Itinerantur Temple

TEMPUS 1: My World

Chilly.

Silent.

Slender.

My body floated like I was in the water. But around my body there was no water at all. Even my strayed hair floated gently.

Ah, rather I was out of nowhere and this is no gravity of the earth at all. It's exactly like space. But I think this room is endless. There is no top or bottom, no front and back, let alone left and right.

Blank.

Hollowly.

Broad-gauge.

The hallmark when I experience something like this is after five minutes later, a clockwork sound is heard. The clockwork moment was originally as slow as the clockwork seconds of the walls in the house. However, the longer it gets faster. It even felt uncomfortable in my ears.

The light? Ah, I don't see the light. But the condition here is dim. It is unclear which part is glowing. I guess my top, but I can't see if it's light or not. For sure it is not a floodlight, flashlight, let alone a sleeping lamp. Of course it wasn't.

I remember things like this. I experience this kind of situation every day. Ja. Setiaaaappp. Never paused. I call this my subconscious. I guess, there will soon be a distinctive voice from someone. That voice will be very loud. Even then I will definitely be interested back in the real world.

"LOVAAAAA.. BANGUUUNN. GO TO COLLEGE!!"

Tuh kan's! That must be Daniz, my mom. Sorry I just said his name. I mean I wanted to tell you that my mother's name is Daniza. My neighbor used to call him 'Bu Daniz'.

Hearing that distinctive voice every morning was my ninja path to successfully get out of such a strange thing. Yep. I never dreamed. I was asleep, even very well. But it is my subconscious that is so every day. Being in a don't know what his name is. I wanted to call it a room, but it wasn't a room.

My eyes are certainly wide open. If I open it wider, it could come out later my eyeballs. Ah, don't talk about the creepy. I was afraid to imagine it.

The wall clock in the room showed at six in the morning. Indonesia is getting hotter now. You guys feel so no too?

If I think it's hot. I live in West Java part of Java Island in this country. Yep. I live in the city of Depok. At first I lived in the capital of this country, but for one reason or another my family moved to the city of Depok.

I am the youngest child in my family. I am the fourth child, of four children. I was eighteen, and today was the eighth day I left for college.

I think I belong in the category of getting hockey. I don't want to be arrogant, but I'm proud that I got into the most popular university in Depok. You just find out on the internet, what university is famous in the city of Depok. What is clear is that the university where I add knowledge is ranked number one.

I entered the Faculty of Economics and Business, in short FEB. And I chose a management major, took a master class. My school schedule is Monday to Friday. You can choose a morning class that starts at nine, or take an afternoon class that starts at about half-time.

The management department was deliberately taken for granted. At least my ideals are not too grandiose. I just want to work for a company and be a finance team. That'sthat's all. What matters is success. Ah yes, more precisely I majored in Financial Management, a sub program of Corporate Finance.

Yes already. Now I'm gonna take a shower. Before the first lady came in and colonized my ship-like room.

My mother said, My father died when I was three years old. And when I understood what it was to die, when I asked where Dad's grave was, Mom always answered 'far'. And until now I never went to Dad's grave.

There's actually a strange box for me. Mother said I could open it when I was seventeen. I have not opened it up on purpose until now. I'm afraid of the contents. Mother said, it was from Dad.

A medium-sized box. The shape is square, aka the exact picture is cube-shaped. The box is made from real teak wood with a very old color of plitur. The box is dark brown. The box was still faithfully inside the first drawer of my study desk. The box was padlocked and the little key was on my backpack zipper hanger.

The clamps!!

"Lova. What are you really doing? It's almost seven o'clock. Come down and eat." Strictly my mother who this morning is still wearing an apron on her waist.

I'm grinning. "Hehe, good Mom.."

"Your brothers nagged downstairs. You don't come down immediately. They're waiting for you for breakfast."

"Yes ma'am, I'll be right downstairs." My speech.

"Why do you want to do it again?"

"See, I'd like to pick a jacket." Reply slowly.

My mother clicked her tongue. Maybe it's anxiety with me that can't act fast. He went downstairs first. After that of course I followed, I did not want to be pelted dishes made of melamine again.

"Pagiii everyone. sorry Lova woke up late." I say hello and apologize to my brothers.

"Is it still 'like that' again?" Ask Bang Daniswara Zachary. He's my first brother. Her name is indeed similar to Mother's, and I prefer to call her 'Bang Wara'. She is nine years different from me, Bang Wara is 27 years old and not married. He knows best about my subconscious.

"Yes. Usual. Every day is like this." I answered by starting to take the rice.

"Is it so hard to open a box from Dad? You have to open the box." Bang Wara said firmly.

"Biarin Lova is Bang. It's her right to open it or not." Ravi's brother, he's my third brother. His full name is Ravindra Zachary. His person is considerate, loves to defend this one and only little sister. He's 20 years old, two years different from me.

While Brother Eagle I saw was busy eating and reading history books. Yep. He's my second brother. His name is Eagle Zachary. The biggest sister of all time. He's 23, five years different from me. Just eat while reading with his left hand, while his right hand focuses on feeding food into his mouth. Of course his views were only focused on books. I just wanted to ask you a long time ago, how can you eat without looking at the plate? Even glancing around is not.

"Don't look at me. Just take care of your food and your other world affairs." Firm Brother Eagle. No, he is weird. He wasn't looking around but knew I was watching him.

Wait, did Brother Eagle say that I should take care of my other world? What does that mean? Is my world different? Hm, I'm not an alien.

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