âBecause I think Iâd die without her.â
Depending on how you interpreted his voice, it even sounded a little painful and distressed.
âBecause I miss her so much that itâs painful. Because without her, itâs painful enough to die. I want to see her to death, but I canât. I donât know why she left, and I donât know when sheâll be back⦠How can I not search for her?â
Simon paused for a moment before bursting out into nervous laughter. It was a laugh mixed with sighs.
Yet he couldnât blame Kalia for any of this.
It would be hard for him to have the heart to blame her or even resent her now that he was going to meet her again. He couldnât let Kalia get away from him once again just because of his lacking mouth1. It was not enough to just long for love anymoreâ¦Â 2
âWhat if something happens while Iâm not around? What if she gets hurt? Or if a crazy guy keeps bothering her by saying he loves her? Ha! All because Iâm not around.â
If he met her, all he had to do from now on was pour out all of this overflow of heart-aching love into her. Though Kalia so cold-heartedly left without telling him why, how could he hate her? He couldnât even utter words of resentment easily in front of her.
Salvation was like that.
He couldnât ignore it nor did he dare to resist. 3
She was the only person in the world who could invoke emotions so overwhelming that she could dominate him with said feelings.
Simon frowned, his face contorting to the point where the others didnât know if he was smiling or crying. The sound of rain falling outside the window was annoying.
With a brief sigh, Simon leaned forward. âSo, I need to find her. As soon as possible, even if itâs at this hourâ¦. I have to find her. I canât calm down for even a moment without Kalia. Because I think Iâm going to go crazy at this rate.â
With his arms on his knees, he nervously twisted around his interlaced fingers for a moment before raising his head. His eyes had a completely different look than before. One without even the slightest leeway.
ââ¦Dangerous.â
Humming and Allen thought the same thing at the same time.
This manâs love was dangerous.
It was such an overwhelming amount of love that it overflowed and smothered his surroundings. As much as he had already muffled4 that love insideâ¦. It was a love that overflowed with no end in sight. At the same time, Kalia needed that love. It was a huge love that will compensate5 for the times growing up that were without love.
Humming looked at Simon with much lighter, more relaxed eyes. And when she opened her mouth, she had already made up her mind.
âI will tell you where Miss is.â
âHumming! Itâs not up to us to decide.â
âBut if we donât tell you, you wonât let us go. Right, Mr. Simon?â
Simon, who was listening attentively, simply smiled calmly and raised an eyebrow in response. That smile of his conveyed only one meaning.
Fully understanding the meaning behind that smile, Humming said to Allen again, âLook, Allen. As you know, weâre in a situation thatâs delicate, precarious and hurried right now. So, wouldnât it be better to be able to go back and take care of Kalia as soon as possible?â
ââ¦.Take care of her? Is something wrong with Kalia?â Simon asked in Allenâs silence when he could not refute Hummingâs logic.
The strange nuances of the two made Simonâs expression grow worse.
âIt looks like youâre a doctor⦠Is that why youâre with Kalia?â
Allen gnawed his lower lip, scowling at Simon, but failed to answer. As if to put pressure on Allen, mana increasingly began to pour from Simon and radiate into the air around him. The enormous amount of mana emitted seemed to compress down the very concentration of air. Both Allen and Humming tensed as the pressure pressed down on them and the mounting pressure felt as if it was choking them.
âIf somethingâs wrong with Kalia and youâre dragging your feet like this⦠youâd better be prepared. Even if youâre Kaliaâs people.â
Quarreung! 6
Just in time, thunder struck outside, adding to the already suffocating and tense atmosphere. His eyes gleamed eerily in the near darkness.
Allen grabbed Humming and shot Simon a shaky look.
âSince youâve been waiting for this long, canât you wait a few more days?â
Simon replied with a sour smile, ââ¦â¦I donât think so.â
There was a tense silent confrontation between the two men. What broke the eerily chilling air was an abrupt sound from a cute, round head that materialized out of nowhere.
-Kkyu?
Suddenly, a mole-shaped spirit rose up in the air between the two men and tilted her head. Surprised Humming and Allen both leant back in their seats, widened eyes trained on the mole.
âTierra.â Recognizing the spirit, Simon shook his head and held out a hand. âWhat were you doing for you to only show up now?â
-Kyu!
She raised her head as if she had something to say and jumped up into Simonâs hand. From there, the mole ran up his arm to his shoulder, seemingly a bit excited.
-Kyu! Kkyu! Kyukyukyukyu! Kyuuuuuuu! Kyuuwu!
Taking in the moleâs language with head cocked slightly, Simon tried to figure out why this little guy was so excited like this. The moleâs words were not a language, but a form of meaning7. What Tierra was trying to convey sounded in Simonâs head.
âYou went to the Spirit Forest and met a strange human? But?â
-Kkyuuu! Kyukyu!
At the moleâs squeaks, Simonâs face, which had been calm this entire time, gradually changed. âShe smelled similar to the mana I showed you before?â
-Kkyu!
Simonâs palm came up and hovered over the head of the eagerly nodding mole. Purified mana was injected from his white palm into the mole.
âNow, think about the face of the woman you sawâ¦â
Doing as told, a faint vision suddenly arose in front of the mole. As the blurred appearance of the hazy figure became clearer and more distinct, and the opaque colours painted a somewhat recognizable figure, Allen and Humming clamped their mouths shut at the same time.
âWhy, Kalia/Miss!â 8
Contrary to the surprise of the other two, Simon silently looked at the vision silently for a moment. After staring frozen at the shimmering image of her, he reached up to gently stroke the moleâs head as if he had come to his senses.
âGood job, Tierra. Do you know where she is now?â
-Kkyu!
Shaking her head, Tierra infused power into the vision. Soon, the vision in front of them rippled into a different one.
A high-rise two-story house made of white walls with a red roof. The small mansion with a small garden was as beautiful as a painting. It was the same mansion that Kalia was living in now.
***
Quarreung! Quang! 9
Kalia woke up at the sound of lightning. To be precise, she woke up to the sound of thunder and an uncomfortable tightening pain in her stomach.
Hiss.
It was similar to the contractions before, but gave off a subtly different feeling, tightening in the lower abdomen. Kalia took a deep breath before sitting up in bed.
âAllen should be back tomorrow morningâ¦â
Something felt off. She had felt uneasy all afternoon yesterday but now, she felt an overwhelming sense of foreboding. She had a hunch that her child will be born soon.
Kalia slowly got up out of bed and headed for the kitchen. The sound of rain was still loud, but the air was not cold thanks to the lingering fire in the fireplace, warming the room to a lukewarm temperature. Fortunately, as she walked down, the pain subsided.
After seeping some soothing tea leaves in warm water, Kalia checked the time. To figure out whether these were false labour pains or actual labour contractions, the most important thing to focus on was the interval of time. 10
âI felt the pain three minutes ago.â
And itâs been about 10 minutes since the contractions began. Allen said that contractions could last for 24 hours without going into labour if there was enough time between each contraction. When one really goes into labour, the interval of the contractions drops by a minute each time. It could hurt a lot Allen had said without further explanation.
âIf you can hold on a little longer, youâll be fine.â
Kalia laid down on the rocking chair in front of the fireplace. Two more hours to go before it would be bright. It would be a relief if Allen and Humming left early and got back as soon as the sun rose, but if they came late, she had to be prepared and think of other ways.
âLetâs talk to the next door neighbour first, and contact Henry, the village doctor. Maybe I should even tell Mrs. Collins since she used to be a midwife.â
As she forcefully tried to distract herself from the pain, her stomach tightened once again. She checked the time quickly and about 20 minutes had passed since the last contraction. The time interval was much closer than she had expected.11
Kalia laid herself down on the chair and tried not to panic. Just then, she spotted a baby hat that had yet to be finished on the side table next to her chair. She had learned to make the hat from the neighbourâs wife, Mrs. Lana. The tiny hat was clumsily knitted with her own hands and was honestly a bit of a crooked mess12. Nonetheless, no matter how sloppy the hat sheâd made was, Kalia looked proud every time she saw it. It took a month just to knit this much of this little thing.
Due to her lack of dexterity, she had to unwind to re-knit with her needles over and over again even though she spent over an hour working on it every day. She worked on it whenever she had the time but she hadnât been able to completely finish it yet. She estimated that she could complete it by today or tomorrow if she held on but at this rate, most likely not. It was a pity. She wanted to make it prettyâ¦
Kalia caressed the soft material carefully and gently spoke to Shasha to soothe her stomach. âMom wants to see Shasha sooner, but wouldnât it be better if we meet safely? So, Shasha, donât rush, just wait a little longer. Just until Allen comes back. My good baby.â
When she spoke in a friendly voice as she stroked her clenching belly, the labour pains subsided. Just that alone made her feel proud of the child in her stomach. Catching her breath, Kalia closed her eyes again.
Rumble!
The crashing sound of thunder sounded like a knock on the door and following that, lightning flashed across the window. Turning to the kitchen, she couldnât help but think that the thunder was quite loud today.
Knock. Knock. Knock.
Just then, she heard a knock on the door so clearly that she couldnât mistake it for the thunder or lightning outside.
Translatorâs Corner
A crash course on childbirth.
As weâve mentioned before, thereâs something called false labour which is characterized by contractions that come and go with no pattern consistency.
True labour on the other hand, is when youâre actually going into labour. Contractions last 30-70 sec and come about 5-10 mins apart. Theyâre so strong that you canât walk or talk during them. They get stronger and closer over time and you feel pain in your belly + lower back.
Stages of Labour: