Find Me in 1000 Years

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The head of the Panti initially did not understand why the young man thought it was funny what was said, until he realized the young man did not believe what he was saying.

He stood up from the sofa and went to the table. The man opened the desk drawer. "Did you remember my advice from childhood on you?"

"Mmh?" The young man looked up and stopped his laughter. He frowned. "Which one?"

"That your body is weak and can't do hard work."

"Oh, yeah ...." The young man's mind was filled with questions.

"That's just so you don't divulge your true self."

"What's? You mean I have power?" Ken pointed back at himself and started laughing again. "Why did you make this joke? Is it because I'm a birthday? Oh ok, thank you, you have given me the spirit to wade through this life full of problems but this has gone overboard, sir. It's sud—"

He was surprised to see the Chief Panti pull out a dagger from the drawer. "What do you want with that knife, sir?" He was surprised and stood up from his seat. "Father of Ryu Brightman ...."

The Chief of the House approached Ken and pulled the young man's hand up. "To prove to you my story." Instantly he also grabbed a dagger to the sleeve of the young man's shirt to tear. Pouring fresh blood from between the rips of that shirt sleeve.

"Geeh!"

The wound was a little deep, so Ken himself was afraid to see it. "Sir!" He endured the pain.

Actually, the Chief of the Panti was also afraid to drop the knife because of panic, but based on what he saw when Ken was little, he was sure the ability of his son would not change.

He took Ken's other hand. He placed the young man's palm on the gaping wound that the young man had just gotten.

"Mr ...." Ken went to his father because he felt pain and also pain.

"Trust me Ken, hold your arm tight! Put that wounded skin together!"

Having no choice, the young man followed the man's lead, though unsure of his words. While enduring the pain, he put the split skin together slowly in his palm. Slowly but surely, the pain began to disappear.

He also felt strange. Which he had closed his eyes because he did not dare to see the wound of his hand, now slowly open those eyes and see how the blood stopped pouring and Pak Kepala Panti started to twist his palm to touch the other side of the arm that was still injured. The pain and pain disappeared.

The man took off the young man's hand. Ken gawking. Not a single scratch was visible there. The skin is back as smooth as ever. There were only his sleeves that were torn from daggers and also blood stains on clothes and floors. The young man was still confused.

"I always tell you not to run around, to wear covered clothes, and not to take up strenuous exercise because of that. I don't want anyone to know, you can heal your own wounds in seconds. I also don't want you to know your abilities because it's not time yet, so I'm keeping you from getting hurt."

"Well, I was injured in the leg when I fell off the fence, and I recovered tomorrow." Ken remembered.

At that time, at night when Ken was sound asleep, Pak Kepala Panti healed his son's wounds through the young man's own hands and Ken did not know it.

"Ah, but not possible," muttered Ken turned to the Chief of the House. "Where are you learning magic? I really fooled this!"

"Your class is very good, Dad." Ken was back laughing. He then hugged the Head of the House. "But I'm happy, someone recognizes me as his son. Thank you, Dad." He patted Pak Kepala Panti's arm and stepped out of the room.

"Ken, there's more you have to hear ...."

Ken laughed again. "Yes, yeah. Tomorrow, yeah, well, it's late at night" he said. He just shook his head when he closed the door and smiled broadly.

The young man was stunned to see Yumi who had just walked out of the kitchen, looking at him strangely. "Eh ...." Just as he raised his hand wanting to call, the girl rushed towards the stairs and climbed on it. Weirdo? What's wrong with her?

Ken tried not to turn around and started to step up the stairs, following the girl.

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Ken hurried. Even half-running he went through a path that was not big and occasionally went into an alley to find a shortcut.

He who had gone to the office was forced to return home by train as when he went to the office earlier and now forced to run at full speed so as not to be late.

This is the last time and they may never see each other again. The thought was so troubling that his feet trembled each time he remembered that.

Finally Ken arrived also in front of the parlor yard by bending his body to catch his breath. This is the first time he ran with all his might and remembered the words of Pak Kepala Panti that his body was not that weak. He between believing and not but somehow trying to prove it.

He looked to the side. A car was parked there and looked luxurious. He was between relieved but unwilling but he was not the one to decide. It's for the boy's future.

The young man straightened his body. After adjusting his breath he opened the front door with a slightly racing heart. He then stepped into the office of the Head of the House.

He saw a young and expensively dressed husband and wife looking at him. Together with them was the Chief of the House who was holding Mimi. Mimi ... Mimiku's. Are you going?

"Sir Ken ...." Mimi tearfully raised her hand towards Ken when she saw the young man's arrival.

The young man could not bear it and immediately carried it. He hugged Mimi tightly, the beloved sister he always missed when he came home. "Don't cry Mimi." His eyes began to glaze over.

It's for Mimi's good that she has parents and a future. Unlike her who had been living in the orphanage all this time but no one would adopt her. It's a fortune for a home child if someone takes it and raises it as a child because there aren't many people who want to do it and Mimi is very lucky.

"That's a good Papa Mama like you Mimi, who will buy you nice clothes and pretty dolls, as well as lots of toys or good cakes. Go with them Mimi, you'll be happy with them." Ken tried to hold back his tears but the tears were still unable to hold. The tears finally flowed without being asked, making him have to quickly wipe it so that Mimi does not see it.

"Sir Ken ...." Mimi still sobbed hugging the young man's neck.

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