I looked at him and bit my lip again. Hesitating for the umpteenth time. “Uh, I’m not so sure about this.”
“Yah~ you said you’ve always wanted to lie down on clouds.” He pouted while reaching out his hand, fingers moving—beckoning me to go to him. “You just need to jump. I’ll catch ya.”
My grip on the window sill got stronger as I looked down below. The ground somehow seemed much further this time. I heaved a deep sigh. I knew I’ve once told Alta—or maybe everytime we lay down on the green grass watching the white cotton slowly moving in the sky—that I wanted to touch the cloud and rolling on it. I never really thought he would actually listen to such gibberish and wishful thinking. So I was stunned when this evening after I was just preparing tea cups for our little afternoon tea time, he suddenly yelled from upstairs, ‘hey, come here! I’ve got the cloud for ya!’
“Hello, earth to you. Come on! Or else we’ll miss the sunset!” Alta snapped his fingers in front of my face. He nodded his head eagerly like a little kid. His hair flapped a little by the wind. Eyes twinkling in excitement.
I stared at my bare feet slowly inched closer towards the edge of the window. I closed my eyes, inhaled a deep breath, counted to three in my head and took a jump forward. Alta caught my arms and I landed on something soft. I opened my eyes and a big smile came to my face. I was standing on the cloud!
“Let’s go~!” Alta said in an excited voice as he pulled me down to sit. And as if in cue the cloud moved.
I looked back to my window. Opened with the curtains flapping around, it became smaller and smaller as we went up and up and up to the sky.
It wasn’t so bad by the time the city was beginning to look like my brother’s miniature city toy. Houses lined up neatly, tiny cars moving on the streets, green lands that I used to lie down on with Alta, and mountains covered with snow towering high. And the gentle breeze caressed my cheek. It made me calm and relax. Or maybe it was Alta, whose fingers intertwined with mine for the whole time. I glanced at him. He was closing his eyes with a small smile—as if savouring the moment. I squeezed my hand and he opened his eyes, glancing at me.
“Wait, the best is yet to come!” He grinned.
We kept going up, passing by more clouds. Thin and thick, small and big. Until suddenly Alta looked up, shaking my hand. “We’re about to go through clouds!”
I looked up following him. Only a couple of meters above us was what looked like a ceiling made of clouds. We kept moving up slowly until our heads were only inches away from it. I slouched my shoulder, waiting for it to touch the top of my head. Then it happened, we slowly cut through the clouds. I blinked several times, silver dust were flowing around. It sparkles when I blew on it. Alta chuckled and followed me, blowing the clouds. Some of the dust landed on his hair and down to his face. I beamed for he looked so adorable.
“You’re sparkling.” I said staring at him in awe.
He laughed. “Yeah, pretty isn’t it? The sparks.”
Yes you are. The sparks did make him sparkling, and it was indeed pretty. However, something about it made Alta sparkled gracefully. The way the sparks flew away when he laughed or when he ruffled his hair. When some of it fell again on his face, on the tip of his nose, on the corner of his lips, on his long eyelashes.
I smiled. ”Yes it is.”
The cloud suddenly stopped moving. I furrowed my eyebrows, looking around. “Why is it stopping?”
“Come here, I’ll show you something magical.” Alta plopped down to a floor of clouds. It was so big that maybe you could play soccer on it.
I jumped down beside him. The cloud felt so soft under my feet. Alta took my hand and dragged me to the other side. He stopped at the edge, sitting down.
“Look, look.” He pointed his fingers.
I was mesmerized by the view before me. Orange, pink and yellow streak adorned the sky. The sun looked like it was about to burst. Clouds were everywhere near, glowing in orange rays. The pale glow of the moon peeked from the clouds.
Alta leaned back, propped himself with his arms. “I’m glad we’re right on time.” He smiled.
“This is so breathtaking.” I wishpered as the sun slowly going down, turning into a half cirle.
“I know right.” He stared at me with a content smile.
After seeing the sun set, we lay down on the fluffy clouds. Staring at the night sky that slowly falling upon us. You could see the sky clearly, stars appeared one by one. Blinking down at us.
I wriggled in my spot, feeling the softness of the cloud. Alta was doing the same thing, he even tried to make an angel with his arms earlier. I laughed seeing his action. He then sat up only to throw himself back down. His body bounced a little, some of the clouds flew away leaving trails of silver and gold dust.
“Isn’t this the best thing ever?” Alta exclaimed as he took a scoop of clouds in his palms and blew it to the air with all his strength. Silver sparks appeared, filling the empty space above us.
I reached out my hand, the silver spark fell to my palm. Yes, it was the best thing ever to spend the rest of the day with the best person ever. I smiled, sitting up, taking a spoonful of clouds in my palms and blew it to Alta. He squinted his eyes as the sparks fell all over him.
“Hey!” He puffed out his cheeks. Sat up and started to blow clouds towards me.
We laughed while blowing clouds to each other until we were completely covered with silver sparks. I plopped myself down again. Alta blew the last cloud he had in his hand and plopped next to me. I stared at the magical sparks flying.
“I’m going to explode in happiness like a confetti!” Alta exclaimed, giggling like a little kid.
“You’re so silly.”
Then I brought my hand up, looking at my palms and the back of my hand, the spaces between my fingers and the nails. Everything is sparkling so I chuckled.
“What’s so funny?” Alta nudged my arm. He brought his hands up to, staring at it. It was almost the same, all covered in silver sparks.
Then suddenly he pointed at the sky. “Oh! A falling star!”
My eyes widened when a light appeared in the middle of the sky and it moved so fast to the left. It had a tail behind. It was a beautiful sight then that yellow trace disappeared in a blink of an eye. I glanced to my right and saw Alta closed his eyes. His fingers clasped together. After a while he opened his eyes.
“You don’t make a wish?” He glanced at me.
I shook my head, smiling. “My wish already came true. It’s in front of me now.”
He stared at me. “What?”
I held back a laugh and shrugged. Alta smiled sheepishly.
“That means my wish has already come true too.” He grinned.
That night we spent the time lying on the soft white cotton clouds while staring at the night sky full of billion of twinkling stars. With hearts full of happiness and fingers interwined with each other. Promises of ‘I won’t let go’ escaped our mouths filling the air, got blown away by the wind to the falling star.