Definition: 'aau' is the English word for 'an hour.'

Aaaah, the sound of rustling leaves as someone quietly stepped out from behind a bush. A soft chuckle followed by a gentle hand rubbing at the back of my head brought me fully awake and I looked around in confusion. My eyes landed on the young girl sitting on the grass with her arms crossed over her chest. She seemed oblivious to my presence, so I stood up to follow her gaze. As we walked side-by-side, my senses were drawn to a faint scent of lavender. The soft musky aroma mingled with the earthy tones of the forest, making it hard for me not to stop and inhale. This girl's scent was intoxicating, one that made me want to take her into my arms. "Hello," I said, offering a small smile. "I'm not sure what you're doing here, but I feel like we should." Her eyes met mine in surprise as they flickered with curiosity. "It's not your job to tell me how you've ended up on the grassy knoll," she said. I couldn't help but chuckle at her comment. It was a common thought amongst girls that they were always surprised when adults had their way with them, and it made me wonder if this girl might have been just like us all. "Wait, where are we going?" I asked as we reached the nearest tree to rest our feet on the ground. "I mean, it's not far." Her gaze fell on her hands, which were folded in front of her, and she shifted them slightly under the bush for a moment before putting them back on her shoulders. "We're heading towards your house," I said, trying to hide my amusement as we walked together into the forest. "I'm sure there's something you could tell me." Her gaze returned to the ground again, but this time it seemed more thoughtful. She took a deep breath and began speaking in a quiet voice. "I've heard of the old man at the edge of town," she said, her voice steady as she spoke. "He used to be a farmer but has since retired. He told me he's not your father anymore, but you can call him that." I was taken aback by this revelation. My mind started racing with questions about my parents, and how they had come into my life. "Really? But what did he say?" She shrugged as if it didn't matter. "He just said he wanted to give me a chance to see if I could be an apple cider producer here." I couldn't believe her words. My parents were the ones who had brought me into this world, and now they were telling me that I could be my own boss? "Well, that's what happens when you keep growing up," she said with a smile. "Let's head back to our house for dinner, shall we?" I looked at her expectantly, but before I could decide whether or not to follow her, the wind blew past us, bringing with it the scent of wildflowers and the gentle rustling of leaves. "Okay," I said, leaning in to give her a small kiss. "Let's go." We headed back to the house, my heart pounding in excitement as we walked hand-in-hand through the forest. As we drew closer to the house, I could hear the sound of laughter and conversations from within. We paused for a moment, gazing up at the sky with our hands clasped together. "Did you hear that?" she asked me as we turned around. "I think it's something else." Her eyes met mine again in confusion before she shook her head. "I didn't hear anything," I said, my smile dimming slightly. "But thanks for asking." We walked back towards the house and settled into a comfortable silence. The sound of rustling leaves against our feet was all that lured us to return. As we began to walk through the door, I couldn't help but notice the intricate patterns etched on the wooden doors. "Interesting," I said, pointing at the intricate carvings. "You must have spent a lot of time crafting this." She smiled and nodded in agreement. "I'm pretty sure I was when it came out years ago." As we entered our home, I couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and accomplishment. My parents had given me everything they had for this journey, and now that the adventure was over, I felt like a grown man. The sound of rustling leaves against my shoes as I walked through the door brought me full attention to the world outside. The sky above was painted with beautiful hues of orange and pink, while the trees whispered secrets in the air. It was a peaceful and calming atmosphere that filled me with peace. As I closed the door, I felt a sense of responsibility wash over me. My parents had raised me to be strong and independent, but it had always been their presence that brought me back home. I looked up at the ceiling and said goodnight before heading outside into the world once again. The next day was spent exploring the forest with my sister as we found a small, hidden cave. As we emerged from the cave, the moon cast a warm glow upon the trees, adding to the enchanting beauty of the forest. As I made my way back home, I couldn't help but feel grateful for this adventure, even if it had been short-lived. The memories of that day stayed with me forever, and I knew that there was something deeper inside me waiting for me to unlock its secrets one day.