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Garland - Prolog (ID)

PROLOG


Di bawah gemerlapnya cahaya keemasan, seekor burung mungil dengan sepasang mata bulat besarnya terlihat begitu memikat hati. Dengan tubuh kecil, ia tak berhenti melompat riang. Kanan-kiri, penuh rasa ingin tahu.

Alunan merdu nan hangat nyanyian si mungil terdengar dari balik sangkar. Sayang, ia hanya bisa terbang pendek dan berputar-putar di dalamnya. 

Sesungguhnya, burung kecil yang berada di dalam sangkar itu bukanlah seutas origami belaka, melainkan Jill yang tengah terkurung.

Tanpa lelah Jill terus memerhatikan keindahannya; yang tersayang dan paling berharga. Aku akan terus melindungimu -- begitu janjinya.

Tata krama, memainkan bermacam-macam alat musik, bernyanyi, belum lagi teknik origami, menenun, bahkan merajut pakaian -- semua itu harus dipelajari para Omega dengan antusias demi mendapatkan kasih sayang dan perhatian. Meski sejujurnya tak satu pun dari pelajaran di atas yang menyenangkan.

Jill sangat berterima kasih pada Albard, teman kecil sekaligus orang yang memberikan si burung mungil; kicauannya membuat suasana tempat ini serasa di tengah rindangnya hutan lebat.

Yang paling berharga bagi Jill; harta yang tersayang.

Karena begitu menyayanginya, Jill juga ingin si mungil bahagia. Makanya, dia ingin melepas bebas sang burung mungil dari sangkar.

Si mungil mengepakkan kedua sayapnya begitu lebar di dalam sangkar yang sempit.

Ah, si mungil ingin secepatnya bisa terbang bebas – pikir Jill. Andaikan dia juga seekor burung, Jill pastilah ingin bebas mengarungi langit luas.

Hempasan angin di birunya lautan angkasa, memasuki hutan yang rimbun, melihat hijaunya dunia di dalam sana, jauh; ke mana pun, sejauh apa pun, dia ingin terbang dengan bebas.

Meski hanya dalam hitungan detik, Jill yang terkunci di balik sangkarnya ingin bisa merasakan kebebasan itu. Begitu pula dengan burung mungil ini, pasti… 

Si mungil masih berputar-putar di dalam 'sangkar' besar sampai menyentuh langit-langit. Ketika dia melihat secercah cahaya langit luas dari balik jendela, si mungil langsung menyerbu; berusaha menggapainya.

"...!"

Tersentak. Suara Jill tercekat di tenggorokan.

Si mungil yang tidak menyadari kaca jendela yang tertutup, menabrak. Terantuk, kemudian terjatuh lemas. 

Panik, Jill lekas mendekap si mungil di dalam telapak tangan. Si mungil terlihat begitu lemah, deru napasnya cepat, tubuhnya bergetar hebat sampai akhirnya  diam tak bergerak.

Cepat sekali kejadian itu. Kehangatan yang terpancar dari tubuh si mungil enyah begitu saja; warna kehidupan perlahan menghilang dari tubuh.

Rasa dingin mulai menyebar di telapak tangan Jill; tubuh tak bernyawa si mungil tergeletak kaku. Entah berapa lama waktu berlalu, Jill pun ikut terpaku dalam diam.

Semua ini salahku.

Padahal Jill tahu, burung jenis apa pun, ketika dia melihat lapangnya langit biru pasti tubuhnya bergerak sendiri ingin terbang mengarungi. Padahal Jill tahu…

Ω

Tak lama, waktu makan pun tiba. Meski begitu Jill tetap tidak keluar dari kamarnya. Para pelayan sudah beberapa kali datang dan mengetuk pintu, tetapi tetap saja tidak ada sautan. Hingga membuat saudara Jill yang lain cemas.

Kakak laki-lakinya yang ikut khawatir memutuskan mengunjungi kamar Jill. Betapa terkejutnya sang kakak ketika membuka pintu dan memasuki kamar Jill. Di dalam ruangan yang gelap, Jill terduduk sambil memangku burung kecil di dalam telapak tangannya.

"Jill yang malang. Kenapa kamu keluarkan dia dari sangkarnya?" Nada jahil yang biasa dialunkan sang kakak, kali ini tak terdengar.

"...aku, semuanya gara-gara aku. Andai saja aku tadi membuka jendela… Salahku. Kalau dari awal sudah kubuka, si mungil pasti tidak akan mati."

"Jangan bicara begitu, Jill." Kakaknya menghela napas, "Jill pikir semuanya akan lebih baik kalau Jill membuka jendelanya? Memang, burung itu bisa keluar dan terbang bebas, tapi di luar sana ada gagak dan juga elang yang bakal memburunya. Pada akhirnya burung peliharaan Jill akan mati juga. Meski harus berada di dalam sangkar, tapi dia memang terlahir dan tumbuh menerima banyak limpahan kasih sayang, kalau ujung-ujungnya dia mati di alam bebas, bukankah itu akan sangat menyedihkan?"

Jill membalas sengit sang kakak, "Tapi dia bebas!" 

Jill memandang tajam ke arah kakaknya. Gelegakkan amarah pada dadanya bergemuruh. Rasa panas meluap-luap hampir tumpah. Kecewa. "Aku tahu, aku paham karena aku selalu memerhatikannya. Hanya bisa mengepakkan sayap di dalam sangkar yang sempit, padahal dia ingin terbang dan menjelajah sampai ke ujung dunia. Dengan kicauannya yang begitu merdu… Aku yakin dia sebenarnya ingin mengunjungi hutan tempat asalnya, mengobrol dengan saudara-saudaranya yang ada di sana. Terkurung di dalam sangkar, bukankah ini yang lebih pantas disebut menyedihkan?

...Aku heran. Kakak ini cuma mengatakan hal yang bisa diterima dan sejalan dengan apa yang ada dalam pikiran kakak. Lantas menolak yang lain."

Seketika raut wajah sang kakak berubah; menampakkan senyum miris.

"Kamu cuma tidak bisa menerimanya, malah menyamakan posisimu dengan si burung itu. Sebenarnya yang Jill ucapkan tadi semuanya bukan tentang burung itu, kan? Tapi keinginan Jill sendiri?"

"Tidak, bukan begitu!"

"Masih tidak mau mengakuinya, eh? Jill, kamu tidak pernah mau mengikuti pelajaran tata krama, juga benci berada di dalam rumah seharian. Tingkahmu itu sampai membuat Ibunda kerepotan."

Jill hanya bisa terdiam, "..."

"Ingat, kita itu Omega!"

Ucapan sang kakak diakhiri dengan bentakan keras; dadanya naik-turun.

"Ibunda selalu bilang, sejak lahir, kita, para Omega adalah orang-orang yang spesial, keberadaan kita begitu penting dan berharga. Kita selalu dilimpahi kasih sayang, dan kita juga telah ditakdirkan untuk hidup bahagia. Sayangnya, walau sudah memiliki semua kebahagian itu, Jill tetap saja berkeinginan untuk pergi ke luar; yang ada di luar sana hanya kesengsaraan. Kenapa Jill, kenapa...?"

"Aku…"

"Sama saja dengan burung itu."

Tatapan matanya dingin. Menusuk dengan kebencian yang tersirat. Sang kakak menatap Jill seakan-akan tengah mengasihaninya.

"Burung seperti milikmu itu tidak lahir di hutan. Manusia lah yang merawat dan membesarkannya dengan rasa sayang dan belas kasih. Kalau tidak ada yang menyayangi, burung itu tidak akan bisa hidup; sumber kebahagiaan sang burung adalah manusia itu sendiri. Kamu yang dengan egoisnya melepas burung milikmu itu justru mendatangkan kematian baginya. Andai saja dia tetap berada di dalam sangkarnya, besok maupun tahun depan, dia pasti masih bisa berkicau riang."

Jill kembali menatap si mungil di telapak tangan.

Meski dirinya tidak mau mengakui apa yang telah diucapkan sang kakak, Jill juga tidak bisa membantah. Jill sangat menyayangi si mungil, makanya dia ingin melepas bebas burung itu.

Manusia atau burung sekalipun, keduanya berhak untuk hidup -- meski sesungguhnya, apa yang dikatakan sang kakak, semuanya benar. 

Pada akhirnya, si mungil telah tiada.

...si mungil dan aku sama.

Jill seorang Omega, untuk itu dia tidak boleh menginjak dunia luar. Omega sudah ditakdirkan untuk terus terkurung di dalam sangkar. 

Demi mendapat limpahan kasih sayang, Jill dilarang pergi ke luar. Bahkan kalau dia berhasil meninggalkan tempat ini, tak ada tempat yang akan menerimanya di luar sana.

Benar, Jill ialah burung yang tak dapat terbang.


pn/ed: Ron, Jo

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TMA - Chapter 2 Part 1


MKV


part 1

After dealing with a random man last night, Ben had difficulty sleeping. Yet he forced himself to get ready for work. He showered, then dried his hair with a towel. His gold hair was shining under the light of the sun that came through his flat's window.

Whilst drying his hair, Ben walked around his living room with a frowning face. He took his black T-shirt and put it over, thinking of grabbing some food on the way before getting into the office. But somehow he lost his appetite for food, craving for cigarettes instead.



He put his jeans and sneakers on, then checking on his belt gun and the ammunitionit's already like a habit to him. He put the belt gun on and put on his leather jacket.

Before he left the house, he looked at his own reflection on the mirror. For some reasons unknown to him, his half-dried gold hair looked darker than usual. His already slim frame got skinnier as he didn't have his meal properly.

He brushed his hair away from his temple once before he opened the door. The umbrella he put next to the door from last night was still there. Must be that guy's umbrella. He just left it there, thinking that he's unable to turn it back to that guy.

It was a cold morning in winter. Ben mumbled how cold it was under his breath. The piercing wind blew so hard like it's a slap to the face. Ben's working hours were actually flexible so he didn't have to go to work early in the morning, but because he failed his mission last night, he decided to just pop in the office early to get new information of his target today.

When winter comes to an end and spring starts to come, that period of time is the most dangerous.

When spring approaches, people who usually spend their time huddled at home in the winter will start going out until late at night. The usually barren street will be filled with people again. And then those vampires will come out to hunt like predators hungry for their preys.

When that time comes, he wished that he know nothing about these and stayed at home instead. But he knew he couldn't (and wouldn't) let that happen to people.

The target that he chased after last night was the leader of the group and was said to be a close person. If he couldn't capture him, he would have just killed him right away, yet neither was done. In short, it was a big failure.

It was seldom of him to make any mistake, but this time he was proven wrong. He made a huge mistake in an important mission, and if this continues, he could get a restriction and kicked out from future missions.

Ben took the subway and arrived at the London Police Station Department. Across the building, a Scotland Yard sign caught his attention. London Police Station Department was located in the Scotland castle area so it wasn't well known to the public.

He decided to get inside the building. The new building's glass was dazzling under the morning's sun, letting its' rays enter inside the building.  

Ben straightened his back and also strengthened his feet before entering the building. The hallway was slippery, as if it's proof that it was cleaned thoroughly. He trod the floor carefully, then hopped into the elevator. He got off on the 4th floor.

The winter's sun shone brightly and blindly, brightening the hallways. When it was the first time Ben located to the headquarter, MKV hasn't been an official department yet.

Rumour has it that it's better to choose the underground office instead since it was safer. But he had also heard about the story of those bastards who could appear and attack any time, making it dangerous to work in the upper floors.

The fact that vampires could adapt and assimilate themselves to be like humans make them even more dangerous. Some of them are even able to walk around in the daylight, just like the average humans. And since England's weathers are mostly cloudy instead of sunny, it makes this place to be a perfect dwelling for those bastards.

Plus, if Ben's were to be placed underground, he runs the risk of murdering himself. Even with the help of the sunlight, it's still a hard terrain to capture those bastards―even the younger ones.



Also, if he were going to be placed at the underground he would be so angry that it's better for him to just quit the job. At that time, no one listened to his words.

The Yard's 4th floor is where the light of the sun can come inside perfectly at MKV.

Ben read what's written on the office's door. He grinned. MKV, what a childish name, he thought.



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TMA - Chapter 1 Part 3


THE MAN WHO WAS BORN ON SATURDAY


part 3

Ben held the umbrella in one hand and supported the man with his other hand when the taxi pulled off.  He opened the front door of his flat and left the umbrella on the floor. Walking to his bedroom with the man still on his support, he then lied the man down on the bed. 

With an awkward hand move, Ben helped to unbutton the man's vest and took off his necktie. Ben now could have a closer look of the man yet he didn't stop cursing. 
Instead of getting his target today, he found a passed out man on the ground. It gave him more burdens to carry. He was close to leave the man there and pretended to not see him but he had gotten this weird feeling that something was off. 



First of all, the man didn't seem to be a human, hence Ben couldn't just leave him. Second, he could have been the prey. Ben was just trying to be kind and helpful. 

He took another look at the stranger and didn't find any particular wound on his body. 

Ben had himself questioning again after he was sure the man wasn't hurt. 

He found the man lying among the trash bags with blood spots here and there. Moreover, rather than him passing out and fainting on the ground, it was as if someone had moved him and put him there, dying among the trash. 

Or he purposely lied down there and pretended to faint. 

He once again thought to himself whether this man was his target or not. If maybe his decision of saving him was wrong.

Ben finally lifted up his gaze after a long stare at the man whose eyes were shut still. 

Although it was weak, Ben was certain that he could felt the man’s heartbeat when he checked his pulse. And that made the stranger a human.

Ben checked and pressed his abdomen where there were muscles. Ben searched through here and there just in case there's visceral injury that couldn't be seen because it was covered by his clothes, but nothing. He found nothing.

Ben stepped back and tried to observe the still unconscious man on the bed. 

Ben eventually rolled his eyes and brushed his hair. He sat down and leaned on the bed.  After making sure he was safe and comfortable, Ben tried to rest after failing on his mission. Even though it's more comfortable for Ben to sleep on the couch, he didn't want to bother moving his body so he forcefully closed his eyes.

Miller frowned when he woke up to a very low ceiling. 

He closed his eyes again in an attempt to recall what just happened. It was 3 in the morning, the darkest time of the day, when he was about to open the medicine's packing. 

Miller remembered the scene before he fell asleep. To escape from a Dampire that had been chasing after Vampire, he purposely ate a medicine and pour blood around the trash bags and made it look like he fainted. He gave out the information about that place with a rumour that it was a place often visited by Vampire. 

On a pile of garbage Miller touched his hair before he fell asleep. 

He asked his brother to buy a sleeping pill that would make him sleep for only an hour but he was sure that his brother gave him a stronger pill. Miller actually thought of buying a sleeping pill that would make him sleep for 2 hours long but knowing his brother is a prankster, he asked for an hour pill instead.  

Putting aside his brother and his prank, Miller tried to get up from the bed. That was when he saw a round head with golden hair leaning on the bed. 

Miller had met Benjamin Edgar, the Dampire, before. When Miller met Ben prior, he doubted himself about Ben's true identity. It was hard to tell at first. Miller purposely made it as if they were fated to meet each other to tear down Ben's guard. 

By the information that he put together until now, Ben was not the type who trust stranger easily but he also could not ignore stranger who needs help. He had a lot of affection. Frankly speaking, Ben is a good person. Honesty speaking, he's quite a dumb type. The situation now was the proof: no one would take a stranger he just met to his place like Ben did. 

Based on the information, he was most likely to succeed yet he could not help but still feeling worried. 

Miller got out of the bed slowly. He didn't seem very happy about his shirt but first, he went to check on Ben. He walked toward Ben. 

Miller couldn't see Ben's face clearly as he was dozing off with his head down. Miller licked his lips whilst looking at the back of Ben's pale neck. 

Miller didn't feel so right about this, right now. Miller couldn't feel anything about Ben. 

He walked closer to have a better look at Ben's face. Miller squatted down and touched Ben's chin to try to lift Ben's head. 

"What the—" 

It must be a habit, bringing his weapon when he sleeps. 

"I'm sorry." 

Ben slowly lifted up his head. As if he wasn't dozing off minutes ago, he opened his blue eyes brightly, he had his guard on. 

Ben couldn't hide the fact that he's got a bad feeling about this situation. He looked at the man and saw what he did to the man's shirt earlier, before he slept. Nothing changed. 

From a closer distance, Ben could smell the man's neat scent. Was it a fabric softener or a perfume, or maybe it was a scent from Miller's body? The scent made him dizzy. 

The man looked puzzled but he didn't seem to be scared. The man seemed to be just fine. He let out a sigh. 

"You can leave if you're feeling better now." 

Ben rubbed the back of his neck and got up. He checked on his weapon once again and headed toward his bed. He sat on his bed whilst looking at his shoelaces. 

Ben never took off his shoes even when he was sleeping because he never knew when he had to chase or be chased. He didn't even remember when it first started.

The man's figure distracted him when he was checking on his shoes. See? It was only a burden to bring the man to his place. 

"Do you have something to say?"

"Ah, where am I now?" 

Maybe it was time for him to quit the job. Of course it was an ordinary question for an ordinary human to ask. He had lost count of how many times he mistook his target. 

"Do you know any taxi number?" 

Staying calm, Miller asked what needed to be asked. Ben answered all questions asked by Miller one by one. 

"I'm a human. Can you at least tell me your name?" Miller asked in a polite tone. It felt like he was in an old movie with a horror atmosphere. 

Ben, who was leaning on the bed, turned his head to the left toward Miller. Ben had this feeling that if he didn't say the answer the man's question, he wouldn't leave his house. He regretted taking the man to his place. 

"Before you ask other people you should introduce yourself first. That's a basic manner, don’t you learn about it?" 

It was shown obviously that the man was raised in a wealthy environment. His face turned sour before it changed back to normal again. 

"O'donough. Miller O'donough." 

In the room filled with silence, a voice was heard.

"Benjamin Edgar." 

After telling his name to Miller, Ben fixed his position, completely ready to sleep. 

Miller watched Ben and thought. He finally found one of the things that had been haunting him on his head. 

Miller swallowed his saliva and looked at the lazy gesture of Ben's hand pointing toward the door. 

"Just leave the door open. It's fine." 

It was Ben telling him to leave the house now. 

The sun had begun to rise outside. 

Miller stepped back from Ben's bed and looked at him silently. As Miller opened the door and went out, he said, "See you later, Ben."



Ben didn't feel so happy about Miller calling him Ben. They just met few hours ago but Miller had already acted like they were a close friend. 

You could not dislike people without any particular reason but Ben just hated Miller, the man he just met few hours ago. Ben had no idea whether Miller's a human or not. But one thing he was sure of, fainting in a pile of garbage wasn't a big deal.





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