Doing what you don't normally do. Likes the unusual. Accepting the unusual is accepted.
(POSITIVE THINKING)
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"What!!! 13 years old?"
Still, remember what happened yesterday. An incident that I can't get rid of from my mind.
And that confuses me even more.
Awan is my brother who died at the age of only 7 days. I talked to my dead brother???.
Seriously.
Mom and Dad never even mentioned his name once. And even I know it myself. And from Awan's confession.
I haven't told them about this yet.
Because I still want to be alone since yesterday.
I still can't accept all this. It's still hard for me to adapt.
Today's lesson is Religion. Hmmm. Maybe I can ask the religion teacher.
Just yesterday, now my eyesight is getting worse for me. Everything I see is the same, between my friends and those who are invisible to my friends. Almost no difference.
In the corner of the classroom, at the door, in the banyan tree beside the field, the window, and around many of my friends.
They do their own thing. Only one distracts me from them.
Yes, Indah came to me.
Smiling from a distance ran to where I am now. I was sitting on the terrace of my class.
"Hii"
I greeted her when she came and sat down to my right. I'm alone right now, so I can freely act weird. Hmmm.
It's too weird.
Hmmm.
So I'm freer to talk with her.
"Where's your father?" He turned his head when I asked her. It felt like peace to see her smile lightly.
She pointed to her father sitting at the front of the class, next to the teacher's desk.
"Hmmm, do you want to ask me?" I asked her slowly because I was at a loss for words. Hmmm. I'm also really confused if I want to ask her.
Like what does she eat? do they also bathe?.
Huh but that's a silly question if I ask her.
"I like you"
"Wow, really Indah?. What makes you like me?"
"You're kind"
"Hmmm. That's for sure. Hehehe, a lot of my friends don't like me. I'm lucky you like me, at least I have a friend."
She just replied to me with a smug smile.
Hmmm, I'm glad he accepted me. Hmmm.
Can I hold her? I haven't tried that yet. Hold or touch it. But this time I will try and dare myself. To touch it.
"Indah, may I touch your hand?"
She just nodded his head. I brought my index finger closer to her hand. She seemed curious too.
"Awww"
I screamed, and Indah was shocked and immediately ran to her father.
I screamed because there was like an electric shock the moment we touched.
I saw her hiding behind her father.
I approached and I smiled at her.
"Hey, sorry to surprise you. I'm okay. Are you okay?" She smiled as he nodded her head. She still feels so innocent.
After that, I decided to go to the canteen. Looking for snacks for this afternoon, before the religious lessons begin.
"You know, I saw him talking alone in front of the class, it's really weird you know"
"Who, Sintha?"
"That, that weird kid on the right side of the corner. The one sitting alone"
I heard two students talking in my head. She's talking about me. I just kept quiet, but one of the students called her Sintha.
What does Sintha, a student of 7B, mean?
Wait... can I also hear what the humans are saying, inside my head?.
Impossible.
But the distance between my seat and her was quite far. 10 meters.
What's clear is that they didn't scream, they were just whispering. But I can hear it.
I turned to look at them, who were sitting in the left corner of the cafeteria room.
Unintentionally when I turned around they were also looking at me.
I saw Sintha who was drinking her orange juice suddenly, fell to the floor.
I don't know if she took it off on purpose or if it got out of hand.
Or was she surprised???...
ahhh I know.
I turned back to my food.
"Laras, Laras let's go quickly. I think he knows what we're talking about. This is serious."
"Yeah, come on. It's 100% proven weird."
I heard it again, and this time I saw the two of them leaving the cafeteria in a hurry.
"Never mind that. They are one of the few people who don't understand how special you are" Hmmm. I already know who this is. Almost all day I was in the room with him yesterday.
"Hmmm"
I just answered briefly. And also lazy, because I'm not in the mood.
"I will always be there for you, I will be the best brother for you. Even though in the real world I am gone already, with this at least I can help you and accompany you."
"I'm sick of all this!"
I made a pretty loud sound. Until the attention of the student who was in the cafeteria, immediately focused on me.
Without thinking I stood up and left the place. Because I already know what's on their minds, and what words will come out of their mouths.
How long will this continue?
What should I do to stop all this?
I left Awan and I headed to the library, annoyed and angry.
"Uhhhhh"
I just opened the library door. I've been greeted by Awan again.
I ignored him, and I immediately looked for a seat in the far corner of this room.
The library isn't that wide, so my walk slows down when I have to get past some of the tables and chairs that are full here.
"Hey, you want to read a book?"
I haven't sat down yet, Awan has come again from the shelf on my right and left. Just because I can get through here and there, I like to just play around.
With annoyance, I sat directly in the chair to my left. Without answering his questions.
"I know how you're feeling right now. A strange feeling, a sense of disapproval, a feeling of being alone, and a feeling that everything is making no sense. Hey, listen to me. I'm here to help you use your abilities before I die."
At first, I was silent. I was lazy with him because he talked a lot.
This time my eyes were fixed on him.
"Really nothing?. You mean missing?" I asked and clarified my last sentence. He just kept quiet and shrugged his shoulders.
"Say it, Wan. Disappear what you mean?"
"Yes, I will disappear."
"Wait how did you disappear?. Isn't it that you're already. dead... I mean dead. Where did you go?"
"The world has a balance that must be maintained. And I can't keep hiding in the world of "Between". The world I am in now."
"What...I swear I'm even more confused by this."
I became confused and acted strangely in front of him.
Hmmm Yeah, the fact yes I don't like him. But only he and Indah accept me as I am.
For my parents, of course.
And I just met him yesterday.
With the information, he has been waiting for me for 13 years. I'm curious about all of this. And again I'm confused.
"Please explain to me"
I asked him to explain everything to me.
Because I don't know what it is. And I need some guidance.
And now someone is sincerely helping me.
What are you waiting for?
Note to me. Throw away EGO.
"So, here it is.."
"Kriiinggg"
Before he could tell, the doorbell was already bothering my ears.
"You go to class first, continue later when you get home."
I was silent for a moment, and I nodded my head as I left him. I saw him smile at me before I left the library room.
Hmmm. Time for religious lessons. I entered the classroom, where there were already a student and religious teachers waiting for me.
"You, yes you who just arrived, sit in the front."
"Hmm, yes sir."
I grabbed my bag on the back table and carried it to the front.
Oops, I forgot to tell you guys. That I'm not in class today. But we're on a class promotion exam. Hmmm.
This is a test.
Life test.
Time to work on it.
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"Kringgggg..Kringggg..Kringgg"
A sign that the exam is over for today. I purposely left class last. I have a mission to ask my religion teacher about this.
Hmmm. Yes, I am Hindu. Yes, I mentioned it on purpose. It doesn't matter to me about the religion I mention.
We all have our own beliefs. And the point is also one. We pray and ask Him for our lives and the lives of those we care about around us. It's just a different way.
"Sir, have a minute?" I ventured to ask him.
"Yes, I know what you are going to ask son. Before you ask, I have to tell you something."
His name is Mr. Gik.
Mr. Gik asked me to sit in front of his desk.
"What you have now is something special and special. Not many people can have it. I ordered you, accept it and you will know even more and more useful things. Remember to accept it."
I haven't had time to ask my question, Mr. Gik has left the room with the question sheets and answers for today's religious exam.
I haven't had time to ask him yet.
But he already knew it and explained it.
Turns out I'm not the only one who feels weird. Turns out I wasn't the only one who could see them.
And it's not just my family.
Turns the people out there also have it.
I am not alone.
I have to meet my parents to tell them everything.
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Should I ask about Awan, Mom, and Dad?.