A blob of blinding light, wild and chaotic, suddenly transforms into a doe-eyed maiden, her limitless ribbons glowing with copper hue, her beauty breathtaking for her co-workers, her inter-galactic fans and especially her tiny, curious-eyed flesh beings.  

The quiet hum of footsteps of time, her skin turns warmer and warmer, causing a faint pink to decorate her lover’s cheeks. 

Being dutiful as always, Time pulls down the tall, dark-blue curtains, the blue-eyed lover chases her behind the buildings, the tiny flesh beings’ daily rigorous motions come to a stop to witness the short game of golden-haired enigma and the charming blue-eyed lover’s game of run and chase.

The curtains down, micro-sized bright orbs automatically blink wide-eyed, rapidly blinking at tiny flesh beings’ slowed-down pace on the mono and duo-toned paths. 

Dazzling white lights moulded in various forms, triggered, lined on the solid monotonous sidelines, buildings, shops, and skyscrapers bathe the modern-buzzing city in a silver-white glow, complementing the slow-breath rhythm of vehicles circling the city.

Hustle and bustle muted under the crispy crackling cooing of crickets, turns up as usual, lulling the city’s soul to sleep, tiny flesh beings to relax in their distinct-sized boxes.

However, not everyone nor everyday is followed by ordinarily repetitive storyline, sometimes, it might be a celebratory, peaceful, stressful or chaotic energy in a disguise of guest knocking on the door. 

High-pitched bell echoes upon sudden foot movements gathered at a door, the usually anticipated tiles baffled, the wide-stanced shadow hovered,  the rigid presence reflected strongly, still hazy on the wooden door, impatiently waiting before the apartment.

Ignoring the unpleasant buzz of the doorbell, a woman in her modest nightdress walks towards the door, the tiles squeaky on her sandals, an unbothered hand pulled in, letting trouble invade her space.

Her eyes widen, her bow-shaped lips part, and inevitably her hands hover over her mouth. Her grip on the door handle hardens when known, unfamiliar strangers throw unwanted words, which she buried long ago in the past.

Narrowed eyes demanding to be allowed inside, her stance unwilling, lips pressed together,  bravely requesting the uniform officials, fast-paced eye blinks, still her request was dismissed.

Unwavering courage filled in; she stood as a wall between her house and them.

The woman scoffs, annoyance dominates her tone, “ Increíble, Increíble. Esto es falso. (Unbelievable. This is untrue. ) 

Creo que viniste a la casa equivocada. (  I think you came to the wrong house.) 

Perdona por hacerte perder el tiempo, pero estás en la dirección equivocada. (Sorry for wasting your time, but you are at the wrong address.)

Tenga la amabilidad de llevar a cabo su deber en otro lugar.”(Kindly carry your duty somewhere else.)

A stern voice cut in, not talking ‘no’ for an answer, his steel gaze challenging her flickering, hesitant eyes, and warns her for the last time with his arms crossed, ready to divert every excuse she has,“ Señora ( Mrs.) Flores. We are at the right address. Let us politely carry out our investigation and duty.

It’s for your own good.

We have trusted and official information about her, closely related to your family.

Don’t interfere, otherwise, we will be forced to take strong action against your family.

Defensive stance, hesitant eyes without a single move from our side, strongly confirms my suspicion.

 For your own good, step aside and let us clarify our suspicion, and if you didn’t cooperate naturally, still you might have to; no other choice remains since it is our duty.

Judging the case file in my hand, it would be best to not meddle, and above all, you are partly responsible for the inconvenience and trouble that happened to her, the loved one of yours.”

The woman grits her teeth, unable to digest, eyes narrowed, rebukes with an air of defensive arrogance,“ WHAT! HOW impolite of you to raise your finger toward me. You don’t know anything.

Whoever has filed a case for her is just a clueless and foolish person, delivering senseless false truths and facts to you. SHE is not at all related to us in any way.

And, before you inspect my house, confirm your sources and then bring me the evidence of your baseless truth and facts, then I might allow you in. Nonetheless, I do respect the work you do for us, so I apologize for my rudeness, but I won’t let you in, especially when you want to discuss about her. “

Due to her menacing loud tone, two male figures came out of their rooms and stood next to that woman.

A boy near the age of 20, asks her with a worried tone, “ Mamá (Mom). Why are you shouting? And why are you arguing with these police officers? And why are police officers standing at our door? ”

Her son gasps, “ Mamá, are they here due to our neighbours’ complaint? ” His mom gawks at him in disbelief.

He turns towards the police officers, mimicking an innocent expression, dramatically acting, “ Sir, forgive my Mamá for once. She will not repeat her mistake.”

The police officers were confused at her son’s statement, and one of them asked, “ What do you mean? Did she cause trouble for your neighbours? ”

A smirk spreads on her son’s face, hidden from their view, adding more flavour with his convincing tone,“ Obviously, many times, whenever she is quite happy or excited, she sings songs that are inhumanly inaudible to normal human ears.

Even though, as her son, I can tolerate her as I love my mom. But others can’t. They might have developed deafness or hearing troubles. But it is understandable for them to file a complaint against my lovely mother for this.”

The police officers chuckle and pretend not to laugh at his statement. But her husband is laughing loudly without any care or fear.

Mom scoffs, “ You, Joaquin, don’t utter a single word right now. They are here to confirm some truths, which are false and mindless rumours. “

Joaquin’s Dad speaks with a calm tone,” Tranquilo ( Calm down), Emilia. They are just doing their duty. Don’t fret.” His Dad faces the police officers and speaks with a polite tone, “ What brought you to our door? How can we help you, Officer ?”

One younger inspector among them speaks with a strict tone, “ Señor ( Mr.) Ignacio Flores, we are here to investigate and enquire about your daughter, who has been missing for a month.

Strangely, the person who filed a missing report was a friend of hers, who claimed that the disappearance of your daughter was to be blamed on her biological family.

That is you all. So- “The inspector was interrupted by Ignacio, who spoke with a hint of irritation in his tone, “ You are extremely mistaken about the situation.

 We do not have any daughters. We have one and only single child, and that is our dear Joaquin. 

I am afraid that you have been tricked by some girl.”

Joaquin’s face shifted from doubt to joy as he heard the young inspector’s claim, and he hugged his mother while jumping up and down.

The audience present there was looking at him like he was some kind of strange animal. One of the police officers whispers in the chief officer’s ears, “ This family is quite unpredictable.

I mean, they aren’t aware that their daughter exists and has been missing for a month. And this young man is celebrating upon hearing this sad news.”

Emilia bit her lip in frustration, aggressively twisting the bottom ends of her tunic. Both Joaquin and his dad noticed her behaviour. Immediately, their eyes met, and an unspoken understanding, their senses tingled. 

Joaquin’s lip parted, mouthing some words, his dad’s eyes widened, vigorously shaking his head as if he had seen a shooting star in daylight.

Emilia’s face red as the sun, her eyes spitting fire, Joaquin and his dad slowly stepping back, looking for cover, not interested in getting burned. 

Joaquin is making a hand gesture above his head, calling for at least one police officer to warn them of the explosion.

 Instead of escaping quickly from the door, they gave Joaquin a ‘done with this kid’ look. They overlooked him, he still continues hinting at them, pointing at the door, one of them sneers at him, he joins his dad behind Emilia. 

Both taking an oath to test Emilia’s patience, mumbling and rambling, Emilia glanced over her shoulder, her eyes could burn a hole in the wall right now, and both were unaware, engrossed in their unnecessary discussion.  

Emilia groans,“ BOTH OF YOU, JUST STAND THERE WITH SHUTTER DOWN ON YOUR MOUTHS. IT’S A KIND REQUEST, MY LOVELY SON AND DEAR HUSBAND.”

Her focus shifted on them, a younger officer gulped hearing her tigress voice, and others stood with rigidness, ” AND YOU ALL, WHO DID YOU CALL UNPREDICTABLE? WE ARE NOT AT ALL WEIRD. WE-Ignacio intervenes, in a slow-paced tone, “ Tranquilo. Tranquilo, Emilia. All families are weird in a good way. There is nothing wrong with that.”