My Reincarnation Life's

My death

The sound of a grunt sounded very loud. It's natural, because it's summer. And I'm enjoying this boring summer. My intention today is to go to the bookstore. But I'm really lazy to get out of my comfortable room. And if I don't go there I'll be bored by the lack of entertainment at this point. After I thought back, maybe I better go to let go of this boredom. The distance between my house and the bookstore is not far. I got ready and headed out to the bookstore.

The sound of the roar was getting louder, the road I went through was usually crowded just before summer came, but today was really empty, really empty, there are only a few people who don't seem to be getting off work and kids who are cool at playing regardless of this hot weather. Today was really hot, really hot. The sun is really like being on top of my head. For a long time I could die just because of the heat. My house and the bookstore I'm going to are only 300m away. But because of this burning heat I felt like I was traveling 1 km on foot. My breath began to be heavy, but only half the journey I took.

“I shouldn't have come out of my room.” I regret my own decision.

But my regret was gone the moment I arrived at the bookstore. The door opened as soon as I was in front of the door. Cold air came out of the shop. I came in and felt like I was in my room.

“Ahh, so cool.” I stretch my hand without caring around. There's no one around here. But someone was watching me. Laugh and greet me.

“Alan, what are you doing? Behave like a fool.” taunts a big man in a shop seller's uniform.

“Ah, Mr. Manager. I just feel my life back once I enter this dilapidated store.” I smile not to be outdone by the manager's taunts.

“Hey, call this store dilapidated again you will lose ‘anu’mu.” His finger pointed towards my bottom.

“Anything other than that” I replied while protecting my bottom. “Oh yes, last week you said there was a new book coming today. Where are the books now?”

“Oh that, the books I've put on the new bookshelf.” manager pointed to one of the shelves in front of him. “While it just came this morning, you really can't wait to see it?”

“Yes that is, there is a book I want to read and the price at that time was still expensive. So it might be here.” I said as I walked towards the designated bookshelf earlier.

Being in front of a lot of books sometimes makes me confused to choose which book I will buy. But since I was already planning on buying one of those books it became quite easy. But there is still something difficult there. Search books.

My fingers go to and fro looking for the book I want. Many books are also curious on new bookshelves. But I'm more focused on finding my target book. After 15 minutes of searching for the book, I finally gave up. There is no book I am looking for. I finally asked the manager.

“Ooi Manager! There is no book whose title is ‘my death’?” I shouted a little because the distance between me and the Manager was quite far.

“My death??? There is no such book here!” the answer is upset because it feels disturbed when reading his favorite comic.

“Manager is useless. Inget age kek.” thought me when I saw him read the comic Doraemon coolly.

“Aw!” I moaned a little because it hurt a little. But that didn't stop me from picking up the book.

“What book is this?” I turned the book around and made me wonder. “No author name?” the strangest thing is the title. I don't even know what language is written in that book. I can't read it.

I opened the pages in the book. Nothing, no writing. I went from the very first page to the very last, nothing. There is no writing at all in the book. I closed and put the strange book back. But when I was about to put the book, there was absolutely no space or space for the book. And I finally took it to the Manager's place.

“Oi Manager, what book is this? There is absolutely no writing. Even the title is not the language of the planet where.” I put it in the front cashier Manager. But the manager was cool with the comics and didn't care about me. Just saying “hmm.” and “hmmm hmmm.” really irritates me.

“OOI!” this time I called out to her loudly to the point that she screamed and the comic she was holding was thrown up.

“Apaan ngagetin aja!” he yelled annoyed at me. “What book? I've never seen it” and she just realized it now.

“Try a check by yourself.” I gave the book to him. He did the same thing as me and from the look on his face, he looked confused.

“I don't remember keeping a book like gini.” he thrust it at me. “Partially there is no writing. Take the book. And don't bother me anymore.” I also received the book. You can make a notebook. That's tolerable.

“Yes, I brought this book. I guess I didn't buy a book. I don't know what book to buy.”

The manager coded with his hand like saying “iya already there do not bother me anymore” I also smiled to see it was cool with the comic again when telling me to leave. I went out of the shop and left there.

Luckily for me this time, the clouds covered the streets from the fierce sunlight. I leisurely walked down the sidewalk to my house. But, that's where it ends.

On the sidewalk opposite me, a child was chasing a ball that was thrown towards the highway. Unaware of the car driving very fast towards him. And in that instant, I pushed the boy back to the sidewalk. The boy survived, survived my life payment. I felt thrown a long distance away. “Ahh, am I dead huh? There's still a lot I haven't done in this world” thoughts like that ring in my head. Just a moment, a moment that really hurt.

Is this the pain of death? I vaguely saw the car leaving quickly. The little boy who looked at me. The book was emitting a dark light. Dark once. Vision's gone. Missing. Darkened.

I heard something. Heart beat sound. Is this my heart? Slowly I opened my eyes. Still dark. But I feel that I'm still alive. I looked around me and stopped, when I saw a speck of light in front of me. I ran to get close to him. Run immediately. I wish there was a miracle there. But after approaching that light, I realized it was not light. It's a strange book I received from a bookstore. And I saw something again. The book was held by someone. A woman, but she looks very dark. Like just a shadow. He asked me. “Do you want to live?” I nodded quickly. “Although in a different world?” back I nodded even though I was confused what is ‘different world’. My eyes went back dark. Was it just a dream? If so, it was a strange dream.

My eyes opened, I saw 40-year-old mothers dressed like the middle ages. I feel weird. My body can't move freely. I feel like crying. I was picked up and given to a 20-year-old woman. His face looked tired, but he smiled warmly at me. I don't know why, I can't hold my cry anymore. I was crying hard. Real loud. But the sound that came out was not my voice, but the voice of a baby. I was reborn as a baby.