Paradoxon: Fix In Posterum
The fix 66
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"A-argh…"
Slowly Nero opened his eyes. The first thing he saw was the spacious room ceiling with luxurious gold carvings. On the ceiling of the room, he could see an antique chandelier that looked worth hundreds of millions.
"Where am I?" Mumbled slowly. Nero blinked, trying to clarify his vision. And as soon as he could see clearly, he felt that the place was as if it were familiar to him in his memory.
Nero spread his gaze around. And true, that place was no stranger to him.
"This room.." Nero woke up spontaneously. Now his position sits right on a large soft bed that is being sat by him. Once again he circulated his gaze trying to make sure for the fifth time.
"Isn't this my room?" Mumbled. Nero glanced towards the picture frame hanging on the wall. Inside there is a picture of him taking pictures with his extended family. There he was, grandma, grandpa, mom, dad, and his sister.
"Yes, right. This is my room in Grandma's house."
"But.. does that mean I'm in Norway?"
"How come? I clearly remember that I have Indonesia. I was at school and Mr. Cato asked me to put the books in the warehouse. After that I met a man dressed in all white who I accidentally hit, then he gave me a bottle of drink" Nero muttered. His brain began to search in his footsteps before suddenly waking up in his room at the home of his grandmother in Norway.
"What's really going on?"
"Why am I suddenly here?"
"Is all this just a dream? Or…"
"…Just the opposite?"
Nero was silent for a moment trying to digest every incident he experienced.
THE CZECH!
The door of his room was suddenly opened from the outside, making his dazed self struggle with his mind instantly turning to stare at the direction of the voice he heard.
His eyes were staring at the entrance. And slowly the door opened until a beautiful woman came in carrying a tray of food that smelled so sweet and pierced into her nose.
The woman stepped in, closed the door of her room tightly and then approached herself there.
DEG!
Nero gasped in shock at the figure of the woman he saw. His heart immediately rumbled and with it his eyes began to turn red, tears began to appear teary in both beads of his eyes.
The woman sat on the edge of her bed. Put the tray in his hand on a small nightstand that is located right near his bed there.
"Du har reist deg?" The woman said with a happy smile to look at her. His eyes stared fixedly at Nero in front of him.
(Du har reist deg/You're up?— in Norsk ‘Norwegian’)
Nero was silent without answering there. His eyes were still fixedly staring at the figure of the woman before him. The woman he truly missed for years, the figure of the woman who had made him lose grip on life to the point of venting all his sadness by studying and continue to concern himself with his heavy life in the dorm.
"Har du sovet godt?" Once again the woman asked, looking at him with a smile engraved on her face. The smile she truly missed.
"T-can't be. It can't be all this for real! Because Nat. she's been dead since I was ten. I'm sure this must be a dream! But even so, I am happy to see it even if only in a dream. I really miss you Nat.." Nero sat up, his eyes constantly staring at the figure of the woman before him. His eyes were increasingly teary and he was still trying to stem his tears from falling.
The woman turned to look at the food she was carrying. Grab a plate up there and then put it in your lap.
"I've made breakfast for you" he said in Norsk.
"N-nat.." she shrieked in a quivering voice. Unknowingly her tears escaped just so wet her two smooth cheeks. He can't hold back his tears anymore.
Seeing the man suddenly cry made him surprised and spontaneously put the plate back where it was.
"Gosh, why are you crying?" The woman held out both her hands. Wiping the tears that wet his cheeks.
Nero was silent for a moment. The woman's touch really felt real when in direct contact with her skin. He could feel its warmth.
"These touches..really feel real," her inner self. Nero clasped the woman's hand, clutching her tightly as if gesturing her to never leave herself again. Nero looked at her fixedly, diving deeper into the two beautiful eye beads belonging to the woman.
The one in his eyes looked at him with a confused face.
"What's wrong? Did you have a bad dream?" Confused ask.
"D-he just talked to me? I-that means... Is this really real?" Think Nero.
"Sheels!" His loud speech that spontaneously pulled the woman's body into his embrace. He held the woman tightly in his arms to the point that she could not breathe.
"A-I miss you.." Nero muttered softly, right in the woman's ear. Her tears grew even more when she actually felt the woman's touch that really felt real.
"Hiks…"
"J-don't ever leave me again. I-I'm scared.." Nero tightened his arms. The woman was silent for a moment, she was still trying to digest what the man who was her younger brother said.
"God. You must have had a bad dream! It's been. Calm down, I won't leave you," the woman—Nata. Trying to calm down the crying Nero in his arms. He hugged Nero's body back, rubbing the man's back full of tenderness.
"You don't have to be afraid anymore. Because I'll never leave you. I'll always be by your side" he murmured softly right in Nero's ear.
Nero broke his embrace, then held onto both of the woman's shoulders and looked at her fixedly.
"You're really Nata, right? Nata Zoilus. My sister?" Nero. Nero has been speaking in Norsk since.
"Haha, jeez. Your question is ridiculous. Of course it's me, your brother! What do you think I am?" Nata chuckles at the strange question from his only sister.
Nero switch. He held Nata's face there and pinched it slowly.
"Akhs! It hurts!" The ringisnya when Nero tightened his pinch.
"Is-this really real?" Nero. He was increasingly confused by the situation he was facing.
"If it's real. What was it all this time that I've been through?" Its inner.
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