The Air Princess

An Ordinary Being

argh! It's him again, I don't know why he is such a show-off I don't like him, ok he is good but it doesn't mean he has to insult us! stop it, Hannah, Nina said from the adjacent side of the table, "it isn't his fault that he gets praised or boss like him, he just does good and gets good." humph...I didn't ask you, did I? what can I say to you if you are his fan", Hannah answered with a taunting tone, Nina was going to answer him when the boss on the other side of the table shouted at them, " stop it! you are at the office! that's why Menachen gets praised and you are left behind, now go back to your works..." Menachen also lowered his head and went to his seat. It was not the first time people were talking about him like that, they didn't hate him, but they also didn't like him in the first place, only when he was just a newbie.

Bright lights of the nearby store attracted him towards itself. it was a pharmacy, he was brought to something, " oh! thank goodness I remember" saying this he entered the store, it was a medical pharmacy. there was a female pharmacist on the counter. she listened to him and gave him a prescription, to which Menachen thanked her and got out. he almost ran to his house, he opened the door and was on the stairs to go up when he heard, " Menachen! Menachen! my boy, take this porridge for Lola, I heard she have flu and fever, she will feel good after having it. have you bought medicine for her? it dry weather, flu is common, remember to take care of yourself ok? also if you need me immediately tell me. ok?

Menachen smile and said, " don't worry aunty, I will take care and will tell you in case of need." saying this he moved up.

Ms. Raila was practically just like his mother. she was an infamous woman in her prime. there were rumors that she was a witch who killed her parents, her husband, and after all her own children. no one liked her, and no one wanted to be near her, even little children were f*******n to go near her or otherwise she will eat them. this made MS. Raila's life was miserable and lonely. until one day she ran into a boy. the boy fell on this back. ms Raila moved forward to help him get stable but instantly realizing the sharp gaze of the people moved back. the boy got up and put his hand inside his bag, from where he took out a rose and gave it to the lady {ms. raila} " sorry ma'am and thank you. " he said with a warm smile. ms. Raila, took the flower, it was the first time she felt this way, " she said, " who are you, my boy? you don't live here, do you? to this the boy replied, "I am Menachen ma'am, I sell flowers and I live there with my little sister Lola" he pointed towards a way. "your parents?", " We don't have em'..." the boy replied with empty eyes.

Ms Raila got goosebumps, after thinking for a while she asked the boy to take him to his house. the boy happily took her to his house, the slums. when they got there, ms Raila barely kept herself from fainting. a little girl ran towards menachen and hugging him said, " brother did you got buns for me? hearing this ms Raila couldn't keep herself, she fell on her knees, pulled the little girl to her bosom, and started crying bitterly. menachen was confused seeing this, but he couldn't think more because ms Raila, also pulled him towards herself hugged him. and since then they have been living with the lady for 10 years. he was just 15 years when he moved in with her sister 5 years old, to ms railas house.

he was standing on the balcony with a cup in his hand, looking out into the street. he had just put Lola to bed. the cool breeze was pacifying the mood. he took a sip, when the air, disheveled his cleanly made hair. he made his hair with his hands. the air again struck him, still, he didn't take any notice. this time the strong wind attacked his laundry and blown it away and down into the street. Menachen ran down to get them, the lady cried after him " what happened my boy? where are you going? menachen shouted, " air has blown the laundry into the street I am going to get them!

he got out into the street. and picked up his clothes. the air was not letting him breathe, this time it attacked from behind and was so hard that even menachen's hand got up high into the sky.

blue sky, cool breeze, light loose clothes that were dancing on his body, his fluttering golden ash hair, his raised hands with laundry, and watery bright brown eyes. one of his legs was raised and he was standing on his toes tips of the other leg.

he was just like a breathing sculpture. the air got calm. it was exhilarating.

he put down his hanging leg and stabilized himself, he looked at the cloth in his hand and nodded with a wide smile, "gotcha!" saying this he looked straight. the air looked around her but there was no one, the man was looking at her. she got enthralled. It was the first time that someone not got irritated by her, or cursed at her, this was the first time, she felt her touchless body and beatless heart. it was the first time someone smiled at her.

The notorious princess gale was falling for a mere human.

suddenly there was a cloud of dust that blurred the vision, menachen rubbed his eyes. everything was calm again. there was not even a flutter. princess gale was gone.