksanya mengingati memori gelapnya yang telah lama dilupakan.

          "Wani, dia sangat perlukan pertolongan awak! Tolong bantu dia! Dia...dia..."

          "Siapa dia, Rena?"

           Persoalan. Siapa 'dia' yang Rena maksudkan? Kenapa dengan 'dia'? Kenapa dia yang kena tolong 'dia'?

          'Wani sukaaaaaa sangat dekat 'dia'!'

          Memori yang dilupakan kembali satu persatu seperti kepingan puzzle yang dicantum. 'Dia' ialah orang yang dikasihi tetapi paling ingin dilupakan.

         "Macam mana Rena boleh keluar dari sketch book, ye?"- Awani

         "Sebab Wani. Rena dengar suara Wani ... tapi tak jelas. Bila Rena cari Wani tengok Wani dah besar. Dah cantik. Tak macam waktu Wani kecil. Sememeh dengan hingus yang lap dekat baju." - Rena

        Renaaaaa!

Tears In The Sea

"Nope, it's okay. I don't feel like to play something right now. I just want to wandering near the seashore tonight." 

         Lyca went out after refuses an invitation from her friends to play a Truth or Dare game. She walk along the shore with her blue-anglaise dress with sandals in her left hands.The night sky were so beautiful with starry sky. Plus with the ocean breeze blew her wavy brunette hair, it is enough to make Lyca enjoy her time in the night shore. She really love this vacation, the place is so awesome. 

       After a minute walking, Lyca stops her step near a pile of stones. She sit on one the stone and face the night sea. A moment past and her tears suddenly burst. 'I couldn't take this anymore,' she said to herself, mumbling in her sorrow voices. 

'Everything I had planned already messed up before I knew it!' Lyca add. 

"What had you plan about?" a voice asking.

       "Reynade! It is about Reynade!" Lyca answering. "Whose that guy? Your boyfriend?" the voices ask again. Lyca shook her head. 

"He's my crush. I plan to confess my feeling for him but then I know that he's getting engaged."

         "How did you know about this Reynade guy?" the voice keep asking. "I meet him at my first day I moved to Glytane High School in Grade 8. He saved me from Madam Lourgines mad dog and then help me to get my classroom." Lyca let a light giggles. Remember it will always make her laugh. 

            Lyca wipe her tears. 'What a relief to let the tense out,' and suddenly realizes. 'Whose voice's was it?!' Could it be a ghost? Or a thief? To be worst, could it be... a pervert? 

"Something wrong?" Lyca freeze. Oh no, it's the voice! Slowly, Lyca turn her face slowly.

          An image burn to her eyes. Such a fine man with a long white hair is sitting behind her, wearing only his long pants. 

         Wa..wa..wait! Without shirt!

         "Help me! Pervert!" Lyca dash leaving the man alone. 

At the homestay...

"Lyca!Hey, Lyca! You okay?" 

[to be continued]

Pendamai Jiwa Psiko 2 [ Edited ]

"Mira tak nak balik?" 

       Haikal merenung wajah kecil disebelahnya. Amira tunduk. Tangannya mengusap bulu-bulu merah Leo yang tidur di pangkuannya. Cis kau Leo, dah kenyang suka jiwa je tidur.

        Memahami diri gadis kecil itu, Haikal bersuara. 

"Mira ada masalah dengan mama dan papa ye?" 

       Diam lagi. Betullah tu.

       Haikal mengangkat Leo yang tidur di pangkuan Amira lantass memasukkan ke dalam sangkar kecil yang diletakkan di tengah ruang tamunya. Amira hanya kaku membisu sebelum Haikal mencapai tangannya. 

"Jom, doktor hantar Amira balik."

      Usai mengunci rumah kondominium miliknya, dia melangkah turun sambil memimpin tangan kecil Amira. 

Pendamai Jiwa Psiko 1

"Polis telah mengesahkan bahawa mayat mangsa wanita yang ditemui tiga hari lepas adalah angkara pembunuh yang sama yang telah meragut nyawa 10 orang wanita sejak setahun yang lalu, yang dinamakan oleh pihak polis sebagai Pembunuh Gersang. Menurut siasatan polis, kesemua 11 orang mangsa, termasuk mangsa yang terkini, selain merupakan pelacur, mereka turut dibunuh dengan cara yang sama iaitu dengan mata yang ditutup dan bahagian vagina mereka dirobek dengan kejam dengan senjata tajam yang masih belum ditemui oleh pihak polis. Hasil pencarian, pihak polis tidak menemui sebarang bukti di tempat kejadian. Walaubagaimanapun.....-tuuuuuuut- " 

"Apa ni Liaaa!! Aku tengah tengok berita kut!"
      Umai memasamkan muka. Mana taknya, orang tengah dok khusyuk melayan dia boleh selamba badak sumbu laut tukar siarang. Memang cara bala namanya.
"Ala kau ni Mai, asyik kau je dok conquer tv tu. Aku pun nak tengok juga. Hah.. daripada kau duk melayan muka pembaca berita yang tak ada perasaan tu baiklah kau tengok ni.. Runningman. Hah, baru best. Tengok Kwang Soo tu, comel apa.."
        Alia buat muka comel, saja nak tayang kesian kat kawan. Umai pula masih dengan muka masamnya padahal  dah melayan kelaut Runningman tu.
         Waktu-waktu macam ni jelah mereka berdua ni ada masa nak melayan tv. Mana taknya, selalu pelanggan di Restaurant MademouTon ini penuh, tapi hari ini agak lenggang sedikit.
''Hah, curi tulang lagilah tu!"
          Sergahan garang bini harimau membuatkan kedua anak gadis itu berdiri sepantas kilat mendapatkan satu sama lain, berdiri tegak siap dengan tabiknya ala-ala tentera lagi tau.
"Maaf Kak Ton, bukan kami curi  tulang Kak Ton." balas Alia.
"Habis tu, korang buat apa sekarang ni? Makan tulang?! Mana semua pelanggan aku?!" Mak oi, suara macam petir.
"Tak tahu Kak Ton." Alia ni bab jawab-menjawab memang dialah juaranya.Umai pulak dok berselawat dalam hati semoga dipanjangkan nyawa.
"Apa?"
"A..err... ..." tak sempat Alia membina ayat dia kena sergah lagi.
"Macam mana boleh tak tahu?!!"
"Er.. Kak Ton, Kak Ton dah tengok berita tak hari ni?"  Alia cuba alih siaran.
"Kau jangan nak ubah tajuk." amaran dikeluarkan, kipas ditangannya diajukan ke batang hidung Alia.
"Eh, mana ada Kak Ton. Kalau Kak  Ton nak tau..." Alia menurukan tabiknya seraya memegang lembut bahu Kak Ton menyuruhnya duduk. Matanya pula cepat memberikan arahan kepada Umai agar mencapai surat khabar Metro di meja pelanggan yang mereka duduk tadi. Terus sahaja tangan Alia melakukan kerjanya apabila menyambut huluran Umai.
"Haaa.. inilah angkaranya kenapa hari ni pelanggan Kak Ton tak ramai..."
             Mata Kak Ton bulat mengikut rentak tangan Alia yang sedang menunjukkan tajuk utama pada hari ini.
     LAGI PELACUR DIBUNUH KEJAM!
Bukanlah tajuk angkara mata Kak Ton membesar sebegitu rupa tapi lokasi pembunuhan. Mana taknya, hanya beberapa bangunan dari kedainya!!
    Keluhan berat dilepaskan. Alia dan Umai menarik nafas lega.
"Apalah nak jadi dengan dunia sekarang.. bunuh sana sini. Dahlah tempat aku cari rezki pula tu. Kalau ye pun kau nak bunuh, pergilah bunuh tempat lain. Ini tempat makan juga yang kau nak.."
      Tangan kanan mengipas manakala tangan kirinya memicit-micit dahinya, "Sabar banyak-banyak Kak Ton.." kedua-dua anak gadis itu memicit-micit bahu dan lengan Kak Ton, lagak  gayanya seperti seorang taukeh Ah Long.
"Umai.."panggil Kak Ton, dengan nada yang lembut.
"Ye Kak Ton..." lembut juga jawab si Umai.
"Lia.."
"Saya Kak Ton..."
"Malam ni kita tutup awal ye... Kak Ton tak sanggup nak balik lewat sangat malam ni. risau sebenarnya ni.. terutama dengan kau orang berdua. Takut-takut ada lagi kes susah kita."
       Kedua-dua mereka mengangguk. Sudah makan dengan sikap Kak Ton yang tak menentu. Kejap marah, kejap prihatin, kejap sedih,kejap berkasih sayang.. aduhai Kak Ton.. Hormon tak menentu agaknya.

"LIAA.. akak kena balik dulu. Suami akak dah sampai dah ni. Umai mana?"

       "Umai dah balik dah Kak Ton, abah dia sampai lima belas minit lepas." Lia menerukan kerja-kerja mengikat plastik sampah tanpa melihat ke arah Kak Ton.

        "La\, yeke. Hish budak ni. Lia dah siap kerja ke? Akak nak tutup dah ni." Kak Ton kini berada di belakang Alia.

         "Akak baliklah dulu.  Nanti Lia tutupkan sebab sampah ni tak buang lagi." Alia bangun dan menghadap Kak Ton. "Yelah, kau jangan balik lambat sangat. Make sure lagi 20 minit RM dah tutup tau." Kak Ton setelah menyerahkan kunci dan berangkat pulang. 

          Usai melakukan tugasnya, Alia terus mengunci pintu utama sebelum melangkah pergi meninggalkan RM  (Restoran MademouTon). Di suatu lorong yang memisahkan dua bangunan, Alia berhenti.Kejadian empat hari lepas kembali ke ingatannya. Ya, dia menjadi saksi pembunuhan tersebut tanpa sengaja. Namun dia tidak menunjukkan dirinya apabila diminta oleh pihak polis. Ayat yang dikeluarkan oleh pembaca berita petang tadi turut terngiang di mindanya. 

             Hasil pencarian, pihak polis tidak menemui sebarang bukti di tempat kejadian.

Senyuman sinis terpamer di wajahnya. 'Mana mungkin mereka akan jumpa, sebab bukti itu di sini.'

            Alia memegang erat pergelangan kanannya. Seutas rantai haiwan telah diubah suai menjadi gelang di pergelangan kanannya. Tertera tiga abjad di besi rantai itu, LEO, mungkin sekali itu nama haiwannya, entahkan kucing entahkan anjing, atau mungkin haiwan lain seperti...  burung atau arnab mungkin? 

            'Nasib baik aku jumpa dulu, kalau tidak mesti dia dah ditangkap.' Sebuah kucupan lembut hinggap di aksesori tersebut sebelum dia kembali melangkah, menuju ke tempat yang membenarkan dia lena.

'TAK guna! Mana dia? Mana dia? Mana dia?!' 

           Haikal menaburkan isi begnya ke atas tilam empuk miliknya. Sudah serata tempat dia mencari namun masih tidak menemuinya lagi. 
Kreeeet...
 Bunyi kuakan pintu mengejutkannya. Dari kaca matanya, dia melihat susuk tubuh kecil mengintai dirinya.
 "Dok..Doktor?"
            Haikal menghembus nafas lembut. Segera dia merapati kanak-kanak tersebut. 
"Ye Amira, nak apa sayang?"
           Memaut bahu anak kecil itu, dia lantas membawa gadis kecil itu keluar. 
"Leo nak makan, tapi makanan dia dah habis." 
            Amira menunjukkan bekas makanan Leo yang kosong lantas berlari ke arah burung kakaktua yang hinggap di sofa ruang tamu. 
"Mira. Mira. Nak makan. Nak makan. Lapar. Lapar. Lapar." Hish burung ni, kalau pasal makan memang ingat aje.
"Kau ni pasal makan nombor satu. Mentang-mentang Mira ada."  Haikal menyekeh kepala kecil Leo. 
            

Food Poisoning ?!!

Assalamualaikum ReaDers,, amacam semalam? Seronok sambut Hari Kemerdekaan?? Moga-moga seronok lah hendaknya ye. Ha.. tapi dalam seronok meraikan hari kebanggaan kita tu, jangan lah pula lupa diri. 

Lupa diri? Ye lah. Celeberation sana-sini. Pelbagai juadah dihidangkan. Dah macam food festival pula dah. Lepas tu nanti, banyak makanan terbazir. 

Berbeza dengan aku... Sebab tak nak makanan tu dibazirkan.. aku makan makan dan makan dan akhirnya malam 31 Ogos 2015 aku ada kat dalam kereta dalam perjalanan pulang ke rumah dari asrama kerana keracunan makanan. 

 

Kisahnya bermula pada hari Sabtu yang bertarikh 29 Ogos 2015 . . .

Kami (yang satu sekolah ni )yang terlibat dengan perbarisan Kemerdekaan berkumpul di kantin untuk bersarapan.  OK. actually kat sini dah ada unsur makanan tercemar. Tapi ntah lidah aku ni susah nak perasan. Aku makan jelah,, tapi kalau aku betul,, sebenarnya nasi goreng tu ok je.. Tak tahulah kalau dia sebenarnya bukan lembik macam tu .  

Then,, rehearsel.. dah habis,, aku dengan  beberapa orang yang terpilih pergilah ambil makanan yang disediakan.. Jeng jeng jeng! Nasi putih + ayam masak merah + salad + telur dadar.Dalam bas, lepas haus dah hilang aku pun mula la buka bekas makanan untuk makan, bau semua ok lazat, makan je aku rasa telur dadar tu semacam, Ingatkan memang rasa dia macam tu, aku aku pun teruskan makan. 

Balik asrama, aiyoyoyo ... makanan mak cik kantin untuk tengahari ~ -,- 

Fine. Dahlah makanan untuk rehearsel tadi ada lagi. Tambah lagi makanan mak cik kantin .. alahai~

ok. Balik dorm, makan lagi. Lepas makan, buat kerja sikit, aku tidur. 

Petang tu bangun, bersihkan badan sikit, lapar, makan lagi. Ok, this time aku rasa teluar dadar yang aku makan tu mmang dah tak elok. aku tak taulah macam mana aku boleh tak sedar. Mengingatkan balik aku rasa nak muntah.   ok. Waktu tu, baru la makanan tengahari makcik kantin sampai ke tangan aku. Tapi sebab dah rasa 'kenyang', maka aku pun simpan lagi makanan. Walhal makanan dalam dorm aku (aku jadikan dorm aku tempat simpan makanan budak2) dah ade 2 kotak.

Ok. Malamnye tu. Tambah lagi 3 kotak makanan sampai kat tangan aku.ni  Ini semua adalah makanan untuk makan malam, minum malam dan minum petang. Tapi disebabkan tak larat nak bawak naik dorm, makan malam tu, ada (ramai) jugaklah yang tak amek. Aku pun masukkan dalam kotak yang kecil sikit dan ... terpaksa parkingkannya secara terus di sebelah tong sampah besar. And the night, baru je nak mula buat kerja, perut aku dah makin meragam. Tak tahan, aku baring.

Dan sepanjang malam tu, aku asyik terjaga ke tandas untuk muntah2 dan aku dah start demam. Mujurlah ade Ain Batrisyia, dormmate aku, sedikit sebanyak dia tolong jaga aku and call kan family aku. Esoknya cikgu aku bawa aku dan seorang lagi junior aku ke klinik ... dan hasil .. 'Aiyoo.. adik dah kene food poisoning~" agak dah.

Tu yang doktor laki tu cakap. Dia Islam. Tapi aku pun memule ingt dia bangla. Lepas terima injection di gluteus, aku balik asrama balik. So on malam tu demam aku pun tak kebah2, Ain lah yang call kan family aku malam 31 tu . 

And malam seterusnya pula, walid dengan umi pula yang bawa aku ke hospital. Semua ini gara-gara aku asyik muntah-muntah, cirit-birit dan semua yang aku makan termasuk ubat taknak masuk perut. Check itu, check ini.  Masuk air. Blood test. Lama wooo. Aku takut kene tahan wad je. ( Walaupun sebenarnya aku memang nak) 

Alhamdulillah, tak kene tahan wad. Dapat MC 2 hari, ubat lagi, blablabla... 

Waktu ni syukur la sebab kalau aku kena tahan wad macam2 masalah woo. Sabtu ni aku ade pertandingan kat putrajaya dan ahadnya pula ada pertandingan Choral Speaking. Lepas Sodium Chloride dimasukkan ke badan aku, Alhamdulillah aku beransur pulih.  Walaupun ade sikit lagi tanda-tanda food poisoning dalam diri ni... 

Maka, kesimpulanannya, aku mula fobia dengan telur especially telur dadar   Jangan makan banyak sangat. Kenali makanan anda. Sekian,

Wallahua'alam. 

Gengster Si Imam Muda part 1

"Terima kasih, dik. Saya beli ya."

          Sebuah senyuman diukir ikhlas. Pembayaran telah dibuat lalu Hakimi melangkah keluar bersama sebungkus beg plastik kecil di tangan kanannya. Hujan lebat masih tidak menandakan sebarang peubahan untuk hujan berhenti.

           Hakimi berjalan sepanjang deretan kedai-kedai untuk mengelakkan dirinya basah disimbahi air hujan. Tut..tut..tut... Tangannya menyeluk poket kiri baju sejuk yang dipakai. 

            Satu pangilan tidak dijawab.

             01X-XXXXXXX

'Pa'an' gumamnya tatkala nombor itu meniti bibir. Butang hijau ditekan sementara kaki terus melangkah menuju ke tempat letak kereta. 

            Setibanya di sebuah lorong, panggilan itu di sambut.

            "Assalamualaikum. Pa'an, kenapa..." tidak sempat ayat dihabiskan telefonnya terlepas dari genggaman. 

             Hakimi yang terkejut terus beristighfar seraya menoleh ke kanannya. Sekumpulan lelaki berpakaian gelap beserta cermin mata gelap berjalan di sebelahnya tanpa sedikit pun menoleh mahupun meminta maaf daripadanya. Dia membongkokkan badannya untuk mengambil telefon yang terjatuh. Mujurlah telefon cikainya itu kalis air, kalau tidak, masak dia hendak mengumpul duit untuk membeli telefon baru.

                Uhuk! Uhuk! Urgh!!

              Hakimi terkaku. Dia seperti mendengar suara orang batuk. Kiri kana depan belakang ditoleh. Mencari dari mana arah datangnya suara itu. Lelaki itu memasang telinga. 

               Errrgh! 

              Matanya memandang suatu arah. Timbunan sampah sarap. Namun dia tidak melihat walau satu pun bayang-bayang manusia. Memikirkan mungkin itu sekadar imaginasinya, Hakimi bersedia bergerak lebih maju. Namun sekali lagi kakinya kaku apabila melihat beberapa plastik sampah bergerak-gerak. 

               

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Perlahan-lahan Hakimi membaringkan tubuh itu di atas katil. Berdasarkan rupa paras sahaja dapatlah Hakimi meneka bahawa yang dibaringkan tadi ialah lelaki berdasarkan rupa parasnya. Lelaki yang lebih kecil sedikit daripadanya. Dia merasa dahinya, panas, dan turut terdapa beberapa kesan lembam dan luka-luka kecil di tubuh yang kecil sedikit daripadanya itu. 

              "Ha..ha..ha..." pemilik suara itu mendesah. Hakimi merumuskan bahawa orang yang berada di atas katilnya itu sedang menahan kesakitan yang amat. 

              Melihat pakaian si pesakit dihadapannya itu basah, Hakimi segera mendapatkan pakaian kering. Kemudian bersedia untuk menukarkan pakaian lelaki itu. Tangannya yang laju hendak menukarkan pakaian lelaki itu tiba-tiba terhenti. 

               Rasa ragu-ragu muncul di benak hatinya. Setelah menarik nafas dan meyakinkan diri bahawa tiada apa yang perlu di risaukan, tangannya ingin kembali menyalinkan pakaian. Namun belum sempat tangannya menyentuh mana-mana tubuh kecil itu, Hakimi terkejut gara-gara tangannya ditahan oleh lelaki yang menjadi pesakit tak rasminya itu. 

              "Apa .. yang.. kau.. nak.. buat?" suara itu kedengaran perlahan. 

              Hakimi cuba menenangkan diri. Mencari ayat yang sesuai.

             "Pakaian kau basah bro. Biar aku salinkan. Okey?"

              Lelaki itu terus menepis kuat tangan Hakimi apabila ayat iu keluar daripada mulutnya. Hakimi kaget sebentar.

             "Bro, kau okey tak ni?" 

             "It'sokay. Aku boleh salin sendiri." jawabnya dingin. 

              "Tapi badan kau..." Hakimi mencelah.

            "Aku boleh salin sendiri, aku  tak suka orang pegang aku tanpa keperluan."payah namun tetap juga dikatakan tegas. 

               "Fine, kau salinlah dulu. Aku buatkan kau makanan sikit sebelum makan ubat."

          

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The Lost Memory

This is another short story from me (: 

Inspired by 'Titanic'. Which part? Not the Rose and Jack part okay.

It was the part where the titanic is sinking, the part which had the band who play music the dinner for the first class people. >.<

Enjoy!

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He tries as hard as he can to swim. But it is useless. he has lose his strength. he cannot do anything, but sinks down deeper into the sea. He totally loses his breath.

It feels like a dream. The cold sea water that surrounds him slowly become warm. He hears some voices. But before he blacks out, that is the last thing he remembers before his eyes close.

For some time, he thinks that he is already dies. But the feel of the warm touch on his forehead wakes him. Surprise, the little girl who treats him runs out from the room and calls her mom loudly.

As the little girl leaves him alone, he tries to sit. But suddenly he realizes that he is too weak to sit. He lays on the bed. Glaring at every inches of the room. He really does not has any idea where he is.  A few second past, there is an old lady standing at the door, looking at him with a warm smile.

After the old lady gives the young man a meal and some medicines, she tells him to rest for some more time. She also tells that her husband and herself would like to have a talk with him when he is fine enough. The young does not say a word, but he nod. He falls asleep as he closes his eyes.

That night, he wake up again. He could feels that his body is much better than before. The old man introduces himself as Dale and his wife Jane. After having a short conversation, Dale ask the young man about himself. That is the worst part which is the young man just realizes that he totally lost his memories.

Pitying to the young man, the kind-hearted couple offers him to stay with them until he cures and gains his memories back. Aggrieves with the kindness shown by them, he tells them that he will repays them when he is cure. Both of them are so happy to hear them. They also introduce their daughter to him, a little girl name Huesca. As the young man loses his memories that make he can’t remembered his own name, the call him Ayls.

As the time passes, Ayls cures and help them. Day by days, he gets closes with them, especially with Huesca. The little girl exactly talkative and cheerful. He always hears she tells him a story about her admirable brother, who is out working for a kingdom which is far away from their home.  A brother who only returns once in three years.

Two year has pass since Ayls lives with them. And it was the years which Huesca lovely brother return. The talkative lady was too excited to introduce Ayls to him.

But, when the days come, an unexpected things happens. As Huesca’s brother, Max, meet him, the man calls him with the royal call. Ayls could not deny it as he totally loses his memories. Knowing the fact that the lost prince in front of him lost his memories, Max tells his family and Ayls himself who the lost-memory-guy  true self.

Ayls true name is Darelza Ash, he is a prince of Frosteen Kingdom. Since two years ago, a rumors about the prince died in the shipwrecked  has spreads. However, the king and his loyalty servants never believed it as they did not found the prince’s dead body. They also believed that the shipwrecked doing was a sabotage from Azlea Kingdom, a kingdom that has turns their loyalty from Frosteen Kingdom. But they could not judge it as they did not had enough proof.

A month had passed since the shipwrecked incident, the king falls sick as the rumors of his beloved prince died become worst. All of that was because their marines army found the corpses of the Five Knights, a group of knights that has been ordered to guard the prince safety.

Done with the story, Max tells Ayls that he wants the prince to follow him to his homeland after he’s done with his holiday. Ayls cannot refuses the order because Max tells him that the birth sign on his chest is the mark for his royalty.

Three weak passes and Ayls follow Max back to Frosteen Kingdom. Before Ayls leaves the kind-hearted family, Huesca gives him a flute since she knows  the fact that Ayls is good at playing blow type instruments.

Along the journey back to the Frosteen Kingdom, with the ship, Ayls spends his time mostly with playing the flute given by Huesca. He still cannot accept the fact that he is a prince. While he enjoys playing the flute, suddenly he feels a hand touch his shoulder.

When he turn his face back, a group of five men are smiling at him. Praising him for playing the flute nicely, they then invite him to join them to spend their time together playing their own percussions. Ayls agrees since he has no friend on this ship, excluding the Max guy, who does not want to be known as a friend but as a servant.

They get close as fast as lightning as the time passed. Flayn, Archen, Ellof, Bellert and Garrez. All of them had their own percussions.

They are enjoying play their own percussions that make they did not realizes that they has produces a nice performances. When they stop, a big applause are given to them by the others. A déjà vu feelings, suddenly feels by Ayls. It feels like he had done this before. But he throws the feels away, think that it may be caused by himself that has lost his memories.

He has so much fun with all his new friends. For each day on the ship, they spend their time together. They are too engrossed with their days together that makes no one expected a worst thing will happens.

That night, it was just like another night. No one ever had an idea that their ships will be attack by a crook of pirates. Everything happens too fast. Many passengers have been killed. Their properties being robbed. The same thing also happens to Ayls.

As a servant to the Frosteen royal’s family, Max tries his best to protect the prince. Until one moments, he blacks out because of his injuries become worst. Ayls tries to protect Max and himself from being killed but suddenly his head become painful. It is like he sees a slide of image but it is too blur. At the same time, he know he will be killed by those pirates. He closes his eyes as tight as he can.

A bullet has been shooted but nothing happens to himself. Thinking it was weird, Ayls open his eyes. Surprisingly, he sees Garrez is standing  in front of him, holding a gun, and had shooted the pirates. After Garrez, Ellof and Flayn appears to help him. Flayn carries Max on his back while Ellof take them to the safety boat, where Bellert and Archen are waiting for them. Garrez follows them from the back to make sure there is no pirates attacking  them from behind.

While they are running, something hard bumps on Ayls head. His injuries become worst that makes Garrez needs to carry him. As they reach Archen and Bellert, they put both of the injured guy into the safety boat, then pulling down the rope.

Even  his condition is getting worse, Ayls refuses. He wants all of them to get into the boat too. While he is refusing, they hears an explosion, certainly a bomb that has been set by those pirates. Did not minding Ayls’s refussion, Archen and Bellert pull it faster. As the boat reaches the sea, and they had cut the rope, another explosion happens. It makes the boat forcely being push far from the ship that will be sunk anytime.

From where he is floating, he can see the whole things happens. A flame cover all over the chip. The ship gonna be sank. He knows the feelings. He had it before. He is far from the ship, yet he still tries to look at his friends.

He screams their names, one by one. As his eyes catches a figure, he suddenly shut up. Archen, Ellof, Fayn, Bellert and Garrez are looking at him, giving him a calm smile. Each of them are holding their percussions, ready to play them.

When they started playing their own percussions, a tear rolls down from Ayls eyes. They are his knights, the Five Knights. At last, he as regains his memories back.

He hears Fayn’s voice whispering to him.

“Your Highness, we are your loyalty knights. Your safety is our first priority. Even if it means our lives.”

The prince regains his memories. Yes, they are his Five Knights, the brave knights he ever know. He remember the sign, that is the last thing he remembers before he completely blacks out in the sea. It was the sign of his knights.

Knowing the fact that they are spirits, the prince gazes at them deeply, he never once blinks his eyes. He murmured thanking them for guarding his safety. Even it is just their spirits who guards him.