METANOIA, A Wonder Place

Episode 4

“What if you guys spend the night here first?” mother exclaimed to the officers who helped transport our goods, while approaching my father.

“That's not a bad idea, the distance from here to the city is quite far” said father spontaneously, just this time, there was a mention of the actual distance of this place, and not pretend close.

I found one of the officers glancing at Arie or Arya who looked similar, lifting up their box, in my heart I said, it must be a natural thing and must have happened, but before he took too long to notice, Lavi noticed it and gave an angry look that looked quite sinister, even to me, the man immediately turned his eyes away.

I tried to hold back the laughter, see the reaction and step in, it seemed like after that they would not stay here. Every step of the stairs I stepped on, sounded a different sound, and the front porch was so wide, it was clattering old wood every time I stepped foot, it seemed impossible to walk silently without being discovered in this house, “your room is above” said mother as she passed by me, carrying a pile of boxes in her hands.

There was a staircase that stood curved beautifully, as soon as I entered the house, on the handle were carved shapes that resembled vines, complete with flowers, occasionally the steps bebeep gurgling, gurgling, when I step on.

Arriving at the end of the house, there was an empty floor surrounding the main room of the house, like a balcony and lined with matching wood carvings, with carvings on the staircase fence.

The room was in the shape of an eighth, if I didn't miscalculate, every meeting by its side, adorned with large windows

with colorful glass, maybe this is what Arie means about the beautiful decorative glass, even the moonlight at this time has given a faint reflection of beautiful colors.

Along its walls, there were bookshelves filled with old, dusty books. I went through the wall, watching the title on the back of the book that had begun to fade, until I was faced with a large painting, a woman.

“Maybe she's our great-grandmother” said Lavi from behind me, who took notice with a pile of big boxes in her hands, nyataris higher than her head, so she had to tilt her body to see.

“She looks younger” said me, the woman may be the same age as the current Lavi, or a little older, she said, “at that time you could be considered old” said Arya while laughing from behind Lavi.

“Bellatrix Crimson, yep, her great-grandmother kita” Arya read the inscription, under the painting. “She looks beautiful” I said slowly, then turned my face to face Arie.

“She is somewhat similar to mu” my comment while watching Arie, Arie frowned.

“Cannot”.

“If you look around, it is a bit like” said Lavi with a small laugh, which made Arie's face reddened with anger, and then Arya laughed, which made her even more angry.

“If he looks like me, it means he looks like you” too, crossing his arms and looking at Arya who is still laughing.

Me and Lavi stepped away, before we got angry too, I looked at Lavi when she showed me a door, on our right, “roomu” he said while still laughing.

I saw him enter the room across from me, and there were two more doors next to my room and Lavi, maybe it was a twin room, I thought before entering the room behind the door.

The room was very large, about twice my old room, an old bed with a carved cot, in the middle of the room, and a large bookcase with matching carvings.

I put my suitcase on a round table, in front of a large window that leads directly to the forest out there, and a little glittering village in sight. I slowly observed the room, everything was very carefully and beautifully made, even the rose carvings, on the doorknobs were made in great detail.

main door. I walked slowly closer to her, the more the vines were carved on the door, and the roses on the handle.

Arie was standing in front of the door I opened, apparently he was the one who knocked on this door from earlier, and almost freaked me out.

“Oh so our room is connected” said as he walked past me, and looked through the contents of my room.

“This is the bathroom?” I said, as soon as I realized the room behind the door, this bathroom was almost the same size as my previous room.

The large bathtub is made of porcelain white ceramic, with teak wood carved on its feet,

“awesome not” exclaimed Arie from my room, who looked like she was comparing something.

“This is your room?” I stepped in through the door in front of me.

Arie's room had three windows, two windows in the corner, with a round table complete with her seat, it looked like it was in my room, and another one beside the bed.

“Your room is filled with rose” exclaimed Arie, a little scream from my room, “isn't your room?” I said a little confused.

“No, my room is full of deer” he said casually as he approached me, just noticed and it turned out to be true, his room was filled with carvings, as well as deer paintings on the ceiling

her room.

“Even to the hilt of the door” he said, revealing a doorknob shaped like a deer head, with very beautiful horns.

“This deer room closed,” mother's voice broke the silence that had mastered the room, “rusa kutup?” I repeat with confusion, “maybe it's called” said Arie, while dropping his body and making dust fall.

My sneezing started again, as if automatically coming as soon as the dust met, mother looked angry, and pulled Arie's arm to wake her up, “you better replace the first” while handing the mattress and a new blanket to both of us, then leave the room.

I went back to my room, and immediately changed the dusty mattress pad carefully, so that the dust would not fly, and made me sneeze even more, but still I sneezed, even though I was very careful.

Finally done, I saw the clock on my smartphone, it was almost 12 p.m., it felt it was too late and cold to take a shower. The knock sounded from the direction of the bathroom, “I used the bathroom” exclaimed Arie from behind the door, adding to my reasons for not taking a night shower, and just changing clothes, in pajamas while moving my clothes, and then changing my clothes, inside the suitcase into the closet that squeaked as soon as I opened

the-the door.

This house is amazing I thought while lying down and trying to sleep on a very beautiful decorated mattress, I did not think I could feel like living in a house like this.

Again I saw the same dream, something strange about this, how could I dream in the same place over and over again. Yes, although not in a row, still this is strange.