3 Perfected Decades

#Alroy .. That's your name!

     I approached the body of my second son, with a giant step I set foot that lost this power. Even if it was only five steps, I felt very difficult. When I opened the covering cloth, the baby who had been stretched stiff, I immediately hugged him. 

      Maybe all my life, either in my former life or in my present life. This is my first hug for our second son. Despite being a cold and stiff corpse, I expected a miracle to happen to our second son.

"Son .. open your eyes!" I said as I stroked the tiny baby's head.

"Son .. It's Dad!" I said again, still stroking his head gently and affectionately.

"Dad wants to see you smile and laugh, like your sister," I said as I kissed the tiny baby in my arms.

"Your face turns out to be handsome like Dad … "

"Who do you look like? Let's open it up let me see? Like Dad or like mommy?" I said while rubbing her eyelids.

"Dad and Mother have prepared a name for you?"

"Alroy .. That's your name! Do you like it?"

"Your sister said she likes the same name she also made your name written on her drawing paper. He said he'd be given to you later,"

"Father and Mother have prepared the baby's bedroom to welcome your birth. So let's get up and see the decorations by the people who are waiting for you!"

"Don't leave Dad alone! if you all go, take Dad too," I continue to reveal the contents of my heart that smoothly come out of my mouth.

I have lost my spirit of life. The wife I love so much, and my two sons I love so much. All has now left me, so that I will not live again. I'd be happy if that death also came to me at this time.

     My father and mother woke me up sitting on the floor hugging my second son. Dad just shed his tears. Unlike the mother who cried.

"King, you must be able to accept this reality!" father said as he patted my back.

"Son, remember there are still us who still love you" said the mother in between her cries.

"There is still a Queen .. Sultan .. Uncle Shogun and his family. They all love you" continued the mother again.

     I fell silent and nodded my arms to my son who was still in a sling. I cried awkwardly, my heartache did not decrease, even though I cried for a long time.

"You must give them away" mother's soft voice was heard again. It seems he can control himself.

"Rest assured, even though they are gone. But they are still alive in our hearts" said the mother again, holding me from the side because I was still holding Alroy.

    I nodded my head, holding back my tears. I put Alroy back in the gurney.

     Now I walk towards the Emperor's gurney which was my original destination. I saw the face of the Emperor who usually smiled and laughed cheerfully, now pale and blue. There was a cut on part of his forehead, his head was slightly larger than usual. Her body was like that too, there was a scar on her chest.

     I hugged my eldest son with a hysterical cry. The Emperor smiled as he drove me to work and welcomed me home from the hospital. He laughed when he and I played together. Face his focus when drawing and learning to pedal a bicycle. It all revolves in my memory.

    The death of the Emperor in this life, does not correspond to my past life. Why did all this happen? If the Emperor died as a child, then there would be no adult Emperor, who possessed the ancient artifact.

"Artifact ... ancient?" muttered.

"Yes, it seems like I can go back to my life again if I have an artifact like that."

"But where can I find him? If the Emperor in the present life dies, then there will be someone else who has the ancient artifact?"

     I kept muttering in my heart, and thinking of ways that I could repeat my life again for the third time.

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      I lost one by one my family members. But now I'm losing them all at once. My body is now as if it were just a lump of flesh, with no soul filling it.

     I lost the light and purpose in my life. No wife loves me anymore. There are no children I'm waiting for to grow up to be great people.

    My tears are still coming out even though I have had a lot of them since yesterday. Even my eyes are swollen and red.

    The rain that began to fall soaked the earth, I could feel. Because the drops hit my body. But I remained still unmoved, still fixated on sitting on a stone in front of my wife's grave.

"King, let's go home! It's already raining, "mother put her hand on my shoulder.

"A little while, Mom."

     I refused my mother's invitation to go home. Even though the rain was pouring down on my body, there was no intention to leave here. Let the rain water wash over my body. Who knows it could also wash away the wounds inside me.

"In that case, we'll go home first!" father said as he patted my shoulder.

"Yes, Dad!" I answered while shaking my head.

     Their steps all I could hear, began to drift away leaving me alone. I was still looking at the names on the tombstone. Emperor-Rania-Alroy, very meaningful names in my life.

     Under the torrential rain, I stood up and raised my face to the sky. I let the rain fall on my face. My tears and rain water blend together into one there.

     I was thinking of looking for another ancient artifact, in this life. To repeat my life. If in my life the artifact had an Emperor, this time I would have to find it myself. Usually only archaeologists have such ancient objects.

"I must find that ancient artifact!"

"If I have to look for it anywhere, I will."

"Who is the person I need to find first, so I can have contact with the archaeologists?"

"Sultan .. yes, it looks like I should start from the Sultan!"

"He must have known other archaeologists."

      I hurried to leave the cemetery and went to my parents' house. To meet with the Sultan, and find out about ancient artifacts. Because Sultan lectures learn about history and prehistoric life. Surely he had acquaintances of people who worked in excavations of ancient sites or prehistoric sites.

"Mother, is the Sultan home?" I asked as soon as I entered my parents' house.

"There's in his room. You dry your wet body first, and change clothes first" said the mother, holding my hand as I walked up the stairs.

"All right, Mom." I also climbed the stairs and entered my room which I still often occupied while staying at my master's house.

"Sir King, what's wrong? I heard from above the voice of Brother," asked the Sultan stopping my steps while in the middle of climbing the stairs.

"Sister wants to ask something important" I said and the Sultan nodded his head.

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