My Power Of Math Fantasies
PROLOGUES

Chapter 1

Mathematics is a lesson that many people do not like. This one lesson is a lesson that really hones logic, it takes understanding to get answers between yes or no, wrong or right. Not to mention if the person teaching this lesson is not creative, and emphasizes too much, how can it be understood.

Can mathematics be done? No, it was very impossible to get a definitive answer in the future. Yes, however, I need to learn to understand, follow the flow casually, everything will feel good, hehehe. The important thing is, I think the important thing is not to be affected by the math haters. Because if affected, sure not sure, we can just go with the big haters of mathematics. Don't give up easily.

Yeah, well, my imagination right now. I'm one of those people who doesn't really like math. But in the outline, I feel that my dislike is not because I do not want to understand it, nor because my fierce math teacher. It's just that I feel darker. My brain is totally clank.

Yeah, well, look at the numbers I'm fucking heavy. Not yet entered into the other symbols, I had thrown a waterfall first from my mouth, where my hair so raspadut because of the kugaruk-garuk. And most absurdly, I felt nauseous.

Symptoms such as vehicle hangover. I don't know, I think I have my own disorder. I even forgot since when I felt this way, because strangely my grades remained above average until I was on the bench smp. I also graduated from Smp. The rest of the SMA registration.

In this High School I want everything to go peacefully. Reading novels, manga, webtoon, watching movies, anime, drakor. It felt so peaceful to imagine it.

“Shi, wake shi!.”

My body feels shaken. Ah, happened again yes.

“Say wants to learn maths to pass her SMA registration.”

I tried hard to get back up, sit down. My body feels tired. My mother who is also my teacher in Junior High is now helping me to study mathematics. I actually already know how I am with math. To the extent that mother herself breathed so heavily.

“Shi, everyone has their own abilities, do not be too forced if you really do not like it.” My mother's face looked worried.

“I don't hate it mom, nor do I dislike it. It's just, I feel completely clueless. I suddenly slept plonk just like that.” I took a very heavy breath and then exhaled it.

“As for me, mom,” I said after returning to see a math book that read ‘Mathematics class 1 SD, Let's Count’ do not forget also with the figure and symbol.

I really held back the drowsiness of seeing the book, dizzy, my breathing was hard to handle.

My mother laughed a little at this child who then returned to his stomach on the table.

“Ya already, because Dayshi nyerah, mother also bkal nyerah. But, if anyone comes here later, you should listen to what he says Shi. Okay,” said my mother who emphasized the word ‘oke’ in the end— to be heard carefully—while holding my shoulder.

I laughed a little at my mother's words. A sentence I rarely hear. There will be unique people who meet me, people who ask about my situation, people who try hard to teach me, and people who keep trying to motivate me. It was like being a student and a patient.

“OK ma'am, okay. If it was later mathematics I would sleep,” said I slowly began to lose consciousness with eyes that had been closed.

Really heavy drowsiness.

A little faintly visible mother shook her head while smiling anxiously watching me. Mother finally left my room and I was unconscious, sound asleep.

....

My head still feels dizzy, I rub my eyes—still blurry to see clearly. From his silhouette it seemed like the person before me was a middle-aged person, I felt uncomfortable with his presence.

My vision is clear. Ah, he's the weirdest person I've ever seen. He's all black. Clothes robed to cover the head, large body and bongsor— seems like my height is only limited to his chest, also visible from him are just eyeballs and teeth that look— due to his cloak that covers all parts of his body. I am not looking at the physical, just that the aura emanating from it is very suspicious.

“A-anu.... "

What's the matter? Why is there a weirdo in my room. I could have been shocked twice.

Be-beliau... He is this, what the fuck with his gaze and expression. Her cynical smile featured a row of white teeth that seemed ready to eat me as a nose. Sir no sir, I'm a kid.

I gulped as the father picked up the glass of water that was suddenly on my front desk. He looked at me for a moment and his mouth began to mutter, not knowing what he was saying.

O my Lord, forgive the sins of my servants and please give me strength to be patient. Protect me from random people. I was confused to see his behavior, God.

“Eh, uh. Sir, what do you want?”

Jesus, mom. Why now mother even bring shaman anyway. It is still good if a private teacher, motivator, or psychologist. Here, what do shamans want to try. Where there I bullied the subtle creatures.

He then offered me a glass of water which he had read.

I ventured to look at the person then forcefully smiled—intending to smile for a thank you sign. I watched the water in the glass for quite a long time—-posing, for what happened in the future.

He did not speak a word at all. Face does not look—because cloak hood—wink me deeply, it seems I can not refuse the water.

Once again I take a strong breath, then exhale it is no less powerful.

Why the hell should a person like this be the one you call. I've run out of sense to find someone who can teach me how to learn math. The truth is, I've been doing what the hell to the point that mom's been worrying about me lately. Ah, shit, I think I should drink that water. Anyway, I promised my mom I'd listen to the guy who'd meet me.

After I drank the water, the freak immediately rushed out of my room without saying anything. I watched him with great astonishment. You crazy man. I rough it at him in my heart.

I looked back at the math book that was in front of me. Hope there will be a change that happens after drinking water from the strange man earlier.

Nothing has changed. After I opened the page sheet of this math book, I then returned dizzy and felt nauseous.

There is a very deep pressure. I cried out forcibly but slowly to release my irritated feelings. Swiping my face with both hands and slamming my body against the bed right next to the desk where I was studying.

“Yes erahhhh, what siiihh. Byeah, mending sleep aja.”.

There was no hope and I gave up on everything. If I don't have the skills in this field, why should I try to do it. There are many other things I can learn, there are many other things I can develop, why should I press myself. Bodo ah's.

....

Again and again I didn't realize I was asleep. This time in my sleep it feels different than usual. If what I usually follow my dream flow, now I feel really have consciousness in this dream. The feeling of lightness and as if falling in a high place that usually wakes me up, now even feels just flowing. I felt as if I was flying and plunging through clouds that felt like cotton.

I ventured to open my eyes. It is also quite difficult to open it. This wind felt so real, the noise of the air hitting my hearing was also so real. My chest is tight, it's hard to breathe.

"Uuuuuaaaaaakkkhhh.. TIIIIILDAAAAAAKKKK."

Crazy, I was so shocked when my sight had returned. What I felt and what I expected turned out to be right on target, but I didn't want my guess to be right.

I was falling from the sky through layers of clouds. Moreover, when I passed through the lands that also floated like clouds.

What kind of world am I dreaming of. It feels so real.

"Realaaaa...... Aaaaaaakh"

20 Minutes later ....

“Aaaaaaakhhhh, when do I stop falling?”