THE NOURA VAN KEMMERS

Still Astonished

I'm still dumbfounded. In my room I can't sleep. What happened to me all day. Why time goes so fast. I only chatted with Noura in that pavilion in a matter of a few hours. My estimate at that time was at least five or six hours.

It was only the first time I had experienced something like this. a few days before, every time I interacted with Noura was never like this. I talk and listen to his stories. And time rolled as usual.

Like the first time I talked to him under a shady tree. There is no such strange thing. Is it because the duration of the time when we were chatting back then was not as long as it had been all day? or is it really the same as rolling fast but no one feels it? or maybe it was because of the location where I was chatting with him?

Earlier I was just chatting debgan Noura on the side porch precisely under a shady tree. And yesterday in the pavilion and the back shed. Is it because there is a place, then the change of time happens fantastically? was it because Noura had managed to take me into a different dimension when she told me her life story?

Upon entering the warehouse and pavilion, I was indeed amazed by the various furniture that was still left inside. Starting from eating utensils, photos of Noura, objects in the coffin owned by Noura to other tools. It's not so much. But I admit, everything is so cool. Old relics are still left, which seemed to be a marker of life in the past and at the same time like bringing me into the past dimension.

Is that really so? was it true that I had entered a different dimension so seriously I listened to Noura's stories?

I felt like I was really swept away in every detail of the story he told. His life story really impressed me and sad. It's unfortunate that Noura's fate.

And the atmosphere inside the pavilion and the warehouse really brought me to the atmosphere the other day. I'm getting curious. I vaguely heard Mama and Dad's conversation. Looks like they're still talking about me disappearing all day.

"Wood as a dazed man. I saw it for myself, didn't I?" said Mama.

"Yes. He said he was just painting in the back pavilion and then sleeping. Bizarrely. Sleep until that long?"

"Looks like he's got to be outside, Dad. Every day he painted and painted all day. Sometimes evenings while playing guitar. When will he be so? he has to work and get experience. It's a pity for his graduate degree, isn't it?"

"Betul Mah's. A week ago Dad asked him if he was interested in working at the Bank? he answered no. He still wants to try his luck, he said. Even just to find experience, he said he was not interested. He's not interested in working in the office he said."

"The child has been unruly since childhood. He was more interested in art than any other field. Try to advise him to find a job that suits his field, Mah. Dad never forced Bayu's wish. It's all up to him. The important thing is that he enjoys and is comfortable with the field he is in."

"But Mama was curious about the pavilion huh, Dad. Is there something in there that makes Bayu sleep all day?"

"I mean, Mama?" ask Dad.

"Well, who knows there is something related to mystical things there. Daddy still reminding? incident when Bayu was eight years old. When he played hide and seek with his friends. Bayu and his two friends are hiding in an empty house. Then two of his friends managed to get out and they searched Bayu but did not meet. Until finally they report to us and also to their parents. Almost an hour the parents are looking for the whereabouts of Bayu. But he was not found. Not that he was in the corner of the empty house in a state of sleep," said Mama explained.

"Yes Mah...Dad remembered. We were really panicking at that moment. We're busy looking for him. As soon as he met, he was already asleep. When we woke up he looked very surprised. He was just hiding around the hallway. Then, because he was sleepy, he fell asleep. Didn't expect to sleep so long" continued Dad.

"Thank God his friends immediately tell us, Well. Try if they are silent and do not tell stories. Bayu certainly can sleep up to night in that empty house. It was even dark," Mama's voice was heard sobbing.

"Since that time, Mama has been watching the children closely when playing outside. The heart feels like it will be dislodged if you remember the incident. And now it's repeated. So you're worried, Dad?" ask Mama.

"Already, Mah. Bayu is an adult now. He's not a kid anymore. The proof is that he's coming home soon, isn't he waking up from his sleep? she did not cry out of fear" replied Dad.

"Is the pavilion behind it dark, huh Well? Have you checked there?" ask Mama again.

"Just look from the outside, Mah. The building is still good and sturdy. But Dad hasn't been in it. If on the front porch and side of the pavilion and warehouse, there are lights. Keep lighting the lights on" replied Dad.

The preoccupation of listening to their conversation made my eyes heavier. It no longer feels strong to resist sleepiness. I also started to fall asleep.

Seriate.