BASEBALL WITH MY SON (18 AGAIN)

REPEATING THE SAME TIME

"Did I hear wrong?" he asked himself, then he turned to a girl on his left. It just so happened that the girl was being infused with her right leg wrapped in a white bandage, looks like he just had a minor accident like Adrian and the girl's parents were doing drug redemption at the hospital pharmacy.

"Hey, kid! What do you think I look like?" adrian asked without thinking.

"Like a handsome man in general," the girl replied without thinking. Obviously Adrian became laughing because he felt lied to by a small child.

"Good, kid! I'm old, why do you praise me handsome? If it used to be, but now it's gray hair." Adrian continued to laugh and talk like an old man, until he made himself the center of attention by the other patients in the room.

He really did not like the gaze of others on him, it feels like they still blame him for the failure of the Team at that time which made him immediately get up from bed and look sharply at all patients in turn.

"What the fuck is that look of yours, deck? We looked at you for being distracted by the commotion you were making, but you looked back at us instead. Don't you have any manners? Where are your parents, let me have them advise a wayward teenager like you." One of the two-headed men was not happy with Adrian's actions were challenging, he tried to open his voice first to give a sense of discomfort to Adrian.

"My father is fierce, you will cry when faced with him. You have no manners, I'm older than you!" adrian snapped while folding both hands, but only avenged laughter by the young man.

"You're halu, huh, deck? Obviously you're still a high school kid, but I'm old. Do you want to grow up fast?" asked the young man who seemed to be teasing Adrian. But he was not at all provoked by the laughter of the Youth, but rather he looked surprised when said to be a High School boy.

"Schooler? do I look like that, son?" ask the girl again who just nodded in agreement.

"No way, I" he was stunned for a moment, then ran away from the room to the bathroom in the hospital. In a hurry, he ran to look for the bathroom. Fortunately, not for a while, he could find a bathroom that had a large mirror inside.

His eyes immediately glared sharply and his heart skipped a beat like he was dreaming. How surprised Adrian, when he saw himself in front of a mirror with the physical appearance of a young version of himself when he was 18 years old.

"No way, why would it happen?" murmured Adrian who could only laugh at the situation that was going on for a while, before he finally stepped his legs that had been limp out.

With a still wondering mind, he walked without direction down the Hospital stairs. Until accidentally both eyes were fixed on the television broadcast that was being aired on the waiting chair of outpatient patients. Not yet he found an answer to the circumstances that had just surprised him, he even got another fact that was even more astonishing.

Where he can see clearly the figure of his older version is playing baseball in a friendly match, he said, the endless camera highlights showing the rescue action Clean up from an Adrian as Catcher and the fourth hitter who managed to make a home Run hit began to feel De Javu in Adrian's memory. Especially when he saw all the patients there were clapping their hands as if proud of Adrian, it makes Adrian feel fed up.

"What's really going on? It wasn't that it was the Match Three years ago," he murmured who couldn't believe it. Adrian immediately ran to the reception desk and saw the mini calendar on the table, instantly his laughter began to be heard amid the gurgling of the edges of the hands of all those who were there as commentators praised Adrian's great ability.

"I'm almost crazy, how could I go back to the events of three years ago with my 18-year-old physical condition?" ask him who seems out of his mind,

"Wait on! If I'm stuck in this year, then I have 15 hours before I get any information about my son's death. Which means I only have four hours to prevent my son's death." Adrian ruffled his hair, like he was remembering all the bad things that happened at that time.

"Where should I look for him?" murmured Adrian who tried to guess the whereabouts of his son at this time. Long enough he forced his head to keep remembering, unfortunately none of the right answers to give confidence in him.

And at this point, he began to acknowledge the fact that he knew absolutely nothing about the Scriptures. In fact, Aksara's favorite food alone he doesn't know anything.

But still, it was not the right time for him to regret his mistake back then. With time running fast, Adrian gathers all his determination to search for the existence of the current Aksara.

He knew very well that Aksara must be heartbroken for failing to enter the First Team Squad under the same Club as his father. And Adrian's indifference for several days is increasingly damaging to the mental Aksara, because instead of calming his son even Adrian busy following some friendly matches with a hard heart like a wall.

"Is it possible at home?" his question continued to surmise the right option regarding the existence of the Son.

Then, he shook his head again as if he wasn't really sure of the conjecture. "Can you be in the field too? Not that I asked him to watch my game huh."

"Ah, stop. There's no time to think, maybe I can just find her at her school." Adrian immediately took a new decision that second as well, he hurriedly ran out of the Hospital in full force.

He tried to find the whereabouts of Aksara in the school building first, although he himself was not so sure that his son was currently in the school building, if you remember that the location of his son's death is not at Home or Baseball, but at school.

After some distance from the Hospital, he tried to reach into the pocket of his pants and shirt which fortunately contained some fifty thousand bills.

"Thank God I still have money, enough money to make it to his son's school building." Adrian smiled with relief, he clutched the money tightly while stopping public transportation at that time.

During the journey, he did not stop feeling stubborn and tried to compose words to explain all this to the Scriptures. Moreover, Adrian is not a person who is good at words, like a Father in general who is too difficult to be frank on his own heart.