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Come back to this story. Waren's welcome novel That was inspired by sitting and wiping the dishes. and then watched the lunar eclipse I secretly regret that I didn't bring my camera to take photos. But also work So I replaced it with a picture of the moon from the photo library.

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Don't say that the moon is fat... :)

 E'Nao

Wait...Monday

Once upon a time when the world had only dark nights and the sky was pitch black with only the moon shining brightly and the stars twinkling in the sky as the moon's companion.

As time passed, the moon that shone the only light began to feel sad that he was so lonely and pitiful, with no one who loved and wanted to be by his side. Because of that, it shone brightly, drowning out all the other light around it, but the stars didn't think so. They also told the moon

“Don't think like that, Moon. There must be someone who loves the moon the way the moon does. Even though the moon shines brightly on that person, the moon just doesn't know.” The star said to the moon.

“And where is that person?” the moon asked. But only the bright smile of the stars came back. “It's always like this.” The moon pouted slightly at the stars and turned back to the stars.

"It's like this. Why can't the moon see" the stars and themselves?

One day, as normal as every day, the moon and stars' normal lives were interrupted by a bright light from a star, a large star that the world introduced to all stars that

“This is the sun.” The moon looked at the sun with fascination when she met a star whose brightness was comparable to her own. And it seems to be more than the moon itself.

“This is our light,” the moon said to himself. and turned their attention to the sun that shone brightly, the stars and the world rejoiced that the moon had finally met the shining stars and would be side by side with each other.

But everything is not as the moon thinks. When the sun shines so brightly that it drowns out the brightness of the moon in the morning, the moon that once stood out in the sky is completely drowned out by the light that can be seen. The moon can Only during the night because the sun will hide behind the earth.

At the time when the moon returned to shine brightly in the night sky, the stars that normally floated in the sky asked.

“How is it, Bang Phrachan?”

“The sun can't see us at all. "Stars," the moon replied.

“One day the sun will see the moon,” the stars tell the moon every day they meet.

“It's not true, the sun was born before the moon,” said the young man who was listening.

“Is it a story?” the woman who told the story replied.

“But this kind of thing should be based on reality, right?” The person who was packing up his bags looked up. The person sitting across from her

“Most of the stories are based on reality.” A sarcastic remark came out of the woman's mouth.

"That's true. The story isn't finished yet."

“I'm going to study. I don't have school, but I'm being taught like some people.” As she put her things away, she also teased the people nearby.

“Oh, well, the teacher doesn't know. Go into the room and go to sleep, why would you go there?”

“Yes, I'll give you a ride.” The young man picked up the car key chain and handed it to the young woman.

“Please come.”

“Are you sure?” He thought for a bit before holding onto the keychain.

“Better not, I'll send you.” He stood up. Meanwhile, the young woman carried her large bag and walked from her desk to the parking lot near the building.

“Wow, there's so much dust.” She looked at the parked motorcycle, her fidgety hand stroking the dusty surface of the vehicle.

“Well, there's a lot of dust in Bangkok these days. The car was parked outside and was naturally covered in dust.” The young man moved the car out of the park.

“I left it parked at the dormitory for a day. I'll wash it for you.” She got on the back of the motorcycle.

“After the exam. There's a lot of work to do these days." The woman nodded slightly. But he forgot that the young man hadn't seen her, so he changed into a soft moan. “So this story? I'll tell you more about it."

“Tomorrow.”

“Not today?”

“It's late, I don't have time to tell you,” she replied, turning to look at the road that was used as the route to the place where the young woman would study.

"Wow, if you're free tomorrow."

“Did you have a date with any girl?”

"Yes, it's Dad's girlfriend."

“Oh.” She nodded slightly. “It must be Wednesday.”

"yes"

“Wednesday is fine, it doesn't matter,” the woman replied before she said softly to herself. “It might not be too late yet.”

“Why do you have an appointment with your father's girlfriend today?” the young woman asked when the person who said she had an appointment had to take the motorcycle she rode back to the dorm in the afternoon to pick up the young man in the evening.

“I went to see it, but Mom hurried back.”

“Sangan,” she heard a soft hum from the young man, “Have you eaten yet?”

"not yet"

“Do you want to go eat together?” She asked even though she had just eaten.

“That's good too. I still don't want to go back to the lab. Please skip work." The woman gave him a small smile. “Choose a shop now.”

“Umm, I want to meet Brother Mee. Let's go to Pee Mee's shop." The young man nodded to him, "Park the car for a moment." She drove the car and parked it under a big tree, where she always parked when she had to run errands around here.

"this"

“So,” the woman put the car keys into her small shoulder bag and looked up at the young man.

“Tell me more about that story.”

“When did you become a person who wanted to listen to stories?”

“Since yesterday. If you want to know how it ends, please tell me.” The woman laughed. She turned around and smiled slightly before answering.

“Okay, but where are you talking about?”

“Uh... when the stars told the moon that One day the sun will see the moon itself.”

“Oh, at that time, OK, I'll continue, after that…”

The birth of day and night causes the moon that used to float fat in the sky to be shadowed by the Earth's sunlight, causing it to become a crescent on some nights. Until the stars began to say that the sun was the true light. The moon thought that it couldn't be like this anymore.

The moon had a big idea by blocking the sun that shines brighter than itself so that the sun would turn and see the moon. But then the moon's actions were of no use. The sun still did. Can't see the moon It also made the world angry at the moon, which caused the world to change its routine and put itself in the middle between the moon and the sun.

Until that night the moon was a soft yellow. It turned brick red and disappeared from the sky for a while. The moon realized how much harm her actions had caused to the world and the stars around her and apologized to the world.

The moon that was once fat became thin with sadness and loneliness as the stars began to lose sight of their heads. Floating silently in the sky, there was only one star that slowly talked with the moon, making the moon feel a bit relieved. But because the orbit of the moon and stars meet only a few times per month.

The world looks at the moon that complains to itself every day with boredom, but because it is a star around which the moon orbits. I can only comfort this poor moon.

“Today's moon, do you still think of the sun as your light?”

“Yes, the sun is our light, but there will probably never be a day when the sun will turn around and see its own little star like us,” the moon replied to the world.

“You think like this.”

“What do you think?” The moon turned to the world and asked curiously.

“Well, you thought that the sun was your light, but you didn't think that you, like the sun, were the light of the other stars.” The moon hurriedly replied.

“This is us. The light of other stars has no way. We used to think we were important, but one day, when there was the sun, other stars didn't care about us anymore. Who will think about our light? We are not that important to the world.” The world looked at the moon. He looked at his surroundings before pointing out at the orange sky that was about to turn black.

“Oh, the moon. Look at the sky, can you see the stars starting to shine? Those stars may not be as bright as you, but they are trying their best to shine brightly in the sky like you, even though they aren't much. But if you look, you will see. A star that no matter how bright you are or how little it is,

It will stand out like that. Waiting for the day when you turn around and see it.” The moon looked for that star as the world said.

“Waiting for the day we see it?”

“Yes, waiting for the day when you turn around and see him as more than just ordinary stardust, but as a star that shines brightly alongside you.”

~Wait for one day for you to turn around, wait for one day even though you don't know when. Waiting but you want her to know She understood... ~

“Waiting for you to turn around, then come.”

“The store was playing music just right,” the woman said. “It fits the story perfectly.”

“What kind of star is that?”

“I won't say,” she answered when asked.

“Do you have to make it this interesting?” She nodded. “I'll continue the story. You will know which star it is.”

"If not, it's better to tell about it tomorrow."

“What?”

“Have you forgotten that we have an appointment for tomorrow?” The young man looked surprised for a moment before crying out.

“Oh, but today I can come and listen.”

“Can't help it. I'd like to make an appointment already." He pouted at the girl a bit. “I'll take you to see that star tomorrow. Which star is it?”

“Really,” she nodded.

"Promise me, and I have to tell you until the end."

“Promise,” she smiled at the young man.

~...maybe I'm not brave enough to say I love you. I can only tell you that I love you only in my heart, but I can only love you with one side forever. But no matter what, I'll wait ~ ** Waiting for you to focus on Jirakul.

“The camera is ready,” said the young woman who had just walked down from the building. I was greeted by a person riding a motorcycle.

“Of course,” she replied. “I won't take my camera with me.”

“There is no fat moon today.”

“No, I don't want to take pictures of the moon and stop calling the moon fat,” the young woman replied. “Let's go. Oh, please stop by and buy some corn. I want to eat.” She smiled until her eyes narrowed, pleading with the young man.

“Yes, yes,” he answered the woman. Before the two of them left the dormitory, they went to the place where they usually sat and looked at the moon and stars. Oh, and don't forget to stop by and buy some corn for the young lady.

“Are you going to set up the camera?” the young man asked when he saw the young woman take out a tripod and set up the camera.

“Um, today I'm going to take pictures of the stars. You have to set up the camera quickly.”

“What about corn?” He held up the bag of corn in his hand.

“After setting up the camera, then eat,” she replied.

“I was confused while setting up the camera. Can you continue telling the story?” She turned to look at the young man. sat down next to her

“You can act like a child.”

"Well, he's a kid. At least he's younger than some people around here."

“If you want to scold me for being old, tell me honestly.”

“Speak for yourself, yes.”

“Yes,” the woman cut off the problem with a simple answer before bending down to fiddle with the camera settings.

“Tell quickly.”

“Wait a minute, let me think about when I told you about it.”

"When the world tells the moon About the stars"

“I must continue...”

The moon turned to look at the sun before looking back at the sky that was starting to turn black. I focused my eyes on many stars to find that star of the world, but then the moon remembered.

"word"

“Hm.”

“The stars you speak of, if you look at them at first glance, you might think they are just tiny stardust.” The moon said to the world without even turning to look at it.

“Yes, that little stardust, you saw it.” The moon turned and smiled at him.

“Yes, a little stardust that we never paid any attention to. Even though he's only here."

the moon said Waiting for someone to complete you, waiting for someone to come by your side. Waiting for the person to shine beside him, forgetting to look at the small light that was close to him. The person who is always beside him, the person who stays with him even when he walks away to find someone else. A person whose light is a million times brighter than himself but still doesn't give up and thinks that one day the moon like him will turn around and wait for the day when he turns to look at this little star.

The moon brought its fat body to stand out on the horizon, waiting for its little star to try to rise from the horizon. The stars smiled at the moon and asked.

“How is it? The moon looks bright today,” Daodaao asked.

“You are interested in us, too.”

“I am always interested in that,” Dao replied. “But you look fatter.”

“Care about us, too.”

"Well, you're the moon. I have to worry about you."

“What if we are not the moon?” the moon asked. The star's bright smile returned.

“Just being you, I'm worried.”

“Are you happy?”

“So are you happy?” Star asked. That causes the moon to tilt to look at the stars. before replying

“We asked first.”

“Well, the answer you want lies with you,” Star replied quickly.

"Why"

“Because you are my happiness.” Star paused for a moment. Before looking up at the moon, the moon looked at the bright eyes of the stars. Eyes full of care, concern, missing and love.

“You are happiness, you are light. And that is my smile, the moon.”

“It's finished.”

“How can you end it like this?” The person who was listening intently felt annoyed. The address ended without notice.

“How can the author still not be able to answer the true ending?”

“Speak like you wrote it yourself.” The woman turned and smiled slightly at the young man. "Don't say you're the one who composed it."

“If that's the case, then why?”

“How do you finish it like this?”

“I want it to end like this,” she replied to the young man before turning to busily setting up the camera.

“I don't know. What does the moon think of the stars?”

“The ending depends on how the person wants it to end,” she replied without looking at the young man at all, “because it depends on the listener. Who will you choose to be? Be the sun that doesn't care about the little light like the moon, be the world that knows everyone's stories, be the moon that looks for someone beside you but forgets to look at the little light beside you, or be the star that waits. moon"

“Deep.” The woman nodded.

“Of course, but have you found a star that shines brightly next to the moon?” the young man cried out. before looking up at the sky again

“There are so many stars, how can I find them?” he asked.

“Take a good look at that star, it's not far away,” she told him. The young man looked up at the sky again. He looked around without seeing that the woman was smiling at the young man's actions. “If you find it, please wake me up.”

"Wow, will I be able to find it? There aren't many stars."

“That is why the world told the moon that there was a small star waiting for him to turn and look at it. Even though he really stands out in the sky, the moon is never seen.”

“Sirius, the star next to the moon. Right?” He turned to look at her. Pointing at the brightest star in the sky, a small smile was given to the young man.

“Yes,” she nodded. “And did you see the stars next to you?” She said the last sentence to herself softly. The young man turned his attention to the stars in the sky. So he couldn't hear what the woman said before he realized it and turned to ask her.

“Uh...then why did you say that? I can't answer the ending that's even true." She turned to look at him a bit before answering.

“I can answer the ending. It depends on us.”

-The End?-

by. E'Nao