3 Perfected Decades

#Pak Djaya

     I sighed, having failed to meet someone so important to me. Then I'll have to find another person who works at the historical site of an ancient civilization.

"What business do you say is important it has to do with historical objects?" asked the man with a curious look at me.

"Yes, Sir. I was asked by Professor Rajasa to meet Mr. Djaya, "I replied with a back glance at the person in front of me.

     The middle-aged man even opened the iron gate that turned out to be unlocked. I stared in wonder at the man who had entered the courtyard of the old house.

"Let's get in here!" bring him to me who is still in front of the gate of the old house.

"Who are you? Why are you bringing me into this house?" I asked while walking to follow him.

     I set foot in the yard of the house that grass that has been high to the limit of my knee.

"I am Candra, assistant to Professor Djaya. When you say the name Djaya, you can be sure you are not an ordinary person. Because almost everyone does not know the real name of the owner of this house. Most people know this house belongs to Mr. Raharja. Only people from among the archaeologists called Mr. Djaya."

     The man named Candra is now entering the terrace of the house. Then he looked for something behind the flower pot. He was looking for the door key to this house.

"Let's go in!" bring him to me with a friendly smile this time.

"Is it okay to enter his house? While the owner of this house is not here?" I asked while following behind him.

     I went into that house. It turned out to be ancient and antique items. The chair in the house was also the same as the chair in Grandpa Baron's house. It is certain that the age of such a model chair is more than a century.

"It's okay, I've got permission from him, to be able to get in and out of this house," said Candra as she smiled knots at me, before sliding a bookcase in the room.

     It turned out that there was a basement behind the bookcase. I was amazed by what I saw. Candra had gone down first and turned on the lights in the path of the stairs leading down, which only had a few stairs, far from my shadow. I imagined that the hallway would be very long.

"He also entrusted to me all that was here," he said again, opening a large, tall teak door in front of me. But he seemed to be in trouble and I helped push the door.

"How long have you been Mr Djaya's assistant?" I wonder why Mr. Djaya entrusted everything here to him.

"I've been his assistant for almost thirty years. Ever since I became his student while sitting in college," replied Candra after me and he managed to push the door simultaneously.

      It turned out that the door was very heavy and needed a lot of power to open it. As soon as I entered the room, there were many historical objects. A lot of things are strange in shape. I'm really interested in what's in there.

      I walked to the collection of goods that were in the very corner of the row. There were items I had seen in the Emperor's study in my life. I saw one by one the things that were there.

     I'm looking for an artifact that's round flat like a mirror. The artifact had a hole in its center that had to be filled with gemstones. One by one I searched the collection of things there.

    My eyes were fixed on a transparent box with fragments in it. I took the box, and I saw it.

"I finally found it!" exclaiming I was very happy when I saw the fragments of ancient artifacts like the one the Emperor had.

"Keep your hand away from that thing!" candra's screams surprised me.

"This is the stuff I'm looking for!" I said, holding the box tightly.

"No! I need this thing!" push me away from Candra.

"That thing could make you die!" snapped Candra at me again.

"It can make people not die!" reply to me in a higher tone.

     I saw Candra's face turning deathly pale. After hearing the words I just said. Candra's eyes widened and her mouth gaping.

"Do you know anything about that thing?" ask her now with a softer and slower voice.

"Yes, and I really need this right now," I replied in a flat voice not as loud as before.

"What do you mean, this thing can keep people from dying?" asked Candra who I now see her body shaking.

"This artifact can make people go back in time" I replied in a earnest tone.

     Candra rewinded her legs a few steps, her body shaking violently. It was as if he was sitting on a rocking chair.

"Did Professor Djaya also go back in time?" ask me with wide eyes.

"Pak Djaya, back in time?" I went back to Candra.

"I don't know. It's just that three years ago, Mr. Djaya suddenly disappeared even though I was with him in this room," explained Candra with a look of disbelief.

     I sat on the wooden chair that was there, and placed the transparent box containing the ancient artifact on the table that was in front of me.

"Tell me what has happened to Mr. Djaya and his family" I asked curiously.

"The whole family of Professor Djaya had an accident, as their car fell into a steep ravine. Even evacuation teams have trouble picking up bodies."

Candra followed sitting on the chair that was in front of me. Seen a radiance of sadness in both eyes that now began to glaze over.

"It was us, I mean Professor and I were doing excavations at the prehistoric site of ancient civilizations," Candra wiped away her tears that ended up falling as well after I saw her holding her back from the start of her story.

"Six months after the incident, me and the Professor returned to this house. We just found out about the incident. The professor was devastated by the news of the death of all members of his family. His wife and four children, all simultaneously abandoning him," this time Candra cried in tears, clearly visible sadness in him.

"To allay his sadness, I invited the Professor to research the ancient items we were carrying" Candra said.

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