Marionette (Felix Lee)
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His wooden basket is now full.He has surrounded many traders in the market.

"Miss Helena" called an old lady who owned a bakery.

"This is for you" an aunt from one of the bakeries gave her a basket of bread that was still hot.

"Thank you aunt Edma" Helena said with a friendly smile.

Helena.Every ordinary girl who works in a bakery.Sekergus the saddest girl for those who know her background.She is an orphan.Dibuang after birth,rumored as an illegitimate child and abandoned by the whole family who one blood with him.They all do not want to admit who Helena.

Lucky he lived in a city with a friendly population.The most peaceful city.The girl was born in the European region, but her face is the face of the Asian people.

Live a kara make the girl often work as a peeler vegetables and cook in one small shop other than in the bakery.He did have a lot of work because he realized, he was aware,living alone is not easy, he has to make a lot of money for his survival.

But still he heard some people talking about strange things about him.The popular nickname is "Cursed Girl".I don't know why, though,maybe at the age of 18 years is commonplace for girls there who are hosted by rich merchants and even widows though.Helena who was then the right age with the figure is just silent.It is not interested to married at a young age like the townspeople thought,no man glanced at Helena as a girl.Never called her as someone beautiful.He was only famous for his kind and diligent nature and character.Tesent girl seemed to be needed by anyone, it was very much needed by anyone,but not wanted by any man at the time.

***

In a simple old house.The old man again started his day.He woke up early to clean his house.Not forgetting, he did not,some of the garbage that he had to throw away that day.Only one day he diligently did everything alone.He was used to it and that is what made him famous.

He didn't forget, though,to get Felix out of his wood closet.The closet is more worthy to be called a coffin that stands upright.He who makes it himself only for Felix.Using old wood that he took himself from the forest that is not far from the different from the other dolls,just stored in a wooden cabinet with glass windows.Many say that his old house is more worthy of being called a museum than a house.Many antiques are loaded in there.Added dolls that he made an impression what's different.If visiting at night is a little scary.

Just need a wet wipe to clean the doll.In addition, every day he changes and washes every doll costume.All day, all day long,if he was not busy even the old man who sewed and even designed his own clothing design for his doll.Kembalannya it has since childhood, when he was still in high school.

Mr. Chris is not included in the list of parents who are open in the city.He will only say hello during the show only.More,he rarely went out of the house other than shopping at the market to buy bread and other groceries.

The older he gets, the more life changes he feels.More,after getting to know Felix.The beloved doll that accompanied him.The man had finished cleaning and wiping the body of the doll Felix.He got up from his seat and went for a while to wash the clothes of his dolls.The man knew very well, he was very happy,the best doll was paying attention to each of his movements.Only, he will only look alive if the night comes.Moreover, in the morning he is just an ordinary wooden doll.Maybe the added value is just his handsome face.

***

A silent night without sound.Among the wheels of the train that had stopped a few minutes ago.

Before long, he got up from his own bed for the first time,his nighttime sleeping hours can be paused by the sound of the bird that is a little creepy.Forced he had to drag both his legs to just check where the sound of the bird came from,he even had trouble withstanding his sleepiness and his mouth kept yawning.

Helena went to her backyard.In the past, the backyard of the people's house was not limited by anything.Only some who use the wall on one side and some use a wooden fence.

When he came out,the sound of the bird was increasingly heard clearly.Here came from the house of his famous neighbor.He was sure the sound came from the house of the doll maker.Who else if not Mr. Chris the great hand.The house of the old man was not usually noisy at night because he lived alone and Helena knew, the old man never kept an animal in his house,moreover, a son.So he lived his old age alone.Maybe only dolls that are able to accompany him.

Helena looked around.There was no master Chris in her backyard, but what she found was more surprising.Someone was sitting on an old wooden chair.His body was indeed turned back to Helena.Ethat what she saw, she was,because there is only a thick-leaved old pine tree in the yard of the host Chris.Helena tried to approach him.Hes eyes observe him closer.It is not the master Chris if seen at a glance from behind.White hair, the,quite tall and slender body.Also, he wears a white shirt and brown trousers.Then, there is a bird perched on his left shoulder.The young man was just silent, as if he never moved.Is he a statue? Helena wondered.

The curious girl also back up her legs until suddenly her heart was a little racing.Helena almost fell when she saw the owl turning her head.Maybe about 180° degrees or more.It is scary when seen directly at night.The eyes are perfectly round with the jet black color.The feathers of Helena immediately bristled after being stared at by creatures believed to be mystical by most people.

"Hmm.sir,anu" said Helena so slowly.Maybe the young man did not hear it.He also stepped back his legs tuk closer.

Now it was Helena's turn who was sculpting.Some seconds later, the young man got up.Still with an owl that looked calm and at ease was on his shoulder.The young man turned his body to face Helena.

"Miss" he said in a heavy voice.

Helena still can not believe what she saw.If she does not believe also everything will feel complicated.

"You who?" Helena asked.The right hand with the index finger pointing at the young man trembled.Antara was scared and nervous, that was how Helena was doing that night.

"Felix" he answered briefly.The two cold eyeballs stared at him.

The girl again thought.Hearing the name Felix feels familiar in his ears.Some minutes he spent to re-shuffle the memory of his own brain.He dizzy himself until a moment to see the appearance of the young man it feels like he had seen somewhere.

"Felix?! You mean Felix?!" Helena has not been able to say anything clearer.

"I'm Felix, the doll you saw yesterday during Mr. Chris' puppet show"

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