He Who Doesn't Smile Anymore

Genesis 2: Repeating?

"Junk like you better just die!", those words always ring in his mind all this time. Those who thought Alia was useless always said that.

At that time, Alia was giving her class guardian a request, but a classmate said, "Go! Stay away! I don't need you!" his shout became a provocation for all to turn their gaze to Alia, spontaneously they stayed away from her.

Alia, who could not stand the treatment, returned to the teacher's room and said to her homeroom teacher, "I'm sorry, I can't do what I told you" with a sad feeling. The homeroom teacher instead asked what had happened, but instead aggravated the situation by insulting him and even severely punishing him.

'What's my fault? it's not my fault!' he cried out in his heart, why are all the mistakes being inflicted on him? Nor can he understand it. Why does everyone hate him? Why were all the mistakes that were not from him inflicted on him? Whyyy?!

. . .

"Uhm...?" Alia opened her eyes from her nightmare, a dream of regret towards her dark past. I don't feel her tears wetting her cheeks. What he saw now was the sight of a vast prairie, the moist wind making his black hair blow and flutter. It seemed like it was going to rain, and he suddenly found in his hand a few sheets of paper bag a letter. 'Why is there paper in my hand? I don't remember what just happened so I'm here Alia said in her heart. He read the writing on the paper, maybe it was directed at him and he was very surprised and then almost cried.

Just by reading the writing he recalled everything, what did mom do to him but he didn't know why he was here, where is this?

When it dissolved in his vague desire, one of the papers he grasped came off and went following the direction of the wind. Alia who was shocked, immediately chased after the paper. It was the only clue she had for him.

When he was chasing the paper, without realizing it fell and rained. Alia who looked desperate could only cry, why did all this happen to her? Why did God just watch him suffer? What purpose?

"Are you okay?" ask a man to him. When Alia glanced at him, the man was surprised to see Alia crying in such a state, What has happened to her that she gave up?

. . .

"Thank you" said Alia. He was offered by the man to take shelter in his house, especially the younger brother also gave a glass of warm water to Alia. Very nice even to strangers.

"Are you better?" tanyakanya. Alia simply nodded expressionlessly. The atmosphere was silent while accompanied by the sound of rain.

"Ehm...Ah, my name is Eric, this is my little sister, Erica. If you know what your name is?" ask the man to find a topic. It seems like he is trying to melt the atmosphere.

"Alia" Alia replied quietly, it seems like Alia is still stocking what has happened to her now.

"Hehh...Alia, huh? You also speak Nathea fluently, can you read?" ask Eric.

"Nathea? What'sthat?" alia asked with an expression of shock, 'Nathea? What're those?' ask in your heart? And Eric, how can anyone not know his own country?

"Look, can you tell me what happened? I can't let you do this, I'll help you" Eric said seriously. "Me too." said Erica with shame, she was always ashamed of strangers especially if she was at home.

'Do I have to tell them? Will they believe it? But there is no other choice, I have no other clue than the message on this paper, Alia said in her heart by convincing herself.

Alia raised her gaze and told the two of them,

When I read this message, my mother told me to give this letter in person, but for what? What purpose? I don't know." The story of Alia ends with her crying. He doesn't know what he should do. What is it to the past for? Wh-wh-what for?

Eric took the letter, "It was addressed to Mr. Ertentonio?! He owns the academy in the capital. Is this from your mother? Alia?" eric asked in disbelief. Who does not know Mr. Ertantonio's? He is an expert in government and the owner of an academy in the capital. The famous figure.

But Alia just shook her head, she really didn't know anything. Eric who saw this could only sigh.

"It's hard to believe, but I'm sure this is the real and true you of the future. I believe" said Eric. Eric's words just made Alia stop crying, she could only hope. But one of his biggest mistakes now is not telling his problems and his past. He didn't want Eric and Erica to know. If they knew, Alia was sure they would react just like her friends in her day.

Can he repeat everything from the beginning? He forgot how to smile as usual. It had been almost half a year that he had experienced that bad thing all that made his expression and his heart die.

"Okay, I'll help you get to the capital. Yes, because we agreed" Eric said with a smile. Such a smile made Alia envious, how could it make such a beautiful smile?

"really? Do you really want to help me?" alia asked with hope.

"My work is now a letter maker, and I'll be transferred to the capital if this month's work is completed"

"When are you going to finish?"

"As far as I can, I can be done in three weeks' time" Eric replied confidently. He felt that Alia would be amazed by that time, but...

"For long.." muttered Alia.

Alia's words just made her lose her confidence. Isn't that time said to be fast?

"Then, I want to ask you a question" Alia said. It seemed like he was already starting to control himself to not cry anymore. "Erica, please.." said Eric handing it over to his sister. Erica nodded.

"Can you explain where we are? I wonder" asked Alia looking serious.

'Easy question, anyway?' eric is in my heart.

"Hmmm...We are in the continent of Manthes. North country, Nathea. Surat 30 Village." said the sister smoothly. Although he was still thirteen years old, it seemed like the insight he had was broad.

'All that I've never heard before, maybe even not on the map, where is this really?' alia asked with a mind she could not hold. His head was dizzy, his vision blurred, he lost consciousness again.

Without Alia realizing, that she had been thrown far into the past. To the forgotten continent of history, the continent of Maltes.

What he had to do after this really could not be planned anymore. He is not the old self.