3 Perfected Decades

Professor Rajasa

     I now sit on the chair of the Sultan's study desk by the window of the room. The Sultan sat beside his bed, facing me.

"Say you want to talk about something important?" sultan asked with a curious look on his eyes.

      I let out a rough sigh, to the point that his voice sounded. For a moment I turned my gaze to the Sultan's row of books neatly lined up in his bookcase.

"Do you have any acquaintances of those archaeologists who worked on ancient sites or prehistoric sites?" ask me while looking at the Sultan.

      It seems like Sultan was surprised by my question. Judging from his facial expression that raised both of his thick eyebrows.

"There was. The Sultan has some acquaintances who like to come and check objects that have historical value," replied the Sultan with a happy smile.

"May you get acquainted with them?!" doors to him.

"What do you do, brother acquaintance with them?!" sultan asked with a probing look at me.

     I was confused as to what to answer. Where might I say I want to find an ancient artifact to repeat time. No one will believe that. I could be considered crazy, because I lost my whole family.

"There is only one thing I want to ask about an object that resembles an ancient artifact," I replied in seriousness staring at the Sultan.

"Sultan can give their contact. But not sure they can be found, because they are busy people who often travel," said Sultan while rising from his bed.

      I saw Sultan pull out a business card wallet that was stored in his desk drawer. He opened every single sheet of that business card.

"This, Brother!" The Sultan handed me some business cards.

"Thank you" I said with a hopeful smile.

     I read some names and titles from that business card. There are three people who work also as professors at different universities. Some do indeed work on historical sites and ancient sites. There are even people who become assistants who help check the results of their findings. There's a ground-digging team, too? I just found out that the diggers are not random people.

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      I started to go to one of the professors at the university where the Sultan was studying. The name on the business card is Professor Rajasa. I called last night and made an appointment today.

"Hello, Professor Rajasa. How are you doing? I'm the King who called you last night" I said, shaking hands with him.

"Oh, yes. Doctor King, it's good to see you too. I've often heard your stories from my brother, "welcome the old man.

"Do I know your brother?" I ask there is curiosity.

"Yes, my brother is one of your patients, who was cured after undergoing heart surgery," replied Professor Rajasa with a big smile at me, and told me to sit on the chair with his hand gesture.

"really? Thank goodness then, I'm glad to hear it," I said again, returning his smile.

"What do you need, you found me? Last night was not so clear on the phone, as many grandchildren stayed home. Usually they often make noise if they get together again," he said with a laugh. There was clearly a hue of happiness on his already wrinkled face.

"I want to ask about an object or rather about an ancient artifact that looks like this" I said, handing him a piece of paper.

      A piece of paper depicting a round-shaped object in engraving. And a gemstone in the middle. I carved a little in the middle of the circle as far as I can remember. Because in the past, once the fragment of the artifact was perfectly arranged, it immediately gave off light. So I can't remember all the carvings on that artifact.

"Hm .. This is like an ancient artifact from before civilization" said Professor Rajasa, observing the paper I gave him.

"Because someone asked me for help, to find that thing," I replied while looking seriously at Professor Rajasa.

"Is this thing really important to him? Until telling you who is a Cardiologist to help look for it," asked the Professor again while keeping the paper on the table.

"Yes, that thing is very important in his life" I replied. Because after all with that artifact I can go back in time, to repeat my life a third time.

"Maybe one of my friends, could help you in finding that ancient thing," he replied, handing over a business card from his desk drawer.

"He was one of the archaeologists who always researched the history of ancient civilizations. Hopefully he can help you" Professor Rajasa said, putting on a disappointed face and apologizing for not being able to help me.

     I also read the name on it. There is a home address and a phone number. I kept the business card in my bag.

"Thank you Professor Rajasa, for his help, I'm so happy to see you,!" I subconsciously shook the Professor's hand very strongly, so pleased.

"Together Doctor King, may you be lucky to find him" he replied to me as he shook my hand, turning back.

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     I also called the phone number on the card. But several times I tried to contact him, the call was not raised by him either.

     Because it was a new day at noon, I tried to go to the house of the Archaeologist. By driving by car at high speed, the house can be reached for two hours drive.

     Now I'm standing in an old house that looks spooky. The courtyard in the house was filled with weeds, and other vines. I also checked the address listed on which card it was.

      I read the home address on the card a few times. It still did not change with the address on the wall near the gate of the old house.

"What are you doing at Djaya's house!" said a middle-aged man with a snapping voice.

      I was really surprised when suddenly there was a voice behind me. I, hearing her words like that, made me wary.

"I want to meet Djaya who works as an Archaeologist" I said as I stared at the middle-aged man's face.

"What business do you want to see him?" ask her with a full look at me.

"It's a very important and secret affair" I replied so that the middle-aged man would no longer talk to me.

"Pak Djaya is not at home. The house has been empty for three years" said the man, staring intently at me.

"Do you have no family?" manya curious.

"none. They are all dead" he replied, shaking his head.

I was surprised by the information I got. When this is the case, I also have to find someone else, who works in the field of excavating ancient civilization sites.

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