Magic In Love's

4. Old Mirror

Ali's car arrives at the family home of Alpha Centauri in Hokkaido.

The housekeepers welcomed the children of their employers warmly.

While Zizi and her husband and personal bodyguards were directed to the main house, Ali opted for a section of the house that was slightly separated from the main building.

The building is shaped like a house itself is almost ninety percent built of the best teak wood.

The building in front of him is a Japanese Sakura tree that is now starting to look filled with lush leaves.

A small garden is there, a garden with fresh green grass and some flowers also grow there with a beautiful and neat arrangement.

Ali entered the building that he used to sleep himself in, the building like a house separated from the main building was not too much furniture in it.

Ali had deliberately asked for a room for him to live in such an arrangement. He only needs bookshelves, cabinets and mattress floors and small tables only.

He does not like everything that is excessive, especially if it is related to home furniture.

Ali took off his backpack and threw it on the wooden floor of the building.

He then sat down, released his two shoes to leave only the socks he was wearing.

Ali grabbed his phone, to tell his family in Kuala Lumpur that he had arrived in Japan safely.

After sending a short message to his family, Ali, who wanted to lie down for a while to rest, suddenly saw a mirror attached to his room.

Ali frowned, the oval-shaped mirror with a size not too big that the frame is made of wood with carvings like flowers, besides that the mirror also seems to be an old mirror that is not from the years now.

Who hung that mirror over there? Batin Ali's.

As he recalled, last month when he accompanied his great-grandfather to stay there for a while, there was no mirror in the room where he lived.

Ali then stood up, curious he seemed to walk closer to the mirror attached to the wooden wall of the room where he lived.

Ali's momentary memory was like being forced to jump into a time where she entered into the fairy world inside the mirror.

Could this also be a way to get in there again? Ali's mind while sticking his palm on the mirror of the room where he lived.

Ali felt nothing there.

The mirror seemed to be just an ordinary old mirror that had nothing unusual there. There was no sign that the mirror had any power or energy from another world.

There's none...

Blank...

Vacuous...

Ali stared at the reflection of his reflection in the mirror.

The shadow of his face.

"My boy... Lo.. r.. i.. child.. me..."

Ali who had just turned around and was about to return to his original place, suddenly he seemed to hear a soft voice that was not too clear, but Ali could still catch the voice of the woman who called Lori's name.

Lori?

Ali then approached the old mirror again, putting his hand on the mirror.

There was no energy he could feel, but just now he could actually hear a voice like saying Lori's name from one place.

And that mirror...

Ali could not take his eyes off the mirror in front of him.

that mirror, where his shadow reflected there, could it be that the sound was coming from there?

Is this...

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