Herbal Frilop and A Secret of Freislor’s Mother

"Sis, what are you going to do after this? I want to study," said Kreysa. The girl smiled and opened the window on her right. The window has a circle shape, there is wood that divides it into four parts.

"Well, as usual. I will work, Kreysa. You are so enthusiastic, aren't you? Now, the two of us have to go downstairs, help Mother to cook," said Freislor, she was smiling at her. The girl went downstairs and headed to the dining room.

"Mom, what are we cooking today?" asked Freislor, smiling and taking out a knife. After that, she stepped closer to her mother who was busy frying fish.

"We're eating fried fish today. Don't forget to drink Frilop, okay? Mother prepared it a few days ago," said the mother while glancing briefly at Freislor.

"What? Come on, Mom. You know that Kreysa and I don't like Frilop. What's the point of drinking a bitter drink, Mom?" asked Freislor nonchalantly.

She walked to the corner of the room and put the sugar in a container made of coconut shells and in the shape of a semicircle. After that, she snapped her fingers. Tea leaves appeared in the hot water.

"Akh, come on. At least, both of you should try it even if it's just once. Don't you want to do it, Freis? There's great benefit if you drink it, girl. You can't judge by its taste. It's not good," said the mother. That middle-aged woman prepares breakfast for her children. Freeslor shook her head.

"Well, it's up to you. By the way, Your father won't be home today, he has to guard around the border. You know that tonight is Vwertoui's party, right? Have you prepared your clothes?" her mother asked to her. From a distance, Kreysa went downstairs while reading a book.

"Of course not, Mom. You know that Freislor is a forgetful person, right? She won't remember anything if it's not important for her," Kreysa replied with a smile and sat on one of the chairs.

"Ah, Mother almost forgot about that. Your sister is really bad, huh," said their mother, she was smiling to them. Freislor scratched her head and laughed softly when her little sister and mother talked about her weaknesses.

A few moments later, Freislor was ready with the drinks she wanted to serve to her mother and sister. They end up eating together in the morning. In the middle of their breakfast, Freislor asked about something to her mother.

"Oh yes, Mom. It's obvious, why do you ask the same thing all the time? I'm tired of hearing it, Mom. You and Kreysa said it for a hundred days in a row, you know. I can tell it because I counted it at the time."

"Heum, well. We always do that because your mother and your little sister just want to make sure you can change your bad habits. However, I don't think that will be possible. Because you have no intention of changing that thing. Hahaha," replied the mother, she laughed softly.

"Well, even if it changes. I think, it will take even longer, Mom. I can't change it in a matter of months. It could take years," said Freislor. Her little sister and mother could only smile and laugh. After they ate, Kreysa rushed out of the room with her backpack. Meanwhile, Freislor said goodbye to her mother, and immediately rushed back to work.

"Heum, I wonder what will happen later," she said in a low voice. The girl rides her favorite bicycle.

At her home town, they used to call it as "Jouchi." Jo is the name of the maker of the leading bicycle in that city. While "uchi" is a symbol of objects that can move and useful for their lives. However, the bicycle that she has is the same as the old bicycle. People usually call it "Ontel." The design is very simple. However, the bike is the best.

After Freislor left, the house became very quiet.

"What should I do now, Mother? I'm afraid Freislor and Kreysa are reminiscing about their past too much, it won't be good," Freislor's monther said something weird in the front of a photo beside the window of the living room. She saw a middle-aged woman in blue Batik clothes. Her smiling is sweet, beautiful, and charming. She was holding a sword. The photo instantly moved, to the right and to the left.

"What happened?" asked her with a doubtful and worried face. Her fingers tried to hold the photo that was displayed there. However, the photo moves away from her. The movement was very fast, flashed to the left corner, right corner. In an instant, that photo fell sharply and swooped down before finally falling and cracking in front of her.

"Oh no, what happened to you, Mother? What should I do now?" she asked while covering her mouth. The woman immediately tidied the photo and swept it. She put the pictures of Grandma's Freislor and Kreysa in a drawer carefully.

"I have to go now, hopefully the kids can take care of themselves later," she said it softly. The woman left with a heavy heart. Before leaving, she wrote a letter with a black pen on a leaf The colour of that leaf is yellow. There is a crane emblem at the corner. The paper is oval in shape with a bend at the edges. At the corner of the side, there is a ribbon.

"Done," she said slowly. The woman hurried away with a medium-sized suitcase. There were secret things in there. No one knows it. After put that things, Freislor's mother walked into the center of the room. She stomped her foot three times, before finally disappearing in the swallow by the floor.

On one hand, Freislor was at work. She worked in a sword making factory. A place that should not be occupied by a girl like her.

"Good morning, Mr. Werbour, how are you today?" she asked to an old man who was sharpening the blade. Freislor noticed him sitting in front of the fire.