Playing With Destiny
Chapter 1: The missing link

I ran over to my mother who was stiff. "Mother.mommy.don't joke, this isn't funny. Ah, I must be dreaming?". He came to hold me and we cried together.

Dad's a tough figure I know, crying in front of mom, powerless to let go. In my mind only ringed all my disobedient acts towards mother, and remembered all the kindness of mother that I could not repay in the slightest.

That afternoon was the last day I met my mother. It is a great tragedy in my life that has cost me the person I love, the person no one can replace.

I began to feel that everything was also my fault, but in retrospect this was indeed my fault. Why didn't I realize faster about this power? I should have been able to prevent it from happening.

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It all started when I started getting to know my new hobby, music! A hobby that brings a miracle and catastrophe that changes my life so that I can get to know the world with a new perspective.

I'll tell you how the beginning of this strange talent appeared. Talent hears voice signals that signal bad events that will befall the people around me.

I was always tormented and not used to my weirdness, hearing the voices of moans and bad events that would happen in my head, didn't that feel like a crazy person?

May 1, 2020, on my 15th birthday precisely in the 3rd grade of Junior High which is preparing for the appearance of school separation.

I trained hard for my last performance playing guitar in Junior High. I was practicing after school with my favorite guitar that I had not long before, we were practicing until the afternoon with my two friends. We trained so hard, and my body felt so tired that day.

Even so I was still determined to train for the best performance, my two friends were like that.

Suddenly my head felt very dizzy and my ears were buzzing.

"well..". I reflexively put down my guitar and my hands cover both of my ears to ease the buzz. The ringing is painful in the ears and occurs within a few seconds.

My friends panicked and asked me how I was doing. "The shire? You're not papa?" ask one of my friends.

After a while the strange symptoms disappeared and I told my friend that I was okay. I thought I was exhausted so I ended the training and decided to go home sooner.

Unfortunately my friends were picked up first, and I lived alone in a very quiet school lobby because my father said he would be late.

Suddenly it rained too and the school felt very quiet because there were no people.

Again I heard the hum again "a.ah" this time longer and I started to worry a bit.

After the buzz was over I began to get a little bored waiting, I decided to fill my time by going around school in hopes of expelling my negative thinking.

Before long I saw at the gate a male student in another school uniform standing alone with an umbrella.

"What a weirdo? which uniform is that?". I didn't realize I was mumbling to myself.

I was about to get close, but my father's car suddenly came and entered the school gate.

I immediately got into the car and we walked past the student but I could not see his face covered in a black umbrella.

I daydreamed because I thought about the strange events in the school, to the point that I did not realize that I was called my father.

"Re? The shire?" Dad's call got me out of the daydream.

"A.. what is yah?". My answer.

"Ah. papa kok yah. Oh yeah, yeah? How come my ears were buzzing again and today even a few times why?". I asked dad.

"Hmm, why are you so often? But you're not dizzy?" Ask me to worry.

"No anyway". My answer.

"Maybe you are tired because you are busy practicing. You better take a lot of rest. Tomorrow if it's still buzzing we check into ENT okay?" Father said.

I think it makes sense because lately I have been training very hard for fear of bringing a good name to the class.

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Arriving at home I immediately rested because I was so tired, I did not want to suddenly like I had a headache and a hum in my ear.

This buzz has been happening for exactly 7 days, and it's getting more and more frequent when I'm playing the guitar. I started learning guitar because the homeroom teacher told me to form a team to represent the class in the 9th class breakup.

Since no one in my class wanted to, I as the class leader finally subverted myself to contribute to the once-in-a-lifetime staging.

He advised us to study a free musical instrument, suddenly I took the initiative to learn guitar.

Somehow I was so excited, given my zero ability and no one or my close relatives could play guitar.

I was quite childish and reckless back then for not considering the ability but instead volunteered to become a class representative.

What if I embarrass my class name later, and worse, that farewell should leave a good impression on people.

Well, but without that courage I might not have come this far to get a new hobby that is very fun, although on the other hand the hobby sometimes makes me miserable.

And I decided that after school I was determined to get my father's approval right then and there, after the school bell rang I rushed to see my father and asked his permission to attend the school performance, dad seemed surprised at my frivolity because he knew best about my poor skills.

Well, even though I actually have a pretty good voice but playing a guitar is another story where there must be hard work in achieving it.

Miraculously, after my father had lectured me long enough and even asked me many times over my seriousness, my father finally allowed me to take the stage on condition that I should be serious when training let alone carry the class name.

I was very happy and immediately invited my father to accompany me to buy a guitar in the store.

Dad easily agreed and let me train because he thought it was a positive thing for me, and on the way home we stopped by when we accidentally saw a music store plaque that read "L Guitar" which leads to a small alley.

"Well, that looks like a guitar shop, huh?". I was excited to see the plaque, and Dad spontaneously braked his car, but it was a bit too late.

"Eh, let's go back a minute". After the car retreated slowly the plaque was clearly visible.

"Yes, right? Look at that shop first yuk?" Take me.

"Hmm may we go there". Dad started turning his car around.

"Well, how is this?" I suddenly realized something.

"Ah, hell!!". Said dad upset.