Satya tried to sit up better and took a deep breath. Ignoring the pain in his back and right ribs, Satya sat with crossing legs on the chair, his palms pressing together in front of his forehead, exactly the position of someone praying in faith in Bali, in Satya's hometown.
Kencana Ireng smiled looking at Satya who looked calmer and more solemn. The wind blew gently, swaying the leaves and grass.
Satya tried to focus on that momentary meditation. Awakening his faith that what he feels is not a reality. He guided himself that the realm in which he is now is not the real world.
Slowly but surely, the pain in his back and right ribs began to disappear.
It wasn't until five minutes later that Satya opened his eyes.
"How is it now?"
Satya smiled, and nodded, then changed his seat position.
"You're right," he said. "I no longer feel pain in my body."
Kencana Ireng laughed softly while nodding. "I assume you understand this already."
