Objectless

A confusing start

..."This is called Blackout. Every initial result that is proud of is often lost because of trivial things, ranging from underestimation, lack of focus, non-committal, and things that are not in accordance with predictions. Even this happened at an inopportune time."...

It has been almost two years Hadad doing every activity that exists without exception. Starting from weekend work that feels every day, organization association activities that are relentless every night, and sudden events from every person who has business with him.

Sometimes the time he does is a repetitive habit that is not clear results but routine presence. Planning each activity is not a difficult thing to face if Hadad relies on his friends, but the results he predicts are often deviated from what he wants.

"Is today finished? Everything must have been according to plan" he murmured.

This is a glimpse of a random feeling that always overshadowed his thinking. Mixed feelings between joy and anxiety had become a routine that he felt. Mistakes also appeared in his mind endlessly as if his consciousness was slowly starting to be on the verge of its limit. The room around Hadad also makes this absurd thing even more so.

Surprisingly today was like more confusing than the days that had been passed before. By maintaining his consciousness Hadad tried to stay focused while drinking mineral water that had been stored near the study table he used. Without a second thought Hadad returned to work on the remaining work today.

"Flame.....Taps....Taps....Taps....."

A voice suddenly approached the room Hadad was in. Though the distance outside the door of his room was only a few steps from the road near his house, but the voice he heard earlier seemed to indicate that this figure ran without obstruction.

"Excuse me... Is this really Kak Romli's residence?" a voice sounded outside that door.

"Before a while..I am there now." replied Hadad hurriedly approaching the source of the voice.

After Hadad approached the door, he tried to open the door in front of him. It was unexpected that the person in front of him was a beautiful girl who was carrying a report paper.

"I'm sorry if I interrupt the time for a moment, my name is Sirlia Ajram. I am here mandated to submit a report from the youth organization that we want to hold a member meeting about a major event that will be held in 3 days" he said in a slightly fast tone.

"What kind of event will these young people create? Aren't the 3 days to come a pretty busy day?" Hadad asked with a little frustration because of the work he still did not complete.

"Only informal events are nothing more. Plus receiving data from every activity that has been done, because the data is very important and can be useful at a later time."

"Well, I'll sign the letter, let me see first."

"Please sis, may it be in accordance with expectations."

Hadad began to check every letter he had obtained while signing the letters. He felt less familiar with a young girl who was silent in front of him. Not to mention the girl he had just met by accident. The more Hadad focused on reading the letter he took his eyes to look at his interlocutor. It's just that he was not good at starting a conversation with someone he just knew, so the atmosphere of the room became awkward. The girl in front of him was just glued to silence while looking at every letter Hadad had signed.

Inwardly, Hadad sensed that this girl had a different aura to him. He witnessed firsthand a girl who was not too tall, had white and smooth skin. Both her lips were red, her eyelids were beautiful, as well as the natural beauty that radiated from her face. All the things he thought about almost made him lose focus so Hadad almost made a mistake.

"Sister.... Brother Romli.... Sis...." the same soft voice was heard in the hallucinations Hadad was imagining. But he still tried to remain calm in the face of these conditions.

"Yes what's wrong?" Ask Hadad

"It's not that the letter that Romli signed is a bit awkward, is it?"

"Yes I also know, but the sheet that Mr. Romli signed is fine. Why is Romli still signing another paper?"

At once Hadad was silent and tried to think quickly about the events that were happening. And it turns out that he was right, I signed my college exam yesterday. Soon I took the letter and kept it in a safe place. Sirlia tried not to see what was going on in front of her. But what power, the letter that Hadad kept there fell in front of him. And when Sirlia read the letter she smiled lightly before Hadad, saying,

"Sir Romli is apparently very dexterous."

"Deftly? meaning?" Hadad turned around asking curiously while holding a cardboard that he would keep on top of the closet.

"Yes deftly hide the results of the repetition......"

At once Hadad felt that the paper that Sirlia was reading was the result of his repeat value last semester. Hadad was embarrassed and suddenly could not say anything. Seeing Hadad's behavior, Sirlia only smiled lightly. Then he tried to help Hadad tidy up the existing letters.

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After almost half an hour of completing everything Sirlia began to thank Hadad and said that he would take care of the rest of his letter with the representatives of the youth organization. While saying goodbye Hadad began to feel a sense of tightness that he had never felt in his life. He wondered what kind of feeling was this sudden doubling him. Why did he begin to feel this unwarranted feeling. What awe suddenly made him speechless a thousand languages without moving a single bit. Sirlia had left her residence a few minutes ago, but why did this feeling never go away and remained imprinted on her.

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Day after day passed so quickly without any certainty in it. But one thing is certain, the feeling of Hadad who is still restless. The day that awaited has arrived. The day on which the meeting of youth organization events is held. The room arranged in such a way that its shape has made a positive aura as bright as the impact. A collection of tables and chairs that are presented in a circular manner, white LED lights that illuminate the room, dark green walls that have been painted before, ceilings decorated with various minimalist decorations, etc, and neatness is the best word in describing the atmosphere of the room. The young people have begun to see his arrival, slowly but surely the room has become a crowded place of different activities. Hadad who is not very good at communicating can only see the surrounding situation without speaking a word.

"The meeting was this lively especially the show." muttered Hadad.

"Wake up. before it is too late......." A mysterious voice suddenly appeared near Hadad.

"Dispose of your anxiety today........"

"Let your curiosity be......."

"Just let your attitude be.. before you face anything........"

The voice of someone who sounded directly in Hadad's ear, but not where his figure was seen. All the people Hadad saw at that time were just people who were joking and laughing with their respective interlocutors. No one speaks alone except for themselves. Surprisingly the more Hadad thought about the sound, the more difficult Hadad felt the things around him. 

Because of this effect Hadad also ran from the room and returned to the place he used to visit, namely his home. And sure enough when he had entered the room in his house, the voice he heard again whispered to him. Hadad tried to keep his fading consciousness. Against every dizzy feeling he felt attacked his head with a barrage. Until finally Hadad could not fight the aura caused by the whisper. And before long Hadad gradually lost his consciousness, his body began to relax and his face was not careless. When the worst happened, he suddenly heard a scream outside his bedroom door.

"Sister Romli.....!  Brother Romli.......! Brother Romli......! Open the door, brother....... !!!"

"Sirlia.....???"