The Partition

To Beginnings

One:

It was a dream, but no simple ordinary dream.  It happened that I was opening a swinging door. 

“But Dadah,” said little Caylee as she asked her father, “I thought we are reading about the story of Adam’s adventure with Eve?”

“We were right on when Eve lures Adam to bite the apple?” the father pointed out with a clue to his daughter.

“Are you sure it is apple though, dadah?” I asked.

Adam, his father, got quiet.

The airport made a flight announcement.

Caylee looked up to her father ready to get going.

“Come on, dear,” he pat Caylee on the shoulder pad.  “We don’t want to miss the flight, don’t we?”

“Whatever,” I sighed.  I dragged myself and yawned slowly.

“Caylee?”

I jumped to my feet and held Dadah’s hand and walked towards entering the boarding airplane.

Caylee opened the storybook again right after she buckled up on the seat.  Glancing at the people putting on their luggages on the cabin of the plane and later finding a seat, I saw that everyone on the plane were somber.  She started reading the book:

As Eve was gathering the luscious water into both of her small but delicate hands, ice started bursting out of the water and form a breezy cool air up into the sky.  She shoved some of the ice into the water she was placing in her hands unto and drink it.  Suddenly her face lit up and shone brightly upon her two beautiful eyes.

“Well……………”

I woke up with the bell of the flight attendant instructing everyone on the airplane that it is time for dinner.  I noticed from the window that the sky is bright red with a shadow. 

“Dadah, do you still keep the black pearl that you bought me from the Hawaiian International market?” I asked him.

“Yes, I have it with me,” he answered.

I snooze back to sleep once I heard his reply.

It is dinner time and the airplane crews were distributing meals.

“I’ve got seared salmon with asparagus.” She also noticed that she got the cheesecake as a dessert and a bun with fresh fruits.  She looked at her father’s meal and wanting to know if he has the same one even though it is obviously seen the same, said, “What do you have, Dadah?”

He replied, “I have the same meal as you, dear.”

She didn’t finish the meal though.

Caylee’s parents have gotten a divorce a couple of years ago and she lives with her father at a luxurious apartment in the Bay Area.  The time screen on the airplane board tv turned half past twelve.  I woke up and as well woke my father also.

“Dadah, I have a runny nose…” I worried him.

He looked that I got a nose bleed.  I don’t remember bumping into something hard or anything.  He quickly grabbed a tissue and make into a long shape, snugged it into my nose to keep the blood from flowing a lot.

“Am I okay, dah?” I panicked and touch the tip of the blood of the nosebleed.

“It’s okay,” my father replied.

The plane was having a few bumps on turbulence call and I glanced at the windows to see if the plane is okay or whether there are any lightning out there, a storm perhaps.

“Is the plane going to crash?” I talked to myself.

Then, I asked him the same question.

He told me just go to sleep and no worries.

Outside the plane it was pouring rain.  Caylee glanced another look across the window of the neighbor passenger and she somehow a figure peeping out into the window.  She ran to the window and knock the passenger.

“Oh, are you okay, girl?” the man asked her.

Just then, a hopping ghost was seen outside the plane, peeping to other window panes.

“What was that?” I shrieked.

I caught the airline crews’ attention.

The crew shoved me from the attention of the other passengers and she asked me what is going on.

Just then, my father was there to accompany me back to my seat.

“Sir,” the crew crossed on him.  He continued, “We are having a turbulence at the moment and it is best for you and the other passengers to remain on their seats.”

“I get that.  Thank you!”

After many turns on the pillow flight, I just could not sleep.  The plane’s entertainment movie seemed interesting so I watched it, without headphones, which costs some dollars and my father don’t want to pay for them.

“Dadah, can you teach me how to draw?  See the cloud up there?”

Caylee’s father felt a bit uneasy about his daughter’s oddness incident in the middle of his usual night waking him from his sleep.  She happened to be autistic and it is difficult for her father to look after her amongst the airplane seats that were unoccupied.  She had been a lonely child and has been having many dreams and enjoyed wandering endlessly.

Caylee took her tablet and pushed the on button and click on a few slides and spotted the game feature.  She chose ‘Who do you want to be when you grow up’ game.  She pressed the Enter button and type in ‘Fortune teller’.

“Dadah,” she asked him.

“Remember we’re supposed to go to the fortune teller at the market but late?” I asked.

“Well, yeah,” he realized to himself, while at the same time brushing his messy, uncombed hair as a result of sleeping on the plane seat.

“We’re too early to arrive at the market,” he added on.

Caylee put her fingers to her head tightly and begin to be thought full and wondered if she saw her older sister walking with a woman at the market in the opposite direction at the market.  She remembered that they both went to the market before when they are still together as a family and bought lots of butterfly magnets but forgot where those magnets went away.

She played her tablet again and changed games with youtube.com games about famous people match ups, mumbling on and on.

Caylee can become quite quirky, but obviously fall in love too easily with every stuffs she met.  She has much to learn in front of her as with her disabilities.  In many ways, she is an imaginative and a good-hearted girl.  She and her father are coming to Indonesia as he wants her to meet his new girlfriend whom is pregnant two months and they both think the soon babies are going to be twins.  He promised her that he will buy a new house or so and extra room for the new babies to be born.  She is much younger in age than him.  And since he is madly in love with her, he will sacrifice everything.

“What do you want to draw, Caylee?” he asked.

“I don’t know,” I replied. “Ehm, how do you draw clouds? I always draw it like this.

He showed me how to draw later on.

“Well, you need to try to imagine.  Clouds move fast, some move slow.  You need to know how clouds think.  They are so up in the sky that you can’t figure out what and that they truly are – soft, mellow, and straight forward and sometimes you can’t draw clouds when they got forms.”

I stared at the window plane with amazement and wondered at why there are so many clouds up in the sky with my eyes turned pop left to right.  My two hands seized the window and I suddenly slammed the slides closed.

“Okay, this is the right way to draw clouds,” he finally lets her know.  You draw a straight line.  Not too much.  Otherwise it will look more of a lightning after a stormy night.  Draw all those circles around that line enough to let the eye know that the cloud is quite pretty to be seen.”

The twilight zone starts.

Caylee made herself into a recurring dream on the flight.  She dreamt that just as the number of the turbulences happens, she was trapped into this big bookstore that sells accessories and books and antiques.

“Let me choose this green turtle earrings,” I whispered to myself during the dream.

“Ma, can you buy me those comic books?” I asked my mother who was looking at the different mini books on the counter.

On the contrary in time, as Caylee is healing from the nosebleed, the diamond stars of the Capricorn, which is Caylee’s star, came crashing down in the universe as the planet Jupiter made a full shadow on the star.  There is a bolt of lightning, as what she saw through the window of her dreams.  Caylee was happy that she finally has her hands on the comic books.  She woke up.