CORONAS
2. KALDIER CENTER
March 18, 2046, Sunday at ten o'clock in the morning, the seats in the city park are full of adults. Their spies watch over the nimble seeds that will continue their lifeline. In the middle of the park there is a fountain surrounded by several pairs of young people who are dating. The little boys ran to chase each other past me. Also some pairs of eyes that saw me at a glance then immediately went away.
According to the old people, compared to twenty years ago, the city of Kisaran has developed. Its area now almost offset the city of Medan. The buildings are increasingly magnificent and the access to traffic is also neater. Coupled with Asahan University – my campus and Yuva – which has stood for decades now has a state status with increasingly diverse majors.
Time jumps up to half an hour. I'm going to date Yuva today. Yes, I'm waiting for his arrival.
“Thank you, Brother,” said a little girl I bought ice cream in the park. She cried when the ice cream fell out of her hand. That's why I bought him. The sensor on my caldier instantly scanned his heart for satisfaction and converted it into Life Point numbers. I got an extra three points a day.
There was an empty chair under a shady tree. I was pulled to sit on it. Every now and then the watch in my left hand I see. The seconds hand moves like a heavy load. Maybe it's the influence of waiting for someone. Then while watching the dense green leaves, I kicked softly.
“My gear can instantly smell your smelly voice that.”
I'm chuckling a little. “What is my voice that smells like? Your ears are like a dog's nose alone,” my reply.
“Have a long wait?”
“Enough to go umroh and sightseeing to Europe.”
Then two Yuva fingers that formed like crab claws hit my body. I immediately took her around. Our date is not like dating a couple who sit back in a romantic cafe while joking. With capital on foot, we went around looking for people who needed help.
“See the brother who wears the necklace. They are sick people who like to do anything like a maid,” shouted a little boy who happened to pass in front of us. Nearby was another child.
“Eeeh .. I also heard that some of them have infectious diseases,” responded to his friend.
“Really?” timpal's another friend. “Then we should not get close to them. We'll get infected.”
The little ones then passed by leaving their tongues sticking out toward me and Yuva. Unknowingly, one hand touched the necklace I was wearing. Things like this happen often. In order to protect their children from infectious diseases, parents usually forbid them to approach people with caldera. Kaldier can indeed paralyze the performance of the disease virus in the body. But that doesn't mean killing him. So, those of us who have infectious diseases can still infect others. We understand and can understand it, but sometimes it makes this heart pierced. Quickly me and Yuva ignored the little boy's words and moved again.
A few minutes passed to go around the park. People seem to be able to control themselves so as not to fall into trouble. Yuva's hand slipped towards my hand and formed like a hook to hook my arm. His feet quickly stepped out of the park and headed towards the road. On edge. On sidewalk. And that long sidewalk will continue to be admired by two pairs of our feet bounded with footwear. While our two pairs of eyes wandered to find anyone who was hit by problems.
My cold voice was in the air hearing that disappointed tone. Yuva's soles kissed the pavement long enough as her eyes caught something. Then he ran across the street without looking left and right. My head shook. There was a woman who seemed to be about our age who was confused while constantly dropping her eyes down.
“My house key is gone. I was on the phone walking around here. My index finger twirled the key in the keychain ring then detached and fell,” said the woman.
Without being ordered, we both went to look for him. Yuva forbade me to come looking because this is her part. I do, but while taking a look around so I don't feel bored. Yuva's hands slashed out in the short grasses growing around the roadside. He also did not mind if his hands touched the dirty garbage around there. Not long after, Yuva's voice airs loudly.
“Can!” said it.
The key then changes hands. The woman immediately threw away her panicked face. The scanner sensor works automatically when it is done helping the woman. “Scanned addition points by one day. Will soon be summed up with the Life Point you have.” Kaldier makes a voice of information that explains that Yuva received an increase in age one day.
“Only one?” yuva muttered as soon as the woman thanked him and left. Her lips are irritated.
“Maybe he's thinking about something else so he doesn't seem so happy,” entertain me.
Yuva let out a long breath.
In the midst of Yuva's mood which was not much different from the heat of the sun, I tried to take her elsewhere. Continue the journey to find people who need help. After a while, we found someone who had a problem. We helped him, and Yuva got another day's point. It repeated again until the third time. Yuva's face grew increasingly irritated.
“Ke service center kaldier, yuk? There may be a little damage to your caldier” I propose while comforting him.
My advice was to get rid of the face and make it bright like a face in a beauty product advertisement. The plight then re-formed the hook to hook my hand and then stopped public transportation with a major in the direction of Kaldier Center is located. In this city there are four Kaldier Center located in the four corners of the wind. This service center is a place for installed caldier care. Whether he suffered minor damage or not. At once, if the caldier has tended to be used for a long time, we can replace it with a new one.
We both got off the public transport right in front of the entrance of Kaldier Center. It is right on the side of the road. Our feet immediately stepped inside. Not so crowded. Our eyes also know some people who are sitting in the waiting chairs that are available. Yuva and I greeted them in turn. It seems they are also consulting or doing treatment.
“You do the treatment?” a very familiar voice in the ears.
