After wahsing himself, Arslan returned to his room to rest. But thinking about the events that he had been through, he still couldn't believe that this was reality. Like he was sent to another dimenison and sent to the same time and place when he was 12 years old, instead of being sent to the world of afterlife to live his life.
Suddenly Arslan remembered the novel he had written earlier in school. Arslan immedately took the book where he copied the writing. He sat down at his desk and began writing the next part of the novel again. One by one he arranged the words in the writing, trying to remember the storyline and dialogue from the novel. The deeper he got into the story of the novel, the more he realized what he was doing now was so impossible for him.
"This is strange...? How can I remember all the contents in that novel? No matter how intelligent a human is, how can human clearly remember the contents of a book that is up to five hundred pages?". The more he thought about the reasons behind it, the more headache Arslan would find the answer. He didn't find the right reason.
First, before Arslan was reincarnated again, he was an ordinary person. His IQ is only average, he's not a very smart person, but he's not a fool either.
Second, in his previous life Arslan was a lazy kid, he was not as diligent as he is now. Every time he wanted to start something, it would only be a wish. He was not very enthusiastic about doing it.
And third, his knowledge is superficial. But in this life every time he thought about looking for an answer, he always found it. It was like a search engine were embedded in his brain, now his own knowledge made him unnecessary to go to internet cafes to llok for anything he needed to know. He himself now seemed to have Artificial Intelligence in his mind.
"Hasshh, the more I think about it, the more I don't understand. This is the first time I didn't find the answer to this problem in my brain. I should just continue writing..."
He also returned his activities. At the very least he doesn't want his time to be wasted, except for resting... He will do other things to develop his vision and mission going forward.
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The time showed 9:00 pm. Arslan has spent 6 hours copying every chapter of the novel, and now he has finished writing 100 pages at an astonishing speed
"Hm, I think I need a computer to be even faster..."
He thought typing on a computer is more practical than writing manually. Apart from taking a long time, writing manuals is also a lot of waste of energy. Now his wrists really felt a litte sore.
In the midst of his thoughts, he was startled by the sound of knocking on Arslan's door. It turned out that Arslan's mother was knocking on the door. Arslan got up from his seat, and opened the door to his room.
" You haven't slept Arslan?". Asked his mother when he found out that Arslan opened the door.
"Not yet Ma, Arslan just finished studying. What's wong mom?"
"Not really, Rega called, he said he was staying at Ferdian's house, because the group has a lot of assignments"
"Oh, OK Ma.." Arslan nod.
"Mom also wants to say something to you Ar..." Arslan's mother said who looked very serious.
"Is there a problem Ma?". Arslan looks worried about the serious look shown by his mother.
"Actually there is something I want to give to Arslan. This is ... for Arslan's graduation gift". At that moment Mom showed a box which she hid behind her back with both hands, outside of which was a picture of a cellphone.
Arslan who knew that suddelny gave a surprised expression, he was confused between happy or sad. As he recalled, his mother gave him a new cellphone with a color screen, because at that time, kid of his age only had cellphones with black and white screens. But his mother at that tome gave him a cellphone after one semester had run. It's too fast to startle him. How much is the price to buy a cellphone like this?.
Had the future he knew had changed significantly?
Arslan only paid attention to the cellphone box for a long time. Then shifted his gaze to his mother who was currently smiling very happily. He can only swear to himself at this time, that he will be the child that his parents can be proud of, make them happy before he make his younger brother and himself happy.
"Thank you Ma, this must be very expensive. Arslan can only promise to Mama, if Arslan will be succesful later, Arslan will make mama and daddy happy, also Rega". Said Arslan softly, his mother who heard Arslan's word only nodded and smiled happily.
What Arslan has known for the past 60 years of his life is that a mother can be evil only for her child's happiness and can also be an angel for her child's sadness. They are the mother, a figure that Arslan will never forget even though he has to come back to life 100 times
"oh yeah, yesterday your father told me that he was going to buy you a computer". Said Arslan's mother, which immediately made Arslan excited.
��Really Ma? Papa will buy a computer for Arslan?". Arslan asked in disbelief.
His past changed so fast. As he remembers, he got a computer from his parents after he went up to grade 2 junior high school. But now, he hot both of them on the same day. Makes him think that all the plans he has put together can go even faster.
"Yes, it's impossible for Mom to lie to you. Why are you so happy?"
"Arslan is working on a project to write a novel, Arslan thought, instead of having to write a manual, it's faster when typing on a computer ma.."
"You write a novel?". Asked his mother in disbelief if her son was able to write a story on pages like that. Her child is still 12 years old, how can he write a novel at his young age?
"Yes Ma. Wait Arslan shows it to Mama". He hurriedly took the notebook on his desk, gave it to his mother. His mother who received the book, then opened and saw the contents of the notebook with the cover with the picture. Her expression changed as his mother turned over each sheet of the book.
"Arslan, this is a very good story!". His mother said when she looked at Arslan in disbelief. Arslan just replied with a smile.
Of course it's good, because the one who made the story was not Arslan, but a famous writer in his previous life. It was impossible he could tell that to his mother, surely his mother thought her child was crazy.
"Ok then, you need to have a dinner first, then sleep. Don't be too tired..". Said his mother who also kissed Arslan forehead and came out of Arslan's room.
Arslan lay down on the bed after his mother left. It was true that his mother said earlier. He was to tired today. So immediately his eyes looked faint, and finally fell asleep in just a few minutes.