Short Story III

Unspeakable Feelings

Originally created by: Devi Yunitasari

-Fiction-

I closed my eyes and slowly opened the box. Then, the memory of four years ago came back onto my mind when that person gave this gift to me. I took a deep breath and realized that I still remembered the moment when she dropped me off at Narita Airport and handed me this red box.

 ----Flash Back----

“Megumi, thank you for dropping me off here,” I said while giving her a warm smile. She smiled back at me and began to write something on her sketch book. After that, she showed me what was written on her sketch book.

-Yes, Never Mind J-

I gave two thumbs up for her and asked,

“You know, sometimes I think it’s kinda weird when I see you communicate by using sketch book,”

After she heard what I said, she pouted and wrote on her sketch book.

-As you know, I’m mute, I can’t speak, and that’s why I use this sketch book to communicate with the other people. Why do you think it’s weird?-

As I finished reading what was written on her sketch book, I grinned.

“Fine, it isn’t weird, I just curious why don’t you communicate by using sign language instead, I think it will be more practical than using sketch book.”

She began to write again on her sketch book and showed her sketch book again to me,

-I think it will be more troublesome because not all the people understand sign language-

Before I replied her response, she turned the next page of her sketch book,

-Can we stop this topic? The plane will depart soon, right?-

“Alright then, you’re right, I have to leave now,”

I smiled while holding her hands tightly. But, five seconds later, she released her hands from my grip and wrote on her sketch book. After she finished write, she showed me again her sketch book.

-See you in four years J-

I nodded, and when I was about to leave, she grabbed my hand and stared at me. Then, I frowned when she took a quite big red box out of her bag and handed it to me.

----To be continued----