1. A Beloved Child of God

Once upon a time, live a girl called Zita. She grow up in a temple, which was built for a person full of miracles. Zita was born with a miracle that no one can compare. Zita has never gone out of the temple since she was taken in when she was 5, the temple protects her because of her rare miracle. They called her a beloved child of God, an 8 years old Divine girl. Zita has a very good manner and is kind to everyone. The old dotes on her, and the young respect her. She's just very lovely and much more beautiful than the others. She has long black hair like the night sky and green eyes like the emerald that is so clear and sparkling. Her eyelashes are so thick and her facial features so delicate. Her body figures are so slender with fair white pinky skin like those pearls. She loves to wear a robe made from colorful feathers, that are made by someone in the temple. Like now, she wears that robe to play with her friends inside the temple.

"Madha! wait for me!" Said Zita to a young boy that wear white robe feathers. The boy looks so handsome, he stands not so far from Zita. That boy called Madha has brown Curly hair that is so shiny, he has bright rainbow eye color which is so rare. He looks taller than Zita, and his skin tone is similar to Zita. He looks at Zita because she just called his name. Zita approaches him and clings to his right arm. "Here you are! I just searched for you everywhere, since this morning to show you something wonderful! You have to see that!" Said her while she drag Madha to go with her. Madha just follow her obediently and they arrived at the garden that lies at the center of the temple. It the full of trees and flowers, just like a small forest. Ditya releases her hand from Madha's arm.

"What will you show to me?" Ask Madha curiously while he plays with Zita's long hair with his fingers. Zita and Madha are known as a very close friend since they two were brought together into the temple, they have different nature but it seems to be compatible with each other. Madha has the same age as Zita, so they naturally became playmates.

"Take a look Madha! Let me show you something interesting!" Said Zita and then she took a very deep breath and exhales slowly, she repeat that about five times and... "Dear my friend the apple tree, please wake up from your sleep... Listen to my voice and obey my command..." Said her to the tree that was in front of her. Curiosity expressed on Madha's face, he watch carefully the big tree that Zita mentioned before.

"Zita, what are you doing? What is that supposed to mean?" Ask Madha looks curious about what will Zita perform to him. Zita looks back at him, and she smiles. "What so fun Zita? Please tell me, I don't understand..." He continues and he suddenly looks so surprised.

"See? Wonderful isn't it?" Said Zita looks satisfied while a very big tree behind her seems to be alive. The tree suddenly has some carve that is similar to a human face. That face expresses as if it just waking up from deep slumber.

"How...how can you do it?" Ask Madha, mesmerized. He can't take away his eyes from the tree and Zita grabs his hand to get closer to it. Madha become more and more curious about the miracle that happened in front of his eyes. "Can it even talk?" Ask him to Zita.

Zita giggles a bit and she looks into the tree and said... "Hello, hmmm...Mr. Tree. How do you do?" Ask her to the living apple tree, and Madha's excite get increased.

"Hello, little Miss. We meet again." The tree answered. Both Zita and Madha look so happy and their eyes full of excitement. The living apple tree notices and it smiles at them. "What can I help you with, my Miss?" Ask the living apple tree.

"Zita, ask him about his name!" Said Madha while he whispers to her right ear. The tree directly looks at him, the branch suddenly getting longer and it touches the head of Madha gently.

"My name is anything that you want to name me with, little young master." Said the living apple tree with a warm tone. The wind blows and the sun is at its highest peak. Madha gets fascinated with the things that the living tree can do to him.

"Madha, what will you call the living apple tree with?" Ask Zita to Madha while she grabs his hand, it makes him sober. Madha looks like he thoroughly thinks about what he should name it with. Once again his eyes examine the tree carefully.

"Malus, let us call it as Malus." Answer Madha, with a bright smile. The tree response to its new name. Malus smiles gently and the carves look like just the old folks. "How old are you, Malus?" Ask Madha, curious.

"Hmm... I don't know, I have already been here since the world was created and I get consciousness since yesterday because of the young miss." Answer Malus rubbing gently the head of Zita with its.

"Wow, you already so old Malus!" Said Zita looks surprised. She touches Malus's branch which is above her. "Malus, can I have some of your fruit?"

Ask Zita politely. Malus smiles and bends down his branch which contains so much fruit in it, so Zita can reach the fruits. Zita reaps one by one the fruit that she wants, and Madha helps her. They only take as much as they can handle with their bare hands. "Thank you, Malus." Said Zita looks so happy.

"I wonder how can you make Malus alive, Zita?" Ask Madha sounds curious.

"I don't know... Yesterday it's just a coincidence, I never imagined I can do such a miracle..." Zita answered him and she looks so honest about it.

Madha looks hopeless since he knew that he couldn't get any answers that can make him satisfied.

"Young Miss, maybe I'm already old enough since I'm already tired now. Can I go back to my sleep?" Ask Malus to its benefactor.

"You can get tired?" Ask Madha looks surprised with what Malus said to them.

"Of course, Young Master. Because I'm a living creature too. Just like you, I eat, grow, breathe,

and can get old. And the miracles made me feel tired not for being a normal tree, it makes me feel another feeling like a human being ." Answer Malus, and he suddenly yawning just like someone sleepy.

"Ha-ha-ha!" Zita and Madha laugh together. Because they found it somewhat funny.

"How can you yawn like that Malus? hehe..." Said Madha, trying to hold his laughter.

"Yeah, it's so wonderful!" Said Zita while she give her apple to Madha and she walk closer to touch the face of Malus. "Okay, Malus... It's time for you to get some rest, just sleep my dear friend." She continues. After what she said, Malus's eyes closed and the face begin to fade away slowly until it disappear. Madha looks fascinated by that moment.

"Zita, can you please be honest with me? What is your miracle form? Have you ever done this before? It's that anyone you ever told about this other than me?" Ask Madha nicely. Zita get close to him and put his hands on his shoulders.

"I don't have anyone else that can I trust more than you, Madha. So the answer is a big 'No'." She answers straightforward, without even needing to think. "Whatever you see, it's exclusively yours my close aide." She continues. Madha looks surprised and happy to hear the answer.

"Yes, you better not tell anyone about it. Because I don't think it's a good thing. I'm worried it will only harm you since you already had so many magnificent abilities that above others miracle. They will make you a goddess and you will not become the beloved child of God anymore if they worship you. You know that only means you want to challenge the real God supremacy." Said Madha looks so serious. Zita put her hands down from him.

"I don't want to be hated by God... It's scary..." Said Zita looks afraid. "I don't want to disappear so soon or even die too miserable just because of it." She continues.

"So let's keep Malus's case a secret okay? And please don't be so reckless to train your miracle next time, what if some incident happens and I can't cover you anymore..." Ask Madha, looks so worried.

"Okay, I promise you. I will always be careful with my miracle from now on." Zita answered, 9de of the temple. Madha followed her from behind.

A moment later, when they were already inside the temple. It's crowded with adults who wear white robes, they called the Holy Grace. They stand in the line like fences. Zita and Madha who just got back from the garden look curious about what happened. And they get closer to one of them, a Holy Grace with red hair. Both of them know every Holy Grace that resides in the temple, including the red-haired women with hazelnut eyes.

"May God bestows peace upon you, Your Holiness Agni." Madha politely greets the Red-Haired woman named Agni. She notices Madha and Zita and she smiles at them.

"May God bestows peace upon you, too." Response Holy Grace Agni. "What can I help you with, My Child?" Ask her to them that looks so curious about the thing that happened.

"May we know what happens?" Ask Madha to her, while his eyes gaze around.

"There is someone who called as God Incarnation, come into our temple." Holy Grace Agni answered them kindly. After hearing the answer, Madha and Agni look so excited. They too, want to see the Incarnation of God.

"Will they live with us in here?" Ask Zita curious, since an Incarnation of God is sounded like a very special miracle. And every person who is born with a miracle must be brought into the temple. The Holy Grace Agni look at the two kids with a warm gaze, and she put her right hand above Zita's head.

"No. It's not 'they', but a 'he'. And he will not be brought in here." Said Holy Grace Agni, answering the question. Hearing the answer makes the kids look at each other, with anxiety. "Listen to me, do you know that once upon a time when the first King was nominated? Human King called themself as the Incarnation of God since He can rule over anything just beneath God itself. And that person, a boy over there with white hair. He is the first king descendant, so people called him an incarnation of God. So, do you understand now?" Ask Holy Grace Agni after she explain it to them carefully while she pointed an albino young boy.

"Why his hair so white, his skin also so white and looks pale. How can a God be like that, like a sick person?" Madha whispers to Zita.

"People said, God, lives above the cloud. You know-how white the cloud is. Maybe when it comes down to this terra, it's manifest got the pigment of those clouds." Said Zita, whispering back to Madha.

" So it's better for you to only become a beloved child of God then. At least you look miraculously beautiful." Said Madha, praising her. Zita nodded when she heard that. Holy Grace Agni actually can hear everything that has been said between them, She looks like someone who held back her laughter.

"Don't you know they called a Holy Grace like us as a lineage of the fallen one? People think they are bound to heaven, and we are punished with terra. They demand us to assist them so we too someday can go back to become the heaven being." Said Holy Grace Agni to the innocent kids in front of her. When they heard of it, they looks so surprised.

"Seriously? Didn't Holy Grace Phoebe say its tales, not related to us?" Ask Madha with worry some gaze.

"Yes, it means not directly related to us but somehow it's related to our ancestor." Answer Holy Grace Agni and both of the kids look disappointed. "Hey, don't be look like that. We are different from our ancestors, we try so hard to obey God's command, isn't it?" She continues, trying to comfort them.

While they talk, the albino boy who's called the Incarnation of God watching them with his pair of silver eyes. Zita notices it even from such a distance, so they look into each other. The albino's boy who looks so more like a spirit, faintly smiling at her. The boy looks so incredibly handsome, it made Zita blush. Madha who watches Zita act strangely blocks the line view between them, and he looks at the albino boy with hostility and then looks back at Zita.

"Zita, you have to be careful!

Don't get flustered just by the smile. Remember, he's a stranger. We don't know he's a good one or the bad one. What if he approaches you because he wants to manipulate you? Remember Zita's miracle can be very helpful but also can be deathly dangerous." Said Madha, seriously warn her.

"Okay, but I don't think a kid like him can be a bad guy. Isn't he just want to make acquaintance with us, since we may have the same age as him. Since The High Priest, Anasuya said, every child is innocent." Said Zita, while she plays with her hair. Madha takes a long exhales and looks again into the albino boy. He thinks about Zita's words and watches the albino boy. The boy waving his right hand toward them. The Holy Grace Agni who heard the argument between them smile warmly.

"Listen... He comes here means no harm since he is only a child too. You have to beware of his parents and people around him, not him. Since I can see his pure aura not being tainted by any filthy color." Said Holy Grace Agni.

"See, Madha? Let's talk to him." Zita grabs Madha's hand again and walks toward the albino boy. But someone from the line gets in their way to stop them. And it's still a person in a white robe but has brown hair and blue eyes. "Your Holiness Xavier, why are you stopping us? I want to see the guests that are being called the God incarnation." Ask Zita, looking surprised.

"Dear Zita, I don't know but a while ago I heard a voice tell me to stop you." Answer that Holy Grace named Xavier. "The voice commands me to stop you since you know my miracle to hear the heavenly voice." He continues.

"But why?"Ask Zita curiously while she tilts his head a little. "Can you ask the voice, why I have to stop?" She continues.

"It's said because you are the beloved child of God, so you have to stop." Answer the Holy Grace Xavier. The answer seems can't make Zita understand.

"Zita, let's just follow what Holy Grace Xavier said. You know his words come from above." Said Madha, trying to persuade Zita. It seems that Zita feels very disappointed, it can be looked at her expression.

"My child, please listen to me. So, please go back and don't come near him. I mean no harm for you, my dear, maybe it's for the better." Said Holy Grace Xavier to her. Zita looks into Holy Grace Xavier's eyes for a while.

"Okay, since it's my favorite person who said it. I'll listen to it." Said Zita, smiling. "Let's go Madha, we go play to the instrument hall. See you, Holy Grace Xavier!" She continues while she drags Madha into another way. They walk into another building that looks so big and full of tools. Many instruments are similar to a harp, flute, and any other ancient musical instrument.

"Zita, what will you play?" Ask Madha to her while he takes a looks at the instruments.

"I'm not playing, I want to show you something interesting again. I need to make this room soundproof with my huge barrier before I show it to you." Said Zita, and she begin to make the barrier only by flicking her finger. The barrier looks like a wall made of shining silver. "It's your turn to make sure we kan breathe well with enough air." She continues.

"Okay." Said Madha. He claps his hand and suddenly there's the wind blows around them. It makes the inside feel cool enough and comfortable. "Done" He continues.

"La.La.La.La" Zita sings with an increasing tone. And suddenly one of the instruments playing by itself. Madha is surprised and Zita chuckles.

"What happened here?" Ask Madha to get closer to Zita. "It's a jin or something?" He continues while the instrument looks like a harp still playing by itself.

"No Madha, it's the memory miracle." Answer Zita, Madha looks like he still can not understand. "I memorized everyone's performance and I made the tools to remember them. I just do the same thing with what I did to Malus, but the reaction in a different way just like this." Said Zita looks so honest.

"Geez... Zita... Did you not deactivate the miracle? So it can be a normal instrument?" Ask Madha to her, he looks more composed than before.

"I forget to deactivate it first, but today when someone else using this hall. Nothing happened, but when I'm the one who sings it, the instrument did that. It played the same songs as what the person played before." Answer Zita trying to explain. "And when I tried to deactivate the miracle, it's useless." She continues while shaking her head.

"Maybe because you're still young, so you can't take full control of your miracle ability. We can't do anything except that you need to train more to undergo such a situation..." Said Madha.

"But Madha, somehow I found it very amusing. Since I can do this..." Said Zita excited. "Hmm.Hmm.Hmm." She's humming with some song and all of the instruments playing in harmony tone like a concert. Madha and Zita get magnified by the music performance.

"It's the song on this morning, isn't it?" Ask Madha looks so happy. "I love this song!" He continues with a bright smile that can be seen on his face.

"Yes, I know. So I'm glad I can show this miracle to you since you are my precious best friend." Said Zita with a warm gaze looking at Madha.

"Zita, with all of the miracles you did. You are very suitable to be a beloved child of God." Said Madha, praising her. "I'm glad we met, Zita." He continued with a sweet voice.

"But I think Madha, you are the beloved child of God too." Said Zita while she suddenly hug Madha. "I'm glad to meet you too Madha since I'm not feeling lonely because you are always by my side." She continues. Madha hugs her back and pats her head. The song still playing, and they watch that miracle together until it's ending. When all over, Zita flicked her finger again. And the barrier disappeared slowly until it's all gone. The wind is also being put back to normal.

"Let's get outside Zita." Said Madha offering his hand as an escort. Zita reaches his hand and walks together with him. They walk out from there but they see someone already standing outside...