Find Me in 1000 Years

Kuda

"Cat Costow is okay!" the maid shouted at the crowd.

People looked towards the maid including Lucille. Ken emerged from behind the wall carrying the cat. He approached the crowd and lowered the cat in front of them.

The cat moved as usual. He even spun in front of them showing nothing changing in his body.

Mother Head stroking chest. "Oh, thank goodness." His eyes look teary.

One by one the servants returned to the kitchen, including the Chief Mother. This was quite a relief for Lucille of course, but it was also a surprise because she remembered very well kicking the cat very hard. Had the cat survived, there would have been at least bruises or cuts on his body, but no. The cat, as if it had never been treated badly before. As if the cat was reborn, or had a twin or ....

The woman glanced at him. "Ken, can you do magic?"

The Japanese man just sighed. He crouched down and extended his hand to the cat. "It's called Costow, isn't it?" After the cat jumped in an embrace, Ken took the cat around the spacious backyard. He left the woman alone staring at her back that was getting farther away.

"Is she a stupid woman?" sahut Gojo's.

"He can't be stupid. She's a witch."

"He's stupid for loving you. The man who hates him."

"That's not stupid by name, but pity."

The cat looked at the man. "That means you're also a fool for pitying him."

Ken just glanced at the cat and patted his head fondly. "You're also stupid for thinking too much."

Both giggle.

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After lunch, Ken called Lucille into the living room. As soon as he heard the news, the man immediately went there. "What's wrong, Miss," he bowed slightly.

"I want to shop. Prepare the train."

"What?" The man looked confused.

"Train. Hurry along!" The woman looked lazily.

"Train?" Ken still doesn't know what the woman means.

Mmm, there's also something you don't know, right? So don't be pretentious, just know better. "Train, cook you don't know? The horse carriage."

The man certainly doesn't know and surely the woman knows that Ken can't run it. "Miss, I don't know how to run it, so Miss just ask for help with the others" she asked.

"I'm asking you, why are you avoiding?"

"I'm not dodging ta—"

"I'M ASKING YOU, not anyone else!" hardik Lucille almost rounded her eyes. After that he was impressed.

Ken glanced at the woman while gulping her saliva. What other game is this? Haven't you got a bad taste for me yet? I already helped him.

But the man tried to be polite because the place was in a public place. Anyone can see it. "I'm sorry, miss, but I can't run a horse-drawn carriage because I can't control a horse. It's very dangerous if Miss keeps forcing me to run it. Dangerous to Miss's safety."

The red-haired woman was silent. The man's words sounded reasonable until he thought of another option. "You stay but you also have to learn from others. Get Danzo. He's a coachman who used to carry horses."

Ken was silent for a moment. "Why don't you go with Danzo?"

"You're!" The woman's netra glared in annoyance. "Just do it, don't argue with me!"

Danzo used to carry a horse carriage. In that house he was the only coachman because no one else could.

Ken sat down with Danzo, the Mexican. Along the way, he noticed the man running the carriage and sighed at the horse. Danzo also taught the Japanese man how to run a horse that pulls a carriage.

Ken also enjoyed a fairly cool autumn atmosphere that afternoon. Looking at the streets filled with houses that were built beautifully in his time. Then they pass through buildings such as shops, restaurants or offices before entering a clean open market.

Ken got off and opened the train door for Lucille. The woman came down holding hands with the man. She held onto her long, blooming skirt before lowering her legs off the train. The man then closed the door and accompanied her shopping.

Ken just followed. Lucille went to the fruit merchant who arranged his wares at a long table. On it, a variety of fresh fruits are arranged in several wooden boxes to make it look neat and easy to choose.

While waiting for the woman, Ken is shocked when a nun passing by next to him touches his guard. The man looked. Just then, the woman flicked her fingers. "Time stop!"

"Mother?" The man was surprised.

The woman smiled. He took his son by the hand and went to the fruit-trader. He took an apple. "Ken, what do you want?"

"Eh, no, ma'am. I just ate."

"Yes already." The woman then placed a piece of coin on a table near the merchant and pulled Ken elsewhere. He rubbed the apple on the shirt before biting it. "You really don't want anything? I can buy you a drink."

"No need, Mom." Ken was still watching Lucille who was motionless, looking at the fruits. The woman was also affected from the time it stopped until she had unknowingly frozen. Everyone froze even to a tavern where Ken's mother took her child.

"We're sitting here, right?" The woman pulled a chair from an empty table near the entrance. From the half-open tavern, they could feel the slightly windy cold autumn air.

"Oh, have you released Mira?" The man immediately remembered the girl as he pulled the chair until he stopped to sit down.

"Yet" answered Dewi Sri when sitting down.

Ken scowled as he did not hear the good news from his mother. "So Mom, why come to me, Mom? I'd rather save Mira than sit here with me."

"There's just something important you want to say."

"What's that?"

"Sit down" the woman said as she watched the man still standing.

Ken sat down slowly and looked at his mother who looked serious.

"You, what have you got?"

"Mmh .. I mean Mother?"

"You just keep going around in circles without finding anything meaningful, when out there, a lot of people want to be in your position."

"Mother ... Who wants to be in my position, Mom? I lost a friend, a shelter, and always had to do something like this. In order to save Mira, I have to work as a waitress where I have to kill someone. Only then was Mira released. It's not fun at all, ma'am."

"There are sick people who want to heal, where you can heal yourself. There are others who want to go back in time to fix things that went wrong, where you easily go back in time. There are people who live miserable with all their limitations, where you have many people who are willing to help you through your problems, are you still not able to be grateful?"

Ken was silent at his mother's advice. In my heart, I feel like a burden to others. "Mother ... when did Mom help Mira because I felt so guilty about her, Mom."

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