Mr. Secretary: Destiny Bound
CHAPTER 2 – STORY
Indra gasped for breath. His clothes were soaked in sweat. He's beighfar. Glancing at the table clock on the nightstand, 02.45.
Put his feet on the floor of his room and sit quietly while holding his head. Just dreaming. But this dream has been repeated three times with tonight. And it always feels real.
Hurry to the bathroom to pee. Then take ablution.
Throw the sweat-soaked shirt he was wearing into the dirty laundry basket and walk to his closet to pick up a cocoa shirt.
He turned on the wall lights before turning off the sleeping lights on the nightstand.
Tahajud prayer some rakaat and then closed with the prayer witir. The senses are stuck on the alphabet. The voices of the two boys in his dream became ringing in his head.
“Astaghfirullahal.” Indra began to dhikr and berdo’a.
He took his gawai, sent a text message to Agung.
Indra_I got a nightmare again_ (Gue can have nightmares again)
Not how long Agung replied to his chat.
Great_Still the same dream?_
Indra_Yep's chat. The difference is that it takes longer to dream. The cut is more complete_
Agung_How was the end of his dream?_
Indra_I think I fainted, hit by the ceiling_
Great_Apes really dream Lu_
Indra_But don't know faint or die. It just looks dark and quiet_
Agung_Plis do not need horror if the story_
Agung_Lu told Brother Bram?_
Indra_Yet. It's hard now to talk to Bram. He's going to go back to Adek Lo. Honeymoon in New Zealand. Smile often to themselves. He was talking seriously as well as his innate daydreaming while smiling continuously blushing. Gedeg I see it_
Agung_(emot ngakak) New bride, the world seems to belong together, the other ngontrak_
Indra folds up. Get down to the pantry to get a drink. After sweating a lot he felt thirsty, very thirsty.
“Wah, the Papi child's tumben has gone down,” Papi is on the middle pantry table taking warm water from the dispenser.
“Hmm..” Indra take mug. Stand next to her Papi to take cold water from the dispenser.
“Pi,” Indra said after sitting down and drinking the water, “Have not the same dream many times?”
“Mmmm...” Papi tries to remember, then shakes, “What dream?”
“Indra is in danger. But there was a voice of 2 little children who seemed like sister brother reminded Indra of the danger in that place.”
“Good dong reminded so that it escapes from distress.”
“But the kids called Papa on Indra.”
“Your future children? Papi's grandson?”
Indra shrugged his shoulders, “It seems not the future deh but the present.”
“WHATT??! How do you have 2 kids??” Papi stared at Indra sharply, “Don't, these last few years you have been in a forbidden relationship until it produced 2 boys.”
“Astaghfirullah Papi..Nyebut, Pi..nebut..” Indra pecked at his Papi, “Dangerous Papi accusations to his only child? What's a cool guy Indra??”
They walked hand in hand after the mosque, this dawn. Still talking about dreams. The sky began to change color.
“Unusual dreams right?”
“Try Mami. Maybe there is a family Mami who has experienced something like this.”
“Means this Papi is genetic?”
“Maybe. Who’s know?_Maybe. Who knows?”
“No need to go to a psychologist or psychiatrist?”
Papi stops walking and faces Indra, “His dream does not interfere with your daily life, right? Can still be normal activities, right?”
Indra nodded.
“So, do not exaggerate_So, do not overdo it_”
Mom was pouring tea when they came in and said hello.
“Wa’alaikum greetings. So sweet, you guys. Make jealous,”.
“Ya. Tomorrow we pray three prayers in the mosque. Together so that no one is jealous again,” Papi peek Mami.
“Sih, don't need in front of Indra kali.”
“Apaan?” ask Mami.
“Sun-sunan kayak.”
“Halaaah.” Papi sneers, “Means hunt followed Bram.”
“Excellent interface yes talk.” Indra reply sneered.
Indra sipped his tea slowly.
“Mi, in the Mami family there are not those who dream the same thing and repeat?”
“Means?”
“His dream was-that was it and many times.”
Mami frowned while tilting her head, trying to remember.
“Your great grandfather ever. Mami remembers very well because it was discussed during the time of Mami school, history lessons. 1947."
Mami continued again, "Your great-grandfather had many times the same dream, many people were shot to death. In the field, in the streets. Bodies are everywhere. Not just adults, but children. Male and female,” Mami sits in the front seat of Indra.
“Serem highly, Mi.”
Mami nodded, “In a dream, someone whispered to Grandpa, “Don't go through the streets. Don't be seen on the streets. Danger. Hide.”
Indra's hankers are bristling.
“Terus?”
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Readers have anyone experienced it too?
The same dream over and over again.