2 World Fantasy's

Chapter.21 The Changing World #A Girl named Fitri

{POV Fitri}

I dream of old memories. It was a wonderful memory of a carefree childhood. Play with friends, fight, cry and make up again.

I remember that I used to be a whiny, shy kid, and there was a boy who always protected me when I was bullied by other kids and comforted me when I cried.

We've always been one class since grade 1 SD but we started getting familiar when grade 2. Maybe the trigger was when I was bullied by another boy. It was when art lessons and teachers gave us free drawing assignments and he went out of class. Maybe he has business or does want to ditch.

Because the teacher is not in the classroom, children are free to roam in the classroom. Then three boys came to me, they borrowed my colored pencil. Well, since I didn't bother him too much I let them borrow it.

Then when I wanted to use the color on one of the children's loans I looked at those who seemed to have finished using it because they looked like they were playing.

I walked up to them and asked for my color pencil back, but they refused to return it I tried to take it by force but I was pushed by one of the children. And I was crying but the three of them didn't return my colored pencil and just laughed and mocked me.

I was crying harder. One of the kids looks upset and will kick me with his foot. I immediately closed my eyes and prepared to accept the impact.

I waited for a while but the pain I imagined I would receive did not come, instead I heard the sound of the pain of the boy who was about to kick me. Opening my eyes I saw another boy standing in front of me while the boy who was about to kick me was holding his leg while looking in pain.

He then stood up angrily and would run towards the boy in front of me who seemed to be protecting me. And then the boy who helped me also ran towards the bully boy, and they ended up fighting. Although it was called fighting, it was only a fight between brats.

It seems like the boy who helped me will win, but then two friends of the bully boy will also fight. It will be 3 against 1 so he will definitely be beaten one-sidedly, I thought of helping him but I immediately undo it. Instead I immediately ran outside the classroom to call a teacher, and thank goodness there was a teacher in the next class.

The fight was stopped by the teacher even though the teacher was hit by some blows from them, but he was able to stop them without using violence. After that the four of them were angered by him and the art teacher who seemed to be ditching was also lectured by him.

The teacher asked about the cause of their quarrel. So I explained to her about my color pencil borrowed by the three of them that they didn't want to return and so on.

My pencil color was returned and we sat back on our own bench. Since the 4 bickering boys did not suffer any serious injuries then the class continued as usual.

Then the bell rang, the students took care of their belongings and after everything was done tidying up, a boy who was appointed as the class leader led the greetings to the teacher. The teacher answered the greetings and gave some warning and advice to the disciples. Then we were allowed to go home.

While the other children were rushing home, I looked at the boy who was helping me. He seemed to have just packed his things into his bag. I walked up to him. It seems he didn't notice me. So I tried calling him.

"Um, hey!..." Even though I called her in a small voice, but she seemed to hear me. He lifted his head towards me and asked.

"What?" Isn't that a slightly cold response.

"Y,um...Thank you for helping me" I stammered a little but I was able to properly thank you.

"Yes, equally" he gave a short answer and continued to put his things in his bag.

"Uuh, um... My name is Fitri" I told him my name.

"Yes, I already know" and another cold answer. And he seems to know my name but I don't know his name. I don't have any male friends and I haven't been very familiar with the other girls in class. So I thought about making friends with him.

He finished tidying up his bag then he stood up and walked right past me. Even though he hasn't told me his name yet. I was a little annoyed by his attitude.

"Um, hey! Wait!" I yelled at him and held his hand to stop him. She turned her head towards me with her somewhat annoyed face which showed an expression asking what was the matter. I was a little scared of him but I didn't give up.

"Um, Name....?" But the sound that came out became very small.

"Huh?" It seems he didn't hear it.

"Your name?" This time I can ask him correctly.

"Oh! My name is Ochid" after saying it he immediately turned back to leave.

Ughhhh! This really pisses me off, even though we're not done talking.

"Fitrance....!" I heard my mother's voice coming to pick me up. I immediately walked towards my mother outside the classroom while pulling Ochid's hand.

"Hey! Let go" though he shouted, but he did not try to fight with all his strength. If he did, he could easily let go.

I took Ochid to my mother, my mother asked about him so I told her about the incident during the art lesson earlier. My mother thanked him and asked him a few things.

And in conclusion, we went home together because he was not picked up by his parents according to his own wishes and his house was in the direction of my house even though it was a bit far from my house. Arriving at my house my mother took him to the house and gave him a snack. We had a snack together, she wanted to go home after eating some but I held her back and invited her to play with me.

After that day she started coming to my house when she went to school and came home from school, well that was probably because of my mother's request to her, but we're getting closer and I'm not being picked up by my mom anymore because I'm with her.

I feel good about my daily life with him, even though we sometimes fight but we will make up the next day.

Then the 6th grade of the school the kids in the class started talking about us and I started to realize my feelings, but I can't tell her or the girls in the class who've been my friends since 3rd grade.

Maybe I was too embarrassed to admit it or maybe I was just too scared to know how she felt about me was different.

Semester 2, the banter about my relationship with Ochid still persists I only lightly deny their ridicule. But I don't know how Ochid dealt with it, maybe he denied it too. Even though I never asked him.

A few days later I felt that Ochid's attitude changed a little, he started to play less in my house. And I felt that our distance was starting to drift away.

Did I make a mistake with her, or did she get tired of always being with me. I didn't know what the problem was and I didn't have the courage to ask him, so I just followed the current.

At that time I did not have the courage that I had when I first knew him, maybe I had turned into a coward.

And therefore our relationship did not improve as well, and after graduating Elementary we went on to a different school. Although we sometimes meet in the way of relationships we feel like just an acquaintance. After graduating High School we never seemed to see each other again.

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The dream continued to be something strange, where I could use Magic and fight monsters with my college friends, then...

Ughhhh! My head hurts and I can't remember it, rather I don't want to remember it.

But the dream was trying to show me. The picture of Rani who wanted to give me Buff but made a mistake and instead said Debuff's mantra. Then Sisca who may have bad magic accuracy because she was running in a panic so that it hit me.

I tried to convince myself for these reasons. But deep down in my heart, I knew that being abandoned might be called betrayed.

The dream went on and showed me as I tried desperately to escape the Goblins, before long I fell down and I was done with my life.... Waitaminute! alive? is it all just a dream and right now I'm experiencing a Lucid Dream (Conscious Dream). Hm... I smell good, what is this....

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Ughhhh!

I tried to move but I felt pain all over my body especially in the lower part of my left back. So I decided to lie still and try to understand my situation.

But mostly I remember everything that happened before I lost my consciousness.

Where is this? Hm? I don't remember wearing clothes like this

"Are you awake?" I heard the voice of a man with a soft tone. I looked for the source of the voice and I was surprised to see it.

"Ah!... Yes" I let out a surprised voice in reply. Uuh. It's really embarrassing after all this time I met him. He has a body that looks quite tall and his face that looks not too handsome but still above average. Although there were some changes to it but it was a face that felt familiar.

He brought two plates of food and put them on a short table in front of the sofa where I lay.

"How are you doing? Can you sit down?" He asked me while taking a sitting position on the other side of the table.

"Y,um... I'm fine" I'm trying to get up and sit down, Ugh! I complained about the pain, but I sat down.

"You don't have to force yourself to sit down" He suggested with a worried-looking face, but I just shook my head.

"Can eat? Although I don't know if you'll like it, but this is all I can do" The food on the table looks like fried rice mixed with instant noodles like I've seen it in a video on YouSube.

Did he cook it himself, even though it should be the one that cooked for him.

Huh huh? What was I thinking?

"So you don't like that I can cook instant noodles for you" He offered me another option but I shook my head. How could I possibly refuse the food she had already cooked herself. I picked it up and started eating it in silence along with her while watching tv.

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After she finished her meal, she went to get some water.

Giving me a glass filled with water that I received with pleasure while thanking me in a soft voice. He nodded in return.

We drank water little by little which created an awkward atmosphere

"So how's your wound?"

He asked to repel the awkward atmosphere, but with a worried-sounding tone. But maybe it's just my imagination.

Touching my wound, I felt the pain, but it seemed to have somewhat lessened.

"It still hurts, but I thought I'd be fine" I gave an answer that I thought was appropriate.

...

Our conversation stopped, and the awkward atmosphere returned

Uuh... I have to talk something, do I have to ask the reason why he stayed away from me in SD? no, it's not good...

Um.... Maybe I should start over.

"You're Ochid, right?" I asked a sure question.

"Yes, I'm Ochid. And yuuu? Do we know each other?" He confirmed and asked back with a confused face.

Eh? He doesn't recognize me? Or maybe he doesn't remember me?

Ughhhh! This is the pain I felt suddenly. I just feel like crying. But he spoke again soon.

"Oh come on. I'm just kidding, Fitri right?" It surprised me for a moment. I felt a little upset but more than that I felt happy that she remembered me, and even threw her usual jokes to tease me like I used to when our relationship was so close.

"So why are you in this Dangerous Zone?" He asked with a little worry.

So I told him everything from beginning to end.

When my story got to the part I was abandoned and betrayed.

He seemed so angry that he smashed the glass in his hand and made his hand bleed.

I was surprised to see her and asked worriedly to her but she said she was fine

After she took care of her injuries, she walked over to me patting and stroking my head gently.

"You've worked hard, now it's fine. Leave everything to me I'll protect you" Uuh.he said something cliche from a novel. Is he ashamed to say it? But more than that I feel very happy and relieved to hear it.

Tears would soon come out of my eyes so I lowered my head and cried in a small voice as I tried to hold it in. But then she hugged my head while continuing to gently caress it, I buried my face into her chest and continued to cry.

To be continued..».

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