
"Bothering." the first word I always say. This morning began with anger and a stirring sensation in my mind, there was a trickle of rain accompanied by a chant of crickets on the leafy leaves which was right next to the hut of the quiet woman.
A slum, the floor is lined with fine cement and a mat whose tip has been damaged eaten by termites, the walls of the bamboo are seen lined with old newspapers with a small hole in the middle showing an unkempt, short-haired woman, he wears a torn blanket wrapped around his body that looks as if protecting himself from the cold atmosphere of the morning on that day.
"Morning again.." I said.
Well, introduce my name zia, I am very confused by what is really happening in my daily life.
I'm an orphan boy who's out of orphanage for a classic reason to look for a true self, funny isn't it?
16 Years, believe it or not, this is the end of the first year I lived in a small, uninhabited hut.
A quiet woman is the nickname people have towards me. Being alone often, rarely smiling, and isolating myself from the outside world is a deity I always do. Not many people have known and wanted to be friends with me since my arrival at that place, and of course that was my wish.
That morning as usual I went out to clean the body and look for food that I can consume to increase the energy of a full day. I walked out with a black used jacket and silver used trousers. Not far from the shady tree that stood 3 m from the hut where I lived, I finally arrived at a narrow alley that had 3 different paths.
In a path I was about to cross, 3 men and 1 woman looked at me with a look of disgust, but as usual, I never responded. A man suddenly rebuked me and said :
"Hey...!!" "You're beautiful, baby not taken care of!"
With a big voice the four of them laughed out loud while pointing at me.
Getting angry? Yes, I was so angry that my eyes and brain were out of control.
" strange, I don't usually respond to such words. I think this has happened" I said in my heart.
The pounding of the legs came to a halt, my gaze became blurry, vaguely looking like 4 teenagers in old-fashioned shabby clothes, they were standing and laughing right in the 3rd place of the men & 1 Woman previously standing.
"My hallucinations are beginning again" I said, holding and beating my head repeatedly.
"Aaaarrrghhh" cried a woman I did not recognize, My head began to move with a sharp eye that pointed in a different direction, I began to look for the origin of the voice.
Strange, that voice seemed to be only heard by me. The feeling returned no doubt. The 3 men and 1 woman did not budge and just looked at me with a look of astonishment.
"Let's go, it looks like he's weird" said a man who asked three of his friends to leave the alley.
Amidst the uneasiness and dizziness, suddenly a large, wrinkled hand felt warm behind my back. The gaze slowly began to flutter back with a sense of uneasiness and dizziness that slowly disappeared, the black clothes and long hair unraveled showing an old man holding onto my shoulder with a grinning smile as he said
"I found you!!"
*
It all started 1 year ago. At that time, I was not a quiet person, my life was cheerful and even many home friends were close to me.
In the morning as usual I drove one of the orphanage children who was still sitting in the basement of Primary School to go to school but, uh, that morning I ventured to drive him on a motorbike because lia's mother, who was our nanny, was not waiting. And it was on this day that strange things began to happen.
Right hit 12 noon I went to pick up dinda with my mother's motorbike, suddenly on the way a fly messed up my vision, he crashed into the left eye so that spontaneously both sides of the matapuun closed.
it was as I remembered the time not so long ago, only about 15 seconds as I rubbed my eyes to force him out. However, a strange incident occurred after both my eyes opened. I was stunned by a familiar room in my eyes.
"Aa..a.I'm in the hospital.??" Many wonder.
Not only that, behind the door I saw my mother walking in front of the room where I was lying and talking to a doctor who was not so foreign in view.
All sorts of questions popped up in the head of a 15-year-old like me. Could I have fainted, or had an accident, or I was dreaming. I slowly woke up and walked out of the room.
The gaze spread to other places while glancing around looking for dinda.
"Where's dinda?" I wonder in my heart. Confused, I'm just as skali doesn't remember what really happened.
Mom came out without a reprimand and I certainly couldn't ask her any questions but to follow her walking and get into the car she was carrying.
*Kreeaat__" the door of the home was opened. I lay my head full of questions and confusion on our soft seats while closing my eyes.
today's incident made me want to rest my body and mind, but the atmosphere suddenly felt different in my opinion, it felt dark no human voice, only a lizard sounding sound. the smell of familiar small flames began to spread in my nose and body.
I slowly opened my eyes and looked around the room, it turned out that the electric light had gone out, the red candle seemed to start shortening and was on the table right in front of me.
"Night? Isn't it still sunny outside? Am I asleep?" I was confused in my heart.
I don't know why strange feelings started to appear. I remember my eyes before long, but why are they late? Curious, I was very curious about what happened and stepped out of the parlour.
At that moment it was seen an old grandfather was limping because of the large wound on his knee. I looked at the orphanage and hoped there would be siblings who saw the grandfather. However, the sound of silence, the wind blew on the sidelines of my hair and the horden horden of the parlour swayed. There was no sound as if no one was in the parlor, but the time seemed to show at 08 p.m.
"Whoooo"!! The old man shouted and complained about his leg injury.
"What's the cake?" I asked as I stepped foot and walked towards the fence.
"Please, please cu, please help me walk across the street"..!! Said the grandfather.
I wanted to help but on the other hand I was afraid to go alone.
"My granddaughter is going to pick me up across there, someone just hit me..!!
"Please help Grandpa walk across the street"!! He said while holding the iron fence my pantiku.
Because of pity I was also encouraged to take him across the street without thinking that the road was very close to the home and his grandson would have found him at this place if he wanted to wait for him there.
I walked right next to the grandfather while helping to keep pace with him. Slowly the path began to slow down, I was as if I was pulling a very heavy load, his hands began to feel cold and the wind began to feel passing above my hands.
I looked slowly at my grandfather. A white light suddenly revealed a bearded and long-haired white old man, his white clothes were floating in the air while holding something huge.
My feet did not feel like stepping on the ground, my eyes were fixed on the large mirror beside the grandfather, a mature woman dressed in white with silver eyes holding a golden cane with her long white hair unraveling.
I saw a spell that slowly began to be written in the hands of the adult woman. No time to ask the white light began to realize me that at that time I was lying in the ICU room.
My head hurts like something's wrong with me. I faintly saw someone enter the room where I was lying. A familiar face, though,
"The old man!!" I said with a feeling of shock.
He approached with a smile and began to slowly touch my face. His hands felt above his eyes.
"Toooolooooong.." My voice couldn't get out. My breath was tight, I was shocked and forced to get out of my bed.
"Well,.hah,.hah,." "What's wrong?" Ask Lia's mother when entering the black and white themed room.
"You took a long nap, it's late in the afternoon, go take a shower" said Lia's mother.
My eyes were still glancing, my brain had not finished digesting the events that had happened, everything seemed absurd, but this room really looked as real as my room.
"Aah it turned out that everything was just a dream" I murmured calmly.
"Auuuhhh..., what's with this pain?" I asked while pulling my sleeves.
Latin writing is not foreign. My eyes grew bigger after seeing the spell written on my hand. A spell similar to the one in the adult woman's hand.
"It's not a dream!" kosaku. But amidst the panic, the spell slowly disappeared without a trace. Feeling confused, sweating began to pour out, I tried to change the thought that the incident was really just a dream to calm all my bad thoughts and confusion.
" Ahhh. hahaha it seems like I am the one who is hallucinating".