ALENA Is My Sunshine
ALENA

The pencil scratches sounded so loud. Since then the hands are agile that does not stop expressing an idea in his head. Her beautiful face occasionally frowned small, and sometimes muttered to herself observing the results of her work. The girl was in a small room where there were only a few tables with piles of patchwork and rolls of thread, there is also an old sewing machine and also a glass cabinet where the dress shirt hangs neatly inside.

"Like her this will be the most beautiful dress throughout my design, just add Tiara accents in some parts, then this dress will be very beautiful" she murmured with a smile that they are beautiful.

The sound of thunder and heavy rain out there did not dampen his spirit to complete the design.

Until a door opens that instantly distracts her from the paper in her hand.

"It's Alena's night, the rain outside is also getting heavier. Can't you just finish it tomorrow" said a middle-aged woman with her fat body

"Yes aunt. It's over, I'll rest now" replied the girl named Alena

"Yes, hurry up, because tomorrow morning once you have to deliver the dress order that Madame Monic ordered" she recalled again

"Yes Aunt Grace, I'm going to sleep now, I've got the dress ready" Alena replied as she kept her draft paper in her desk drawer

Aunt Grace just shook her head to see the spirit of the beautiful girl.

Yes, Alena, her twenty-three-year-old niece, is a beautiful girl with beautiful blue eyes and her blond hair that is very thick and long. His body is tall slim and ideal like the models out there.

Her clean white skin and no defects in the slightest make her sometimes feel unsuitable if the girl is just a tailor, her sense she is more suitable to be a model only at this time. Yes, although she sews her own designs to meet her living needs.

Alena stretched her muscles that felt stiff and achy because she sat for hours at her desk. After finishing tidying up her tool kit, Alena immediately moved and returned to her room.

He immediately laid his body on his mattress while glancing at the wall clock beside his wardrobe

"Ah, it's already midnight. It's worth it Aunt Grace told me to rest" she muttered

He glanced towards the window where the rain, wind and thunder were still falling down with his rushing.

"The rain is very heavy" he murmured again while moving to the bathroom to clean himself first, after that he went straight into the blanket and fell asleep there without being disturbed by the sound of thunder or rain out there.

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The next morning, Alena wakes up with her burning spirit. The most preferred thing to stay in his village is in the morning, where the cool air and the sound of birdsong that always welcome his morning.

His face was already very fresh even without any polish.

He slowly opened the door, for it was just a simple wooden house owned by his aunt.

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The sound of the door whistling that always makes her smile amused, she feels always there in an old house if it opens the door. Yes, the house that has been almost a year has become his shelter, after he escaped from his real life.

Alena opened her smile when she saw the scene in front of her eyes that felt really soothing her heart and soul that was storing the wound. The wound that only he himself knows of.

Alena spread her arms enjoying the breeze and the air was really soothing. Staying in the countryside, which is on the hill makes it really happy and calm.

Moreover, at any time he could enjoy such an eye-indulgent sight like this.

The village is remote and located very far from the city of Newyork.

Her footsteps walk cheerfully with occasional small runs and jumps even sometimes she twists her body to enjoy the circumstances around her. The road of hills with green meadows as wide as the eye can see, decorated with plants and wildflowers that grow at several points, making the village really beautiful especially last night after the rain, everything really looks refreshing. The sound of the voice of the livestock of the population also began to be unpretentious, because there is a horse and cattle farm.

Alena's right hand occasionally touched some of the wildflowers and weeds she passed, while her left hand held a basket where there were some dresses ordered by her customers.

Although quiet and there are only a few houses that passed her, but did not make the spirit of the beautiful girl shrivel. Her life feels better now, she is no longer haunted by her everyday feelings of fear, yes even though she knows, someday her comfortable life is bound to be disturbed, distracted by someone who intends to seize everything he has.

After a half-hour walk, Alena arrived at a large house. The house was the home of a family of horse ranch owners in his village. The husbandry owner's wife has become a regular subscription for Alena to order dresses and other clothes. Although the beginning was only making a dress for himself, who would have thought, when he was sewing the woman came to his house to order milk on Aunt Grace, who had come, and saw Alena sewing a dress that looked really nice and beautiful.

And from there the name Alena became known to many people as a tailor in their countryside away from downtown Newyork.

"Good morning madam, this dress of your order is done" said Alena with her sweet smile

"Well, I hope you like the mistress" Alena said again

"Of course, your dress is no less good than the famous fashion designer" praised Madam Monic making Alena blush in embarrassment

"You're too overrated, madam. Well then I say goodbye, want to help aunt milking" said Alena

"All right, thank you so much Alena. Oh yeah, did you think about my offer last time" asked Madame Monic to make Alena growl

"Which offer?" Her puzzled question made Madame Monic laugh

"About my son" her reply made Alena flinch and immediately smile awkwardly

"Ah sorry madam, I'm still happy myself like this" replied Alena unpleasantly, her clause lady Monic had repeatedly betrothed her to her handsome son

"Oh, fine, but if you want to get married, just find my son, he must be happy to get a wife like you, smart, talented and very beautiful" Monic said again

"Yes madam, then excuse me" said Alena immediately quickly left from the presence of Madam Monic.

Could have dizzy head being there longer. Indeed his son is handsome and sexy, especially if there is in the countryside it must be his son always trying to approach Alena, but Alena still does not want to open her heart to anyone. Or indeed he has not found someone who is able to seize his heart.

Alena walked excitedly back, she really did not care about the words of Madam Monic earlier. He just wants to enjoy his life right now.

Alena walked down the path, but her steps came to a halt when she saw a few stalks of dandelion flowers blooming at the end of her eyes, just below the foot of the hill.

"Wow, it's so pretty" she murmured. His footsteps were so excited and ran small down a little steep road, although there were many rocks there but he did not care. The short dress with her floral motif was seen fluttering in the wind that morning.

His eyes sparkled beautifully when he arrived down there, the flower bloomed beautifully, and immediately the hands of the gleaming was picking a few stalks to take him home, he said, and sometimes he blew the petals of the flower to the wind.

"You are so beautiful despite growing in the middle of a bush like this" she murmured again

After picking a few stalks, Alena washed her hands in a small lake there. The water is really cool and so clear. Even the cold mist was still billowing above the surface of the lake.

He looked up at the hill, not like a hill in general, but up there was a road crossed by people who were about to leave the city. Very high, even Alena was unable to see her tip.

His eyes are now back circulating to enjoy the beautiful scenery there, although the bush is still growing, but does not reduce its attractiveness.

Alena wants to flip her body back home, but her eyes catch something strange behind the bush, right behind the trees and rocks

"What is that" his murmurs looked puzzled

Despite his initial hesitation, but his feet stepped slowly closer to something that attracted his vision.

Alena walked slowly, slightly rising up over the rocks. His early squinting eyes now widened perfectly when he saw a pale drooping hand.

"Gosh, what is a human hand" he muttered so scared.

But his conscience kept on going, and sure enough, his eyeballs were wide open perfectly when he saw a man lying on the tree with many wounds and with a terrible state of body.

Alena tried to pat the man on the shoulder who is now still on his stomach with doubt

"Sir, sir" called her in a voice that sounded trembling because she was really scared.

Curious, at the end he turned the man's body with difficulty and his eyes immediately squinted when he saw the man wearing a mask on his face that had been split in two.

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