Itinerantur Temple

TEMPUS 9: Like a Stalker

Stupid and embarrassed. Those two words fit perfectly for my current state. In a state of free hair, wear a long-sleeved pajama suit looseness, then do not wear footwear. Moreover, my face is also as natural as that, not wearing the slightest powder, let alone liptint.

For whatever reason, I am really ashamed. Now some of the library's visitors were looking at me in wonder and they were furrowing their foreheads and eyebrows. It was as if he was looking at a freak or a lunatic who was let into the city library.

Plus I just realized, if the pajamas I wear are pajamas that Kak Ravi bought last month. Patterned pajamas full character minions. Of course I look striking in these yellow pajamas.

Ouh, damn!! How do I get back to my room?

Pocket watch? Ah, I still hold that pocket watch in my right hand. I saw that the pocket watch was now on, the seconds of the hand seemed to be moving slowly second by second. Then I looked straight, my eyes immediately met the man I saw on the dimensional screen.

The man wearing the white hat and the necklace chain also still looked golden in my eyes.

Yes, the man is now also looking at me in wonder. And it seems like he remembers who I am. And now he walks slowly to me.

“Lo... girls I met in college right? In the garden of the nation?” buds Ask the man. It seemed he was very confident and it turned out that his memory was sharp.

I also put on a doubtful grin and nodded slowly.

“Lo why do I believe in gini and here? Oh, you don't wear footwear either. Are you all right?” Ask someone who seems to care.

However, I can only swallow. My tongue is too thick to answer his question. After all, even a crazy person would not be able to enter this library, a city library that would have a reception and guard area.

I didn't answer the man's question. I slowly retreated, then rushed to run in either direction which made me believe that the area was quieter than the other areas.

Of course I don't want to cause a commotion. Moreover, there were some library customers who had already looked and looked at me strangely. I don't want to be thrown out in such a shameful way. I better understand the performance of the pocket watch immediately and be able to return to my room again like before.

Relieved that now I was in the back shelf hallway and quiet, I headed straight to the corner. When I ran, I looked back occasionally. And it looks like the guy was following me.

My breath was hunting, my heart was racing as if it was being chased by a monster. Really, I just want to go back to my room. Can or not?

I looked at the pocket watch I held, while continuing to chant in my heart and closed my eyes to be able to return to the room without gravity again. And.. SLAP!! I was in the black room again. By looking at several dimensional screens like that.

Of course I've opened my eyes. And I saw the dimensional screen that showed the library earlier, precisely in the area where I officially disappeared. It was clear that the man was looking for my whereabouts, he seemed confused when he felt sure that he had followed my steps correctly, but I was not there.

“Hahahaha, cool also yes.” I was amazed that myself could be like this. But I feel sorry for that guy too, it seems like he really wanted to help me.

Just stupid. I immediately focused on staring at the dimensional screen that displayed the area of my room.

SPLASH!! For a second I went back to my room again. With a cross-legged sitting position like that. Ouh, weird huh? I thought it was only my spirit that was bailing, but it was my body as well.

“Gilaaa. This wasn't really a dream?” I asked by looking at my pocket watch. Now the pocket watch hand is no longer moving, and it is quite confusing.

Stupidly, I don't see a clock. But it seems that now that I teleported at the right time, it didn't take as much time as it did when I was on campus. The proof is that it's eight o'clock at night past fifteen minutes. That means, my teleportation earlier was indeed in accordance with time, not beyond time.

“Bentar deh... like the time I teleported earlier, the clockwork is moving. The clock is on too. What's the way it works? Will his pocket watch turn on when I teleport? When it's finished, no longer turn on the clock. Aaaahh, I see.” I muttered alone, then added that important point I said myself into my writing.

Just write it down in an empty book. After I finished writing, I just torn the paper from the notebook and I put it using push pin nails on the hanging board on my study table, precisely the hanging board on the wall.

“Do I try again huh?” I ask myself. Honestly, regarding teleportation I have not mastered it. If I don't try to control it well, then I can't control myself.

Well, it seems like I want to keep trying. Until I really understand and can control myself if I'm outside. Also until I can really master it.

I went back to bed and sat comfortably. I held the watch in my right hand. I held it a little tighter. I closed my eyes as if I were looking for a focal point.

In that focus, I could feel and hear the clockwork seconds in my ear. And yes, I'm back in the room without end. The black room and now has been displayed several dimensional screens that display other places or locations. It seemed like those screens were indeed an option so that I could teleport to where and where.

I saw the clock on my phone. At 20:20, I sat in bed. I recorded that time in my mind.

Now I saw the man again, walking down the quiet sidewalk with a line of fairly bright pole lights. It seemed like the man in the hat was on his way home after borrowing a book from the city library.

Though I have no interest in teleporting to that man anymore. Yet again and again automatically my body was instantly drawn to it.

SPLASH!!

I was standing behind the man. I felt astonished, nervous, and gawked for a moment while staring at the back of the man who was walking away.

I looked down first, looked at my bare feet and felt the little sands clinging to my feet. I should have worn those sandals too.

“Lo again? Hey, you following me, huh? Lo stalker? What exactly are you doing?”

I looked up when I heard that question. I looked at the two eagle eyes from the man in the white hat earlier. Wait, since when has he been in front of me? Ouh, ****! I should how?

“Ah, engg.. anu Mas, g-gue----”.

“Mas mes! I'm not a mas-mas fried rice seller. You're a student at the same college as me, right? Lo who was straying to the national bud garden, right? Answer!” His request firmly.

I also nodded immediately. “I-iya..”

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