DEAR ARDHAN
ABOUT THE TIME SPACE PORTAL
NewYork, 2040s
The girl was still standing in front of the mirror. Pairing small noble rocky earrings cold hand results of a world-renowned jewelry desaner. Either maybe because the shape is beautiful, or indeed because the owner of the ear is very beautiful. The earrings seemed fitting once adorned both ears.
"Miss. Liem, the rundown is 15 minutes away."
from the direction of the door a crew came approaching. The woman surnamed Liem only nodded while correcting the position of her black blazer. I don't like to wear formal clothes. At a conference like this it would be very rude to have to dress as usual.
He took a rough breath, tried to calm himself down and began to enter the conference room.
And here he is now, nodding respectfully at some 400 invitations from world-renowned institutions, alhi modern physics and chemistry, as well as a number of representatives from several major countries.
Even if he has done this often. Still the sensation of shaking always approached him. Esther closed her eyes, casting a flagship spell she never forgot. Someone in the past taught it.
"Lord, help me, ease my way, let this world fall into my grasp, not my heart."
The thunderous clapping that gave the strange vibrating sensation was muffling. A capable moderator is so clever at controlling the atmosphere. After being granted, Estherl Liem - the beautiful woman - finally began to speak.
"It's an honor to be back standing here with all of you. Last time I was here was a year ago when one of my articles on Cells and Human Brain Capacity managed to herd you all together like today. Well, today I'm not going to talk about that. Moreover, my moderator who is very capable and chatty has been very detailed to explain the contents."
The room was boisterous with laughter.
"Today, like the title on your invitation, I will explain about the great project that my lab colleagues and I have been working on for almost 10 years. The Time Space Portal."
The backs of the audience began to rise, their hands swiftly reaching for the pen and notebook. Ready to listen and take notes, this is the time they have been waiting for three months since the invitation was sent. There should not be a single important word or sentence that is negligently recorded and tucked into memory.
"Even though you can see the future and touch the massalu? Well yeah, maybe most people, including maybe there are all those who think it is impossible, Impossible, not real, not sense, or whatever the term. But is it true that we can't do it? Is it true that we can only live a life that is currently taking place? Can't change the situation and see what happens in the future? What if it turns out it could? What would happen if we did? What impact would we feel if we did that? Is it good or is it bad?"
The participants of the conference looked excited, like children who first saw chocolate and colorful cotton candy. Impressed with smart women who pelt them with a variety of questions at once. His straightforward and clear style of speech made the entire room the focal point of all senses.
"Albert Einstein as we know it was the man who first broke Newton's Absolute Concept of Spacetime, with his theory meaning that Einstein radically overhauled the notion of absolute space and time. Space and time are no longer absolute nor in other words relative. On his consistency, Einstein succeeded in bringing a completely new view of the universe with his special theory of relativity. And this will also be the theory of black holes, wormholes, and seeding spacetime in accordance with the time."
For a moment he stopped. Letting a sense of curiosity hang on the ceiling of the room. The slide show behind it features a summary of the material as well as a point of view of the topic being discussed.
"But this time I won't go over the issue of those theories. I am sure that all the people who are now in front of me already understand this concept. So let me introduce you all right away, Portal Space Time."
While saying that immediately the slide show displayed on a giant screen in the super spacious Auditorium with a capacity of 500 VIP invitations was extinguished, but instead a glowing light similar to a star-studded galaxy filled the room. super advanced hologram effect that has been set in such a way.
People were amazed. Pure human nature that is always greedy and entangled with the sophistication of cutting-edge technology.
And the cry grew firmer as their eyes returned to the speaker. Because right behind it is a giant hologram dome that displays the design of a towering space-time portal.
"For nearly ten years I and my laboratory colleagues have developed so much research, research, and experiment, both physics, chemistry, and mathematical concepts. The good news, thanks to the support of all the investors and related institutions who are already willing to support our ambitious project, is, so I tell you all that the Space Time Portal Project is already 40 percent in the development stage."
They again exclaimed enthusiastically while the screen behind the ester displayed the image of a super-large laboratory with a giant dome. Before returning to speak he gulped down the water provided at the pulpit a few sips. His throat felt sore because he had spoken long enough.
"Imagine, what can we do if we can go back in time? How many wars can be prevented? Conflict, terrorism .. We can all right the wrongs of the past for a better day, right?"
The audience was almost like being commanded to nod their heads in agreement.
"Well, imagine what we could do if we could see the future? How many disasters can be prevented? Natural disater, Pandemic, economic crisis .. At least even if it can not prevent us from being able to prepare, right?"
The audience exclaimed with passion. Esther did not immediately continue the sentence, deliberately allowing the people before her to fly in their own minds and minds.
Esther smiled happily. Lost the nervousness in his heart. He was so capable and straightforward in answering all the questions asked by the audience without any hesitation.
Look, the cold and ugly girl is now turning into a genius physicist whose work is almost all capable of electrifying the world.
His face is always in the sprinkling of simple makeup is always scattered in every world-class magazine such as Forbes and Newyork Times.
The girl turned independent, like what the man always wanted ...
Esther flinched, the shadow suddenly appeared. This is the first time in 21 years, twenty-one years because he was forced to leave by someone he loved so much.
***
After the conference Esther left the location with her car. Not at all concerned with the press crowd from the various countries that had surrounded him. All that business he left to Diana the assistant. Inevitably the girl came forward and answered all the questions.
"How's Conference? Smoothly?"
Grigorie, a friend and her lab staff asked. Tidied away from the pc screen that he was constantly glaring at all day. Esther simply nodded briefly and poured herself over the living room sofa. His thin body looked frail curled up like a fetus.
"Mood Swing are you frantic?"
He asked back. The boss is indeed a typical person who easily changes mood. And that's not strange anymore where they work.
What can make the boss's mind there at the maximum level of concentration is only confining themselves in his personal workspace while working on their projects, while watching the people work, and during conferences like that.
"I'm sorry but I'm tired today. If you want to know, you can watch the replay on television and streaming media."
Esther added as she began to move from the sofa.
"Oh yes, I almost forgot. During that conference a lot of messages went into your phone."
Before the girl walked into Grigorie's study remembered something.
"Where from? If the business of work you just arrange it. I'm following how well you think I'm doing."
The short-haired girl who currently looked messy again stepped towards the study room.
"Ah there's also a message to the private number."
The move stopped. He turned towards his interlocutor.
"Private number?"
Grigorie nodded while connecting Ester's phone with a Portable LED planted on the guest table. Esther sat down and opened the message folder.
His hand shook to see whose name was on his contact. And his breathing stopped to look at the contents of the message.
"GO HOME, his condition is getting worse, the doctor said he won't last until tomorrow morning."
And indeed that sentence perfectly struck the heart like a deadly poison dart. The tough girl fell down, all feeling dark, just like her current thoughts.