COOLDER
QUESTION 1: IS A NEW THING

About two to four Golden Eagle fighter planes flew in the night sky of the City square. The warplanes were chasing and shooting at a flat round foreign object on its periphery with lights surrounding it, it looks like an alien plane— being flying through buildings in the City.

Within seconds, the commotion around me began to appear. Shouts were heard from various directions from where I was standing. I looked in all directions, but strangely no one was visible to my eyes. And for the entire time, the noise and cries for help of everyone were still clearly heard.

The alien planes made a deafening whirring sound until it broke my busyness watching around. I did not realize, one of the foreign objects had been directly above me somehow since when. Floating in the air while emitting a dazzling bright light towards me.

"Hey Med, you gapapa?" Suddenly a familiar voice appeared. I opened my eyes slowly, a voice I knew— called me and told me to get up a second time. My brother, Brother Reza—, stood in front of me holding a flashlight that was flashing lights were very blinding to my eyes.

"Look Brother Rez, the flashlight can die in isn't it?" I said while trying to block the flashlight that was shining directly into my face. "Oh yeah sorry, forgot." Reza reflex took it down and turned it off.

"Gapain came into my room? Bring all the flashlights?" I wiped the hair that hit my eyes.

"Gw was out of the attic, told Mama to find a suitcase to take on Sunday vacation tomorrow" said Reza. "Keep, Gw Denger from the outside there is a loud sound from Dalem here. I'm finally going in for a quick check."

"What was the sound from my room?" I sat— crossed my legs, curious about what Brother Reza heard.

"There is someone who nyetel Genset from the room earlier," he explained, "But strangely, his voice immediately disappeared so just as I opened the door of your room."

Maybe the voice just now from the next-door neighbor who is again 'Duwe Gawe', such as the name of Mama for neighbors or relatives who are having a very important event or activity.

Brother Reza protested, "Where has he ever believed the same what I said Med." Reza put a flashlight on the table, approached and sat in front of me, "Liat ni lo Med dress, you are not well. Sleep can make your clothes so gini?" tegur Reza's.

I looked down at my shirt. I was very surprised to see him who was wet like water splashed. I patted jidat—heran with myself, how can I stay calm and feel nothing since.

I went out of bed, to the wardrobe—took a change of clothes and all of you I went to take a shower, because it was visible from the window the sky was getting dark.

"Med...." I turned to look at Kak Reza who was lying in my bed, "honestly, I was afraid of the incident when you slept earlier. Make me want to happen 3 years ago," said Kak Reza who was sitting with his face began to pale sweat.

"Hiii. I am also very afraid, sis," I sneered.

Seeing Kak Reza's paled face greatly comforted me. "Lo always does, I'm serious Med." Reza's sister grunted even more annoyed. But Reza is still Reza's sister. He then still continued to talk at length about his anxiety again and again.

I stood facing Brother Reza, "Have I? I'm gonna take a shower, brother. It's hard to overdo it, everything's gonna be safe."

"I hope so Med. I hope what I fear doesn't come true." Reza's sister threw herself into trying to calm down against her own bad thoughts, it seemed.

...***...

Monday, December 11, 2016. I've had nightmares that I haven't had in my sleep in years.

The screams and moans of the children sounded clear, but strangely I could not see their figures at all, none of which was visible.

Of all the crying, I heard clearly Miko's voice was also between the sound of the screaming voice and the crying.

"Please. whoever is there," whined Miko from a distance. I put my ears on properly, there's no way that I've heard wrong. This is my brother's voice. His voice was clear and I was sure it was not far from where I was standing.

"Mama pleasein Miko. It's dark Mama, Adek gabisa look." Miko cried sobbing, calling Mama. I can't wait—willing to answer and answer his call, shit my mouth can't speak—like someone silenced him and told me to keep quiet.

Luckily, the legs I have can still be used to find Miko, move around and approach the source of her voice. I should be able to find Miko before—

BUUUMMMM!!

The explosion appeared suddenly, completely unexpected—sound very loud. Followed by the shaking streets, it almost made me lose my balance to stand up.

The rocks sound falling. Dust billowed like a dark black cloud, blocking me from looking around.

But it's too late. What I just did. Do nothing, just run without direction. It wastes time until it finally arrives. I was perfectly sculpted, unwilling to move or unable to move more precisely.

The screams of all perfect people disappeared with the passing of the black smoke. Only the sound of wind gusts and blazing flames remained.

I opened my eyes. It just turned out to be a dream, and it was very real. I went to the bathroom immediately, which I assumed was common. I just need to go take a shower to calm down after running around in the dream.

The 1st floor dining room sounded crowded from the 2nd floor. I went down the stairs, all filled every dining table chair. Dad, Mama, Kak Reza and. My gaze stopped at Miko, she looked back and smiled widely at me—waving my hands.

"Why brother?" miko said after seeing my blank look. "It's okay Miko. Brother just woke up, it's good to daydream," I said. I joined sit down with Dad, Mama, Kak Reza and Miko of course.

"What's the race?" Papa opens the conversation at the dinner table. My head's up. Miko's running the race this week? And why did you just talk about it?

Miko is indeed an active student in her school since long ago. As if something was wrong, I've been left behind by any news so far?.

"Miko, what race is Pa?" All views are now directed at me. "Loh Brother does not know that his grandfather participated in a dance competition at the Heroes Monument?" Well this is really something wrong, I obviously don't know, or I didn't actually hear? But I have never missed a meal with my family, and important conversations are only discussed at times like this.

I nodded and smiled wryly. "So, I'm watching Miko tomorrow, brother." Miko smiled, her face lifted—got towards me. I smiled back, "yes Miko, of course."

"Let's help Miko, so that she's excited and can give her best." Dad held Mama—'s hand towards us with a sweet smile. We simultaneously nodded. "Still everyone," lontar Miko— makes the atmosphere of dinner more crowded.

I went back to my room after dinner. The most exciting activity after dinner is just one, play a game. But free, everyone never invited me. Rather than having to play alone and meet random people, I would rather go to sleep instead.