Chapter 4

"Lester! Lester! Come quickly. I will teach you how to use an arrow," a young man kneeling on the ground with an arrow in his hands called Lester.

Seven-year-old Lester happily ran towards his young man friend. He was with his father at the farm, but he was left alone at the small hut, letting him play alone. What his father did not know, he has friend to play with. His friend was a very, very handsome young man. His name is Ezekiel. Ezekiel's hair was long and silver, and he also had silver eyes. Lester did not know where his friend's residence was because they often met and play only on the farm.

And now and then, Lester could not help himself from drooling in front of Ezekiel. His saliva often drips unconsciously.

Lester felt Ezekiel wiped the side of his mouth with a handkerchief and teasingly asked, "Does your saliva really need to drip every time you see me? Hahahaha."

Lester scratched his head and shyly smiled. He could not hold it or let's say, he was not aware of the dripping saliva. Haha.

Totally whipped kid.

"Because why is that you are so cool and very, very handsome? I really think you are an angel," Lester replied solemnly. He believed in his heart that his friend was really an angel.

Lester could not help himself but reached out his hand and caress those silver hairs.

"I'm not an angel, Lester. Haha. Don't you know that you also possess a very good quality? Apart from your good looks, your heart is also very kind."

"You are talking out of our conversation Ezekiel!" Lester hissed.

Ezekiel just chuckled.

"When you get married, we won't see each other again? Are you going to forget me?" Lester asked lowly.

Lester's question made Ezekiel frown.

"Why are you thinking that way? What made you think we might never meet again?"

"Because I don't want that to happen if possible. You're already a part of my life and I will definitely be sad."

Just imagining that he could no longer see Ezekiel made Lester's little heart crashed. He felt very sad.

Ezekiel pulled Lester's tiny arms and brought him into his embrace. He comforted him, "In case we won't see each other in the future, remember that that time has an end. I will definitely come back to your life again at the right time, and you need to believe me."

"At the right time?" Lester confusedly asked.

The atmosphere suddenly changed, Lester was a handsome young man already.

Lester saw Ezekiel lying on the grass, covered with blood. He has not seen him for a couple of days and was looking for him. When he saw him, Ezekiel was wounded on the head and blood still dripping from it. He was also weak. Lester felt horrified.

He knelt down beside Ezekiel and lifted Ezekiel's head and put it on his thighs.

"Ezekiel! Ezekiel! What happened to you?! Why are you bathed with blood?!" Lester was terrified, and his chest was about to crash. His heart was pounding aloud and ached for Ezekiel. He felt it was going to break.

Ezekiel reached Lester's hand and hold it tightly. He said, "Promise me Lester, whatever happens, you must take care of yourself! I will come back, I'll promise I will come back to you, Lester! Remember you are mine. You are mine, Lester! I love you. I love you so much..."

Lester could not hold his tears, they fell from his eyes like a waterfall. His heart ached

"Bullshit Ezekiel! What are you talking about?! Are you going to leave me? Who the hell did this to you. I will kill them all!! Tell me, Ezekiel!" Lester's words were full of hatred.

"Lester..." Ezekiel called his name in a whisper.

Lester saw Ezekiel's silver-toned pendant sparkled in his neck when it peeked from inside his clothes while tears fell from his silver eyes.

"I love you, Ezekiel. Please don't leave me," Lester whispered to Ezekiel, and he hugged him tightly in his arms.

Lester cried.

"Ezekiel!"

Lester woke up sweating from sleep.

A dream.

"Who is Ezekiel?" Lester knocked his head on the wooden bed.

However he thought of it, he could not remember such a scene in his memories.

"Was that a dream or something was missing in my memory?"

Lester went mad.

The days continued with tiring farm and ocean works. What Lester was very thankful for the most was because no tragedy occurred in the village several months after having the miraculous event on the seashore. He thought that the ocean god was just being kind to them so they were blessed.

That day, Lester paid few neighbors to work on his farm. It was corn and sweet potato harvest time and there was so much of it. His crops were very healthy and he knew that he will surely earn a lot from them when he sells them to town.

"Mister Lester, what's your secret for having such very healthy crops? In all my life of planting, I never experienced having an almost perfect harvest, it's very hard to see a single piece with damage!" Mister Bert exclaimed in amazement as his gaze fled to the harvested piled of corn near the small hut. He also looked at the harvested pile of healthy sweet potatoes beside the corn.

"I honestly don't know the answer to your question Mister Bert. All I do is taking care of the crops every day. Making sure there were no pests and animals around it. The terrain is normally lush which I'm very grateful for," Lester replied smiling.

Mister Bert could not believe it but he nodded afterward.

"Mister Lester! Mister Lester! Look what I've found. It was hit by my dagger while I'm digging for sweet potatoes!" another paid neighbor, Mister Selo, ran towards Lester. He was carrying something that looks like a small dirty...

Jar?

As Lester reached and stared for the object, a sudden scene appeared in his memory.

"This is my drinking container Lester. I engraved your name in it. I carry this jar wherever I go. This is valuable to me, just like how you're precious in my heart," Ezekiel happily showed him the jar. His twinkling eyes were like a crescent moon when he smiled.

"What if this is a treasure Mister Lester?" Mister Selo asked.

Mister Bert was also curious about the jar Lester was holding. He came closer to Lester for some inspection.

Lester calmed his heart and smiled at the workers before he answered, "I remember, this was my father's jar for drinking when he was still alive. This is not a treasure worth a lot of pence but a treasure for my family." He caressed the dirty jar.

"Ahhh! We understood Mister Lester. You should keep it then and show it to your mother in memory of your late father."

The two men signed of a cross and whispered a prayer to the deceased soul.

Lester nodded and put the jar inside the sack bag he was carrying.

The workers went back to their work and Lester fell into deep thoughts.

"Ezekiel..."

Lester felt restless and walked back and forth while thinking.

"Now I'm certain that it was part of my memory and not only a simple dream..."

He stopped walking and looked at the clear sky. It seems that it was around three o'clock in the afternoon. Lester could not help but think more.

"What's the secrets behind? Why I couldn't remember you? Why I can't recall your memories?" Lester asked himself helplessly.

Lester tightly closed his eyes and tried to remember Ezekiel's appearance in his mind. He remembered a very handsome man, has silver long hair and has silver eyes. The man wearing a long gray dress with special engravings on it. He was smiling at him but...

Lester rubbed his chest. It was so painful. His heart was breaking into pieces.

Ezekiel was looking at him with tears trickling down his silver eyes.

"Lester, I love you so much! Now and my whole lifetime," a very soft and comforting voice could be heard from behind him. Lester turned around violently just to learn that he was alone.

"Ezekiel... I don't fully understand and couldn't remember you, but if you are part of my life, I have the right to know the truth," Lester whispered into the nothingness.

Lester felt a cold embrace from behind. He did not hear any more voice but he felt contentment in his heart with that ghostly hug. The feeling that his body was used to that embrace and longing for it.