The Greatest Gift Ever, Part 7

"Mom?"

"Yes?"

"Can we visit some cool places in Norway?"

"Later, honey."

"Not cool."
Mom laughed.

"What place that you want to go, Kells?" Asked Jazzie.

"Umm, I don't know. What about you?"

"I wanna go to sunflower fields." Said her. "I'm sunflower addicted. Have you seen my bedroom?"

"Of course I never go to your room before, 'cause I never come to your house."

She turned on her cell phone. "New text message for you, Kells."

I took her cell phone, and yes- Gerald texted me again.

"Hey dudeeey, wazzup? How are you doin' there?"

I replied him.

"Umm, nothing. I don't know what I want to do, but Jazzie told me that she wants to visit sunflower fields."

Five minutes later:

"Sunflower fields? Oh, I know it! There's a sunflower field in Norway, but I don't know where it is."

Damn!

"Not Cool, Gerald. I'm serious."

Then:

"Hey, I'm serious too! I forgot the place. By the way, when you want to do the surgery?"

Okay:

"I think the day after tomorrow, or it will be next week. Wish me luck, Gerald."

Then:

"Ooookay, Kells. Have fun with Jazzie! Please say hi to her. Bye~"

"You got a shoutout." I said. Jazzie smiled. "Let me guess. Gerald?"
"Uh uh."
"He likes me, Kells." She said. I shocked. "How do you know?"
"Well, he never tells to me, but I think he likes me. He always texted me everyday."
"Oh."

"Okay, kids. Do you want to go to somewhere?" Asked mom.
"Yes, I want." I answered. "I'm bored right now."
"Don't worry. I know what's the place that you two want to go."
I smiled to Jazzie. She smiled to me.

And finally, we went to sunflower field, just like Jazzie wants. And you know? The sunflower field that we visited is So wonderful! They're the beautiful flower.
"My grandmother said that this is the perfect place to make a wish."
Make a wish? Wonderful.
"Why don't you make a wish?" I asked.
"I'm making right now, and nobody knows it." She smiled. "You too, Kells! Make a wish."

What wish?

I'm not good at making some wishes. I brought a piece of paper and a pen, then started to write.

God, I wish I could start again from when I was born. Enjoy my life as long as I can. If my life is almost over,Please don't make people cried because of me, 'cause I can't stand to see that.If my life is almost over,Please gimme a few minutes to say sorry to everybody. To people that has been sick because of me.I wish,I can do the surgery, so I can enjoy the world in longer time. To be nice with people.And if I'm get off from my liver disease,I'm going to entertain another patient in the hospital that has the same disease like me.To make them happy.God, I know you hear me. Sincerly,Kellen.

We were playing on the field. And you know? Playing on the sunflower field is wonderful. We always took the photos, and have fun in there. We went to a small restaurant with some delicious food in there. And I really-really love it.

And suddenly, I think about something.
Something that makes me stressed.
"Kells?" Asked Jazzie.
"Ya?"
"Are you okay?" Asked her. "You don't feel happy. Are you okay?"
Actually, I'm thinking about my wish that I made.
"Umm, I'm okay." I'm trying to smiled. She looked at the paper that I hold.
"What's that?"
"Oh, it's my wishlist."
She smiled. "I see. Then, let's make the wish grant!"
"How?" I asked.
She smiled again. "By flying the paper."
"How?"
"I brought some ballons." She said. "I always do that when I'm still in elementary. Grant the wish by flying it with ballons."
"Sounds interesting." I said. "Let's begin."
"Okay, then."
She took the ballons and trying to blew it, with little help from dad.
"Okay, Kells. Ballons are ready." She said. "Let's tie your paper."
I tied my paper on the rope.
I hope my wishes are really granted.
"Look, they're flying." Jazzie looked to the sky.

I hope I can enjoy this time, once again.