COOLDER
6: A NEW PHASE OF ALL

This afternoon did not happen beyond my expectations, just walking like a normal day, eating lunch, watching TV, and chatting casually with Mama and Kak Reza.

"How many months did you spend in Reza's college?" We were having dinner in the dining room. Mama forced cooking for today. Mama denied that she said she had not recovered.

Reza replied, "God willing, if the lecturer says, Reza will be in April Ma." Reza continued eating.

Kak Reza's lectures were always questioned by Father and Mama, because he had been in college for quite a long time but had not finished until now. If you say Reza, he has entered the 14th semester, this year.

Mama asked, "Is the matter of tuition fee safe?" Brother Reza nodded. Mama asked again, and Reza answered. About two questions my mom asked.

Mom suddenly breathed. "Where is Dad now? What else, Dad? We don't want to, do we?" Mom changed the topic without warning.

"Dad must be safe Ma. And it's obvious Dad misses us. Mama now don't worry, Reza will help find Ma's information." Brother Reza reassured the almost desperate Mama.

Mama nodded. "Amed wants to do something for Daddy?"

Uh.... Mama suddenly asked me?

I replied, "Amed can help Ma besides praying?" Mama stand—walk towards me. "Amed always nemenin Mama is enough, baby. You're both Mama's treasured possessions, you're all there is." Mama grabbed me and Reza, kissed our forehead.

Mama sat back down and continued eating, and so did we. The conversation on the table continues.

After a few conversations, my mom finished her meal. We then clean up the dishes and glasses that have been used.

"Mama just take a break, let all this I'm the same Amed who fuss," Brother Reza forced Mama to immediately rest. Mama replied, "Yes Reza, Mama rest first to the room. I'm sorry you can't help you both." Mom smiled and walked back to the room.

Me and Reza immediately cleaned up all her, dishes, glasses, spoons and some bowls. We were in a hurry to get a break in the room, who doesn't like to sleep? Everybody likes it.

After all was done, we both went up to the second floor. Headed to their respective rooms. I'm glad— ran, and immediately threw the body into bed. I grabbed a blanket over my face and slept.

"Hey..."

I immediately sat down to hear the sound of the whisper. I looked towards the door. It turns out there's nobody.

I stand—walk towards the door frame. Looking around, I called Mama and Kak Reza.

But no one answered my call.

Whose voice was that?

I'm back in. I closed the door of the room, so that if someone came it would be easy to know.

"Hello." Just a few steps from the door, the voice came back. But this time his voice sounded louder, not whispering as before.

I went back to the door—opened it, looked around. There was no one in front, right, left of my room. I closed the door again. I try to go straight to sleep. I ran—directly jump on the bed.

I closed my eyes immediately. But the voice whispered again calling me. "Amed, do you hear me?"

I called out softly, "WHO ARE YOU?!"

"Don't be fierce or Med." I was shocked, hearing it made me wake up. I was surprised that the voice was able to respond to me.

"Yes, I'm talking to you again about Med. I can see you. You think aing's a ghost?"

I asked the voice, "Where can you see me?" I opened the blanket, looked around, looking for something that someone might use to spy on me.

"Here, look at the mirror Med."

I looked up, looking at the mirror. "Did you see aing?"

Huh....

My shadow talking to me? And now he's waving his hands at me. I pinched my hand. I hope it's just a nightmare. Come on Amed wake up.

I looked in the mirror again, to make sure I was only dreaming.

Ah drat. He waved his hand again while smiling at me.

"Who are you? Why are you being me?"

"It's you Med. And you're aing." I patted the forehead. From the way he spoke it was different, how could he call himself me.

I shook firmly. "I am not you, O I who am reflected. You who? Don't be me. Be yourself. You're a ghost, right?" I can't accept her if she's really me.

"Where is the way to explain it?" My shadow is now standing in the mirror.

"If it's too hard. Then forget it, I want to sleep now. And I hope in my wake tomorrow, I don't see you, Amin."

"Wait... You just prayed Med?" I didn't heed her question. I pulled out the blanket, I forced my eyes to close so I could go to sleep quickly.

Get some sleep Amed. Forget everything about today and yesterday.

"You want to forget about Aing Med?"

He chuckles at me confused "Yes because it's you." I don't want to ignore him anymore. I need to get to bed fast.

My shadow again said, "Oh, I've been sleeping." Hearing it makes me curious. I peeked out from under the blanket, looking in the mirror. What do my shadows do now?

Everything is safe apparently. I just look at myself, and every movement that my shadow makes is the same as I do. It's not as weird before. Means right, that was just my hallucination because I was sleepy. I immediately closed my face and went to sleep

...***...

"AAAAAHHHHH!"

For the sake of hearing her I panicked— went down to the first floor.

I saw Mama standing with a breath. "What's the matter Ma?"

"KUKYOO." Mom ran out of the kitchen.

I walked towards the small closet next to the TV in the living room. Taking pest spray. Walk back to the kitchen.

I sprayed into any crack in the kitchen. I also don't know exactly where the cockroach is right now. After I sprayed it, about another five or ten minutes of his cockroach should have been turned upside down and died.

I told Mama there were no cockroaches in the kitchen. Mama nodded firmly. "Later.. later the new Mama make sure, now is still too soon. He must still be going around for inhaling the medicine."

All right, whatever Mama says. I'm back up. What time is it now?

Oh, my God, why am I still so sleepy. Though I slept not too late yesterday, but it was like sleeping, right at midnight.

I put myself back on the bed. I slept on my back, staring at the clock.

DEBUUM!!

Eh... Just now what was my god? What else is going on in my town. I sighed in annoyance—down the stairs. I immediately turned on the TV in the living room, looking for a newscast.

"AMEEED! What was it just now?"

I looked straight at Mama. Mama chuckles at thinking I'm still in the room—sorry for yelling this early in the morning. Mama walked, sitting next to me watching me who was still pressing the— button, changing the TV broadcast.

"Stop Med."

"Eh..Why did you tell me to stop Ma?" I looked in wonder.

"Who told Amed to stop? You keep looking, baby. My mom has seen TV." I scratched my head. Then who was talking just now? Is he again....

"Yes Amed. It's aing, Dema."

"Ah.... You imitate me huh? You use my name for your name. That's so obvious. You just turned it around, you're obviously not great at finding names, Dema."

"Who is he talking to?" I was surprised to hear Mama. "Mom can you hear Amed talking?"

"You've been talking about it through Med's mouth" Dema explained.

"Eh sorry Ma. Amed must learn again how to speak inwardly." I scratched my head.

"Amed.kan Mama never taught to not be able to swear to others, let alone the same family members themselves. Amed now—"

I cut Mama's reprimand to explain my reasons. "Eh. I mean Amed is not cursing Ma, only Amed was talking." I complain slowly, now I make it even more messy.

"Med here tukeran sama aing. Gaperlu worried, Mama won't misunderstand me anymore."

The tuker? What wok? In a crucial moment, Dema told me to do something.

"Warrant your eyes Med. Shadow, you're sleeping." I followed Dema's orders, I did not comment directly closing my eyes.

Can I open my eyes?

Before Dema told me I had perfectly opened my eyes. Oh, my God, I'm back in the room. How could?

Just a few seconds later, and then things were calmer.

I looked straight at the mirror. I asked him, "What theme did you do just now?"

Dema clapped her hands, like she was done with a heavy task. "Aing only controls situations that you can't control Med."

I get it now. It's definitely the same as the one in my favorite superhero movie. He is a superhero with a dual personality.

Is that so, Dema.... Egoku alter?

Dema nodded, she could read what I was thinking. The story explains a little about him. About her existence that was intended to complement my flaws.

"So Med, that's you. Now understand? We complement each other okay?"

"As long as you don't harm and bring profit to me, why not?" I chuckled, doing a fist tos towards the mirror.