My name is Awan, I am a student at a university in Central Java who happens to be selling chicken noodles with my uncle. When I was young, my parents were gone, and I was raised by my uncle until now. People say I'm a cheerful person, but I don't really realize it. Maybe that's just how I am.
Oh yeah, right now I'm on a break from college, and yup, my activities when I get off from college and on my break are selling chicken noodles. While serving a customer, suddenly my uncle called me. My uncle's name is Malik, he's about 183cm tall and weighs about 89kg. He's 50 years old, but still looks like a young man.
"Awan, come here, son," Uncle Malik suddenly called me with a loud voice.
"Okay, uncle, wait a minute, I'll be there," I replied while arranging some food ingredients. I started heading to my uncle.
"Awan, here, meet uncle's friend, his name is uncle Haris," said my uncle, and I immediately shook his hand.
"Okay, uncle, I'll leave first because there are still customers." "Okay, uncle," I replied. While with uncle Haris, I started to get to know him.
"My name is Awan, uncle," I said while shaking uncle Haris' hand.
"My name is Haris." Judging by his body, he looked older than my uncle, about 165cm tall and probably 55 years old, with white hair (gray hair) and a face like a grandfather.
"Oh, yeah, uncle, do you want me to make you a drink?" I asked uncle Haris.
"If there's coffee, please." Uncle Haris replied with a deep voice. [Then I got up and left the seat I was sitting on].
"Where are you going, Awan?" asked my uncle, who was serving customers.
"I'm going to make a drink for uncle Haris," I replied with a loud voice.
"Okay, make me one," said my uncle with a loud voice.
"Okay, uncle, I'm ready." After I finished making the drink, I sat down next to them and listened to what they were talking about.
"Why are you here, you don't usually come here?" asked my uncle with a soft voice to uncle Haris.
"Actually, I'm here just to convey something very important, very important for the peace of this world," replied uncle Haris with a very soft voice.
"What is it?" Before my uncle could ask, he was suddenly called to serve a customer. In the end, my uncle decided to serve his customer first. My curiosity grew, and I finally asked about what my uncle wanted to convey.
"Uncle, what is it that you want to tell us?" I asked uncle Haris gently.
"Wait a while, let's talk about this with your uncle," replied uncle Haris. [After waiting a long time, but my uncle hadn't shown up yet, and the time was already 1:00 PM]. Uncle Haris looked anxious, looking at the watch on his left hand and also the wall clock.
"Your uncle is taking a long time, isn't he?" asked uncle Haris to me.
"Yes, uncle, it's understandable because there are many orders, and this is also his break time." I replied to uncle Haris. "Actually, uncle has something to talk about." said uncle Haris.
"What is it, uncle?" "Actually, uncle has been studying uncle's dreams
." "What dreams, uncle?"
"For the past seven days, uncle has been having the same dream, a dream about the destruction of the earth."
"Do you mean about people whose souls are devoured by monsters, uncle?"
"How do you know that?"
"I also dream exactly like what you said, uncle."
"Have you told your uncle about it?" asked uncle Haris.
"Until now, I haven't, because maybe he won't believe it. Uncle has told everyone about his dreams, from family to neighbors, but no one believes him. They think he's crazy. And strangely enough, after knowing you have the same dream, uncle is even more confused. Is it only chosen people or what?"
"....."
"Maybe for now, we shouldn't tell anyone yet, uncle."
"Hmm, okay."
"By the way, uncle, it's better if you stay overnight to rest here."
"Sure, but uncle will return to Jakarta tomorrow because there's something uncle needs to investigate."
"What is it, uncle?" I asked because I was confused.
"Uncle is investigating an ancient artifact that was suddenly found by uncle's team who were on duty on Mount Merapi. At that time, the team that was researching the sediment of the stone on the mountain accidentally found an ancient artifact. What's strange is that the artifact is embedded in a stone. The artifact's shape is an ancient belt. Uncle and the team immediately called the team in Jakarta to immediately observe the artifact. We were confused because there was no history or background at all. Uncle and the team have searched various libraries, but it didn't yield any results. Uncle hopes there's no strange incident from the discovery of this artifact." explained uncle Haris.
"Aamiin, uncle." I said.
"But, uncle, have you ever considered that the artifact you found is related to our dreams?"
"What do you mean?" asked uncle Haris with a serious expression.
"No, uncle, what I mean is, is it possible that uncle Haris is chosen to analyze the relationship between dreams and the artifact?" I explained.
"It's possible, uncle also thought about it, but currently, the center doesn't yet believe in the dreams uncle has told them. They think uncle is crazy," said uncle Haris.
"Yeah, that's for sure, uncle, because this is just a dream. But can't uncle investigate directly?" I asked uncle Haris.
"No, all decisions are in the hands of the center. Uncle is only a researcher."
"Oh, I see, uncle."
"By the way, uncle, drink your coffee first, uncle. I want to continue helping uncle Malik in the stall."
"Okay." I quickly went to the chicken noodle stall and served customers.
"Uncle, let me replace you. Uncle Malik can accompany uncle Haris."
"Okay, Awan." While serving customers, suddenly I heard uncle Malik scolding uncle Haris. I immediately followed them.
"Seriously, Haris, how can you possibly believe such a dream? Never mind, don't be absurd," said uncle Malik angrily.
"But Malik, the problem is Awan is the same, he also dreamed about it," explained uncle Haris.
"Impossible."
"So, instead of arguing, it's better if you leave here immediately."
"Hmm, alright," said uncle Haris. When I met uncle Haris.
"Uncle Haris, where are you going?" I asked uncle Haris.
"Uncle Malik, shouldn't uncle Haris stay here? It's already late. Let me take uncle Haris tomorrow."
"Hmm, okay, Haris, you stay here."
At that time, uncle Haris agreed, and he finally agreed to stay here. That night was very quiet. While I was sleeping, I had the same dream as before. If described, the dream was like this: I was in a peaceful village, but suddenly the sky turned night and meteors fell and hit the earth. At that time, a terrible monster emerged from the meteor, and an invasion occurred everywhere. I ran here and there, there was nothing I could do. Massacres everywhere, I saw a child being hugged by his mother, then the mother was eaten by the monster. And finally, I was caught and eaten alive by the monster. That dream, that terrifying and absurd dream, I repeated several times. I don't know what happened. But maybe uncle Haris also experienced the same thing.
To be continued...