My Moonlight
Rabbit Hole

‘Plak!’

I slapped both my cheeks simultaneously so I could be more conscious.

No need to carry feelings until drawn-out. A superior hated by his subordinates is a natural thing. What else I often also scolded those two people for various reasons. So, it's only natural that they keep sentiments to me.

“Hyuuuh...” my helpline once out of the toilet.

‘Duk.’

Because of the light impact sound, I also looked towards the source of the sound. There, the Goddess and Clarissa who I thought had gone far enough were still there. Their faces could not hide the shock they felt. They must not have known that I was in the toilet cubicle and listening to them.

As if frozen, they did not open their mouths at all. Not even their bodies moved an inch.

I'm not much different than them either. The difference is that they don't know or can't say anything, whereas I'm just lazy. Maybe it's different if we're still in the office. If now anyway, rather than wasting energy I want to immediately relax at home.

Therefore, I decided to just shut up and continue my steps outside. When I was a bit away from them, I heard their voices seeming to panic.

Instead of taking care of it, I just kept going. The business with them can be done tomorrow. Tomorrow we can still meet. If they take a sudden leave because they are afraid they can't.

I am currently in front of the lobby of this seven-storey mall. I opened the online taxi app from my phone to find a ride. I'm deliberately opening up now, because online taxis and taxis in this area are quite considered by customer demand. They will definitely come soon without taking a long time.

Evidently, the taxi I ordered was already in front of me. There haven't been five minutes since I ordered it.

“Mbak Calliope, right?” ask the driver.

“Betul, Sir.” I opened the back door of the car.

“The destination is according to the point yes, Mbak?” the driver made sure.

“Iya, Sir. Please rather quickly, yes.” My love.

“Ready, Mbak.” The answer.

The apartment I live in is now a little far from the office or mall. Therefore, I asked to speed up the car so that I could immediately touch the mattress.

The distance is quite time consuming. It's not that I don't want to move, but the hospital where my mother is often outpatient is right next door to that apartment. So I decided to stay there for a while.

When I was focused on daydreaming, my phone suddenly rang. I took it, then I saw who called me at this hour. Once I know who it is, I pick it up.

“Halo, Calli.” Greet my mother from across the street.

“Iya, Mum.” My solute.

“You're not home yet, son?” tanyakanya.

“Iya, Mom. Sorry Calli forgot to say. There was a farewell event with the office child who today resigned.” I clearly.

“Oh, so. Yes already, if so continue aja gapapa.” He said in a tone that seemed quite pleased.

“Hehe... No, Ma. This is Calli already on the way home.”

“Yeah..” My mother's joy is dying.

“Be careful, on the road.” Continue with indifference and without babibu immediately decided his call.

I can only snort because of it.

This isn't the first time my mother's been like that. If it's not wrong, since his illness a year ago my mother was always suddenly happy because I went with people my age, especially men, then immediately turned disappointed once I knew that my goal was not as expected. Like earlier, surely my mother hoped that one of the people who was with me could be my soul mate later on.

Huh..don't be a match, be a friend even I think impossible. Their response to me was pretty bad.

Twenty minutes later, I reached the apartment gate. I got out of the car immediately.

“Thank you, Sir.” My words were then replied with, “Sama-sama.” by the online taxi driver.

Although only a little, the Merlion statue was already able to arouse my little desire to go to Singapore. Indeed, for 30 years of my age I have flown abroad many times for business, but honestly I have never even gone to Singapore.

“Take time off, yes.” I muttered while watching the statue.

My body may not be tired, but it would be a lie if I said my heart wasn't tired either. After all, I am an ordinary person who can feel hurt. Bad talk about me can always be ignored, but that doesn't mean I don't remember it.

I decided to photograph the fountain statue with my cell phone. I don't know why I wanted to do it. I'll be removed tomorrow, too.

“Gotly turned out.” My speech.

As I walked, I looked at the photo I had just taken. I fixed the saturation to get the brightness I wanted, but unfortunately it was useless.

A few steps I took, until I was standing in the front corner of the statue.reveal my phone camera towards the statue.

“Ok. It's like it's better.” I said.

After that, then I continued my journey into the building while editing the photo I had just taken. As soon as I finished, I put it back in the pocket of the blazer I was using.

However, something that I did not expect to happen at all. Because of my focus on editing photos, I didn't notice my steps properly.

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAKKKK!!” I screamed when I suddenly fell into an open manhole.

It all happened so fast and I kept sliding down until I finally hit the ground.

“Ouch!”

Turns out I'm still alive. Only my butt and ankles hurt a little. But isn't this weird? I fell into the manhole, not into a fall. Isn't it normal that other parts of the body will also be sick or sore?

The strange thing is not only my body, but also my surroundings. It was night time and I should have been in the underground aqueduct, but all around me was so bright. And the grasses I'm treading right now also add to that list of oddities.

I massaged my eyes, because my sense of sight could be wrong. But, many times I still massage

the result.

“Agazes?” I muttered as soon as I realized that I was wearing a high school uniform instead of the work shirt I was wearing.

I may faint, for I seem to be in a dream. And the dream I was seeing was set in High School.

I opened my eyes and fixed my uniform. I also grate the skirt and hands that are exposed to the ground and a little wet.

“You okay?” someone asked.

From his voice, I guessed that he was a boy who had just reached puberty. And I know this voice.

Then I lifted my face. It was then that I realized that I knew him.

“Rather than just asking, help stand up, lah.” ketusku.

The boy named Galih looked a little jolted. When I was young, I never said in such a tone to him. So, he must be surprised. Even though this was just a dream, I honestly felt satisfied.

“Ng... about my love statement earlier, will you answer it?” tanya Galih who turned out to be quite quick to shift her mind.

Huhhhhh...

From my millions of memories with him, why should these memories appear in my dreams? Somehow I have to express this disappointment of mine.

Galih looked so nervous, but confidence was implied from the look in her eyes. It's the same thing as when I was 17. Galih was so convincing when she said that she liked me and wanted to date me. And foolishly at that moment I said yes to him.

But this time, it will be different. In this dream I will do what I should have done at that time.

“Sorry, I can't.” My firmness.

No matter how she reacted, I immediately turned around and ran as hard as I could.