Find Me in 1000 Years

Wearied

The woman pressed the button that was mounted on the wall. This time visible from the wall, there were many floodlights that panned alternately towards him and moved systematically. Ken only realized there were many lights there because from then on the room was a little dim. The floodlights were numerous and and moving it reminded him of a night club.

"A ... This pa?" The young man was still gawking.

"You just can't be exposed to the light" said Irish.

"Eh?" Ken quickly pressed the button and his body moved up.

His brain and reflexes are in line. Goody. The woman smiled happily.

"Then what should I do?"

Mmm, smart guy. Irish turned off the floodlight and then placed the still-wrapped chocolate candy on the floor, just below the young man's body. Then he turned the floodlight back on. "Your job is to just take that chocolate candy without even being exposed to the light."

"just?" The young man questioned the woman's words. "That's the floodlight so much. Cheating," he protested.

Highlight Irish eyes suddenly sharp towards the young man, and again hit the iron pole with a stick hard, making Ken surprised and close his ears so loud.

"I don't accept rejection!" said firmly.

"Eh, yes ...." The young man sighed softly.

Ken started trying. He is still confused by the direction of the lights that sometimes come and sometimes go out and cross. He watched her while lowering his body. Then the young man muttered. "one two, two three one."

Then he repeated the sentence again which turned out to try to remember the sequence of lights that came out from the side. After paying attention with concentration, he lowered his hand slowly, then .. hap, he got it.

There was applause from the woman. "Good! Ok, next."

"Now? Eee ...." Ken's voice sounded disappointed.

The woman fiddled with something near the button that was on the wall and suddenly her floodlights came from various directions leaving Ken shocked. What's more, the light beam is as high as a human, so Ken had to climb even higher so as not to be exposed to the light beam.

The young man swiftly pressed the button and his body immediately rose. "Crazy! It's a suicide by the name" cried Ken annoyed. "I don't want to!" He then looked for his waistband so he could get down.

Instantly the Irish stick grabbed the young man's leg.

"Awh!" shout Ken.

"You argue, I'll torture!" The woman spoke sharply while pointing with her wand.

"Why don't you just find someone else, anyway!" yelled Ken annoyed.

Irish hits Ken's back with his stick.

"Agh! Just hit me, just be satisfied!" ken shouted, I couldn't stand it.

"Ho, you're challenging me huh? Alright!" The woman tried to hit the young man on the back with a stick up to 3 times and Ken tried to endure the pain. His forehead creased while closing his eyes.

Ken is now looking for his body fastener to release but Irish begins to threaten him.

"I'm gonna throw that necklace away!"

Ken was silent at once because of the growl. He immediately glanced at her with an annoyed face. "You're evil! You're really mean!" His eyes began to cloud.

"Finish your training or you won't find the necklace again!"

"Well, I'll do it!" Ken wiped away the tears that had fallen over his forehead. Now he tries to concentrate so that he can finish his task immediately.

The young man's eagle eyes then staked out the opportunity and .. he pressed the button until his body descended in a set. Sometimes down and and sometimes stop with concentration towards the candy. Had stopped in the middle of the road then the hand leads down and hap. He paused for a moment before going back up until he was not exposed to the light again when he went up.

Irish shook her head. The young man was very genius as he took into account all the motion of the lights. If you pay attention, there are actually not many highlights that block but it is located in strategic places and Ken can see it. How clever this young man is!

Though Irish targets will teach the young man all day but Ken is able to finish without the need to be taught. "OK."

"I'm tired, I'm tired" the young man asked. Yes, he has never been given a job that drains his thoughts and feelings so he quickly feels tired, especially he is not used to such a job. He only worked as an OB(office boy, janitor) in a private company. That's all, with a job like that, he was fired.

Ken recalls the first moments he learned Mimi had been in a car accident and that made his mind go back to chaos. He only looked down when he was taken down and was silent when he was taken back to his room.

The young man went straight up to the bed and laid his body there against the woman. Irish had already sensed something different since she mentioned the necklace matter to Ken. The young man seemed to lose his spirit.

"Ken."

Ken didn't know since when the woman knew his name, but he hated the woman so much. Suddenly he felt pain in his back because the woman touched the marks of his punch. "Aah!" He looked a little. "Can't you, you leave me. I want to be alone. I beg you," pinta Ken lirih.

"Your back is better treated."

Ken looked back at the window against the Irish. He no longer cared what the woman said. After all, what he said never cared.

The woman understood Ken's grief and then left him. As he returned to bring lunch, Ken remained in the same position as before, motionless. "Ken." He peeks. It turned out that the young man did not sleep at all, meaning that he was daydreaming?

As far as what memories uprooted the young man's consciousness, Irish did not know but must have been so deep as to be able to make the young man not want to do anything but wallow in grief. "It's your lunch, Ken."

The young man remained unmoved. Irish sighed softly. Actually he could not bear to see the young man often give up because of the necklace but he had to do his duty otherwise the young man would have tried to escape again somehow for how many times.

The woman did not bother him until nightfall. He returned and found the young man still in the same position. Not even his lunch was touched. He was so upset that he slammed the plastic containing dinner into the bed. The young man flinched.

"Ken, let's go down."

The young man still did not move.

"Ken, I'm gonna kick it, huh!"

Still quiet.

Irish was impatient to pull the young man's arm until the young man realized. "Come with me!"

Ken is still silent. Empty views. Irish grabbed the young man's arm until Ken complained.

"Aah!"

"You hear me talking?"

The young man looked wondering.

Irish immediately took one of the food packs and gave it to Ken. "Hold this." Then he pulled the young man out of the room. Even down the stairs and go outside.

The people looking from the living room only noticed the departure of the two from the dining table. They were eating from the food they got. Except for a furious Vicky seeing their closeness to the stand.

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