After Two Decades
Back to Destination

It really doesn't make any sense. I set the destination date on the day of Jan's birth, which was a few months before my birth. However, my mother just now did not look at all pregnant. And how could his relationship with my father end? Is it that easy? Sure didn't. And the word "forget the wedding!" what my mother said earlier, of course, tells us that it means they are not married. Not married? But how is it possible? There's something strange about this, again.

I thought for a long time. Look at the atmosphere around in time stopped. Jan was confused too. Until I finally realized something. That I've made a mistake. A simple mistake that answers all these oddities.

"Geez!" I patted my forehead after staring at the lighted control screen before my eyes. Nodding itself.

"Why?" ask Jan.

"It turns out I'm setting the time wrong!" my answer.

"Huh? How's that supposed?"

"So, before we left, I entered the year wrong. I was too quick and focused. We got to the wrong year. This is not the year of our birth, but the year before."

"Geez, Ren, really? That means we're 31 years back, right?" greet Jan with a half-in disbelief. "At least that's enough to explain why your mom and dad aren't married."

"Yes, that must be so. However, do you think that just now did not look strange? My mom and dad's relationship is over, impossible, isn't it?"

"I think you should go back in time and see what happens next" Jan said.

"Of course!" I opened the control panel. Push button. Tics. Then time continues.

My father who was just now is moving. My mother also walked away on the side of the highway. The atmosphere around back.

Jan and I were watching at our place. Watching how my father stood blankly staring at my mother's back further away. Over time, the face looks sad. After a long sigh that might mean letting go, my father turned back. He entered the house with disappointed steps.

I scratch my head. This piece of story is so unique that it makes me curious about its continuation.

And what happened next was really unexpected. Just a few steps into my dad's house, my mom's back. Therehewas. From then on I just focused on watching my father, until I did not realize that my mother who had gone away now turned around and came back. Yeah, really come back. The woman who gave birth to me was standing at the door and calling my father in an unusual-sounding tone.

My dad's coming out soon. Welcomed with a friendly smile, as if he already knew it would happen. There is no cynicism or rejection. As soon as he passed the door, my mother hugged him. Close-fitting. Hugged with regret.

"I'm sorry, Tan!" said it. "I never intended to end our relationship, I."

"I understand, Liani," answered my father meekly, still in that embrace. "I understand how you feel, so I'm sorry for my recent busy life."

"I'm sorry too, Tan. I'm suing you too much. I love you, really. I don't want to lose you."

"Thank you for that, Liani. I know just apologizing might not be enough" my father said.

"You mean?" My mom let go of her hug. Looks glass adorn both eyeballs.

"I don't promise to always be there" replied my father. "But I will try to spend time with you. To this day, I actually still have business with my work. And I've made up my mind for you, and now I'm going to postpone it and we're going to go together."

"Really?"

"Tan!" My mother immediately clutched the man she loved again. "Are you not angry or upset by my actions and words?"

"Hmm, the upset is there, but I don't want to show it. I know my heart doesn't accept it, but I have to respect your decision. For I believe that the best way of all things is to be sincere and patient. I'm afraid of losing you, but if fate had to, I can't protest. So, I'm resigned to all provisions. And here's the rule, you come back. And we're going back to our goal, which is marriage."

"You are a wise man, Tan!" praise mother. "I hope our son will be as wise and as smart as you are."

Tics. I stopped time again. My father and mother stopped moving in a loving embrace position. With each smile on his face.

I took a long breath. A truly beautiful sight. If my miss is an arid desert, then this scene is a prolonged downpour. I miss my father, my mother, and this kind of atmosphere. How mixed my heart is. Between haru, sad, longing, happy, and a taste that I cannot describe. About how I finally got to see my mom, and her pretty face, and her sweet smile. It's exactly what I've been asking for all these years. After 30 years of living in the world, I finally got this chance. That face, that voice, I finally saw and heard it. My mother, the sweet woman who sacrificed her life for me.

Now I look at his face full of haru. The perfect masterpiece of God. Beautiful face. Adorable raut. And, her sweet smile. That smile, that smile I really want to keep looking at. That smile .. wait, why do I feel like I've seen it? A smile that reconciles, but who? So what is this feeling? That smile was like I had seen it clearly. Wh who? Who am I trying to remember. A smile that reconciles. I try so hard to remember. A smile. Sweet. Reconcile. Until a name appeared in my brain.

Hadni. Ah, that's right, Hadni. That's the answer. That girl's. The girl I was full of questions about. And here's the answer all along why I always feel at peace staring at Hadni's smile. Why am I always happy to enjoy her sweet smile. Why is that smile really alluring and always reminds me of someone. It was all because, Hadni's smile and my mother's smile were similar. Absolutely identical, and equally sweet. Unmistakably, Hadni was really similar to my mother. That was the answer to my long question about something strange about her. That secretary girl has a face similar to my mother's. They are not twins or exactly the same, but on the face of the two there are many similarities, especially the sweet smile. It really gives a peaceful and shady sensation. That girl, and my mother, today I revealed one more miracle.

I took another breath. Then Jan patted my back.

"I know you miss this sight, buddy!" said it. "I hope you really iklash with reality."

"Calm down, Jan" I replied. "I understand. I didn't expect anything else, today I've been more than grateful for what I got. I was really happy and moved, with this view. However, I fully understand and will remain aware of the fact that all of this is nothing but pseudo. My mom and dad are gone, I know that. At least this longing has paid off. And I really iklash."

"That's how God gives you justice, mate," Jan said. "Through accident, lead us to this sight."

"Well, I think this is more than enough" I replied. "I'm grateful for what I got. Now let's continue our real business. We're back to our destination."

"That's right, too" said Jan. "I hope I'll be as careful as you are in the face of reality."

"You're even stronger, Jan!" chirping.

Jan smiled knot. After that, we passed. Leaving my father and mother still in a cuddling position. While we were going to another corner of this city. The building should have been our initial goal. Namely, the hospital. Jan's birth hospital.

We got there not so long. However, of course we will not find what we are looking for, because we came too soon one year. Then we have to make another time jump, one more year. This time I can no longer err on the date, month, and year of Jan's birth.

In front of the hospital gate, we prepared. I opened the screen. Selecting a column to make a time jump. Set time. Then start.

Tics. One time I press the button, then reality scatters. The scenery turned high. Bright light dominates. The wind whispered. Random whirring and sounds complete. Here are flashes of light and other sensations. It all lasted a few seconds, until we arrived.

Still standing in front of the same building. The identical view. Without much change other than growing tall plants. Forward one year, the building in front of us did not change much. It's just that the wall paint is brighter.

"Alright, come!" Jan stepped up. No, not stepping, he was running. Run through the gate and down the hospital corridor.

I rushed to catch him too. I didn't know which room he was placed in, so I just tailed him in the back. We ran past people who passed like they were chasing. While running, I opened the control screen in hand. Clicking the time acceleration button. Adjusting our timing to be right at the time of the fire.

So no wonder Jan stopped and we arrived at the door of the room where the newborn baby, all around us, was already flaming with fire. Panic and hysterical cries began to be heard filling the entire room and corridor. The crackling of wood that the fire ate combined with the shrieks of the elders roar. Add also the cries of dozens of babies who gathered into one— - one of the babies must be Jan—. Then in an instant the atmosphere incarnated full of panic and chaos.