The Eternal Fragments of Moonlight
Chapter 19: Weighing Anchor (Part II)

"Ana kidung akadang... Among tuwuh ing kuwasanira... Saciptane..."

Bu Mustika's mouth began to recite a kind of canticle that I actually knew enough. When I was a kid, you taught me this song. Every evening I was told to read this song after coming home to play.

Kidung Dendang Gula, a canticle created by Sunan Kalijaga to protect themselves from the interference of supernatural beings. Contains a reminder spell against Sadulur Papat's protection. What is Sadulur Papat and further explanation of this song I don't think I need to explain further. Yeah, for what? It's not important either. The point is that this song is useful for exorcising demons and it seems that currently Bu Mustika thinks of me as one of them.

After Miss Mustika finished reciting the songstress, I saw the rays of their faces both calm down. Without orders, Ronny apologized to me again, but soon Miss Mustika stopped him and told him to keep his distance.

I really don't know what's going on. Did I just change my form in such a way that it became so terrible in their sight? I didn't even know I was doing anything.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?"

Ronny and Miss Mustika looked at each other. But no one answered my question. They were both busy looking in all directions. Except one, towards me.

"O, okay, sorry." My next. "If you'd seen my form suddenly change, then like a monster? Keep you guys scared like this... I swear Ron, I have no intention at all for you. I really don't do anything."

Silent. We were silent for a long time too. Very long until finally the bell sign of the end of the break sounded.

Mustika orders Ronny to return to class. But Ronny looks reluctant. But after I gestured for him to go get me, he returned to the classroom. Ronny was a mangosteen and started to follow me.

"Ronny's back in class!" Miss Mustika spoke out loud. "You, stay here!"

Ronny stared at me pause, as if asking for approval. Then after I gave a nod, he finally left while looking at me once again before going down the stairs.

The tense atmosphere instantly came. At this moment, Miss Mustika is looking at me with creepy eyes behind her stylish glasses. While I was still confused as to which direction I should drop my gaze.

How not, every time I see Miss Mustika my eyes are always on it. The twin mountain pair, they looked very happy. After being taken to walk here and there all day, finally they can rest comfortably on the support of the hand of Miss Mustika who was cross-legged. Hmm, they must be exhausted, right? This kind of short break, I think it's really necessary for them to do it once or two.

"What is it you are?" His voice broke the daydream.

"Da-da, from earlier on Mother kept on looking at me! I should be the one, Mommy's looking at what?"

"Hgm." He also turned his face. "You want to know, why does Mom keep looking at you?"

"Mh... Huh yeah?"

Mrs Mustika walked into the Physics Lab and placed her dead cell phone on a long desk of teachers in front of the room.

"Actually this is how it is, Aji. That same mother Ronny wasn't afraid to squirm at you, but rather toward. pity."

"Pity?"

"Yes. Poor thing."

Then he went back to the door and before he moved to close it, he said.

"The reason was because it was..." He returned to throw his face away. "Aji, that was you crying blood."

I'm stunned too. So, that's when they saw me crying? Blood?! Oh... To be honest, I felt really sad when Ronny easily said that he trusted Alan. After all my stories to him so far, how could that stupid boy without the slightest sensitivity say, that it doesn't matter if Alan knows everything. There I felt like Ronny betrayed me.

"Come in." I saw Miss Mustika moving her head. "There's a lot I want to ask you."

I just complied and floated into the Physics Lab. I don't know if I'm still bleeding from my eyes or not. But my feelings still feel so heavy. Ah, sadness. How much time has passed since I felt this for the first time. I even forgot what the difference was grieving and not. Much the same. Because all I can feel now is just that one kind of feeling. Grizzled.

"Oh yeah, before you go in, there's something I want to ask you first." He said as I passed by.

"What?"

"What did you call Mom?"

"Huh?"

"That's when Alan came. What do you call Mom?"

"Oh." I was also stunned and immediately turned my eyes around randomly. "I, Oppai's mother? That one means?"

"Yes. What does that mean? Why do you call me that? Don't tell me it's a child's term today to insult others."

"Haha, no ma'am, it's just, '" I grimaced. "It's just... Ronny! Yeah Ronny! Just ask Ronny! I was also told that term from him kok, ahaha!"

"Well, didn't you, you insulted Mom? Dare to be rude huh you?!"

I was ready if Miss Mustika would scold me all out. Yes, even though Miss Mustika is still a young person, still my words to her were disrespectful. He is my teacher, however.

After waiting for some time, but Miss Mustika never nagged. Finally I peeked at him with the tail of my vision, and it turned out that what I found was not the wrathful face he showed. Except...

"Well now, you look a lot better." He said as he smiled a warm, mature smile.

That's when I understood. That actually Bu Mustika already know the meaning of the word Oppai before. He asked me just to make me feel better. Queen Mustika is the best! Not sorry I used to be incorporated into the Fans Club of his devotees.

The lesson sign bell reads. There were footsteps of students clashing in the hallway outside the Physics Lab where Mom and I are now. The 3rd floor of the school building is mostly used for the secretariat of various types of school exkul. So after school is a time when this area becomes busy.

In front of me, Miss Mustika is still massaging her forehead. I just finished telling him about everything. Just as I told Ronny. No less no more.

In addition, I have also told you about what has happened in the current timeline. From the events of Mira's birthday to her current condition. Where Laras and Alan seem to be hunting Ronny for interrogation.

When I told him a story, I saw him take off his glasses several times and wipe the corner of his eye. It seems that he was really carried away by my story.

"Aji, after hearing your story, I feel really sorry for you, son. It's worth it that you cried blood earlier."

"Yes about that, honestly Mom, I really don't know if that was me crying. Especially until the blood comes out. Honestly, I was horrified too. How can I cry blood."

Miss Mustika started looking at me softly. I finally decided to change the mood.

"Oh yes, Miss Oppai! Don't call me son, dong! We are too far apart."

"Hey, I never said you could call Mom like that, yeah! Don't be so rude!" Ketus. "Partially you're still a snot kid, you're 18, like Ronny. So you have to..."

"Wrong." Cut me. "Mother right, this is my seventh time travel. I am four years older than I should be. My age means 22. You could say I'm an adult!"

Mustika frowned and put her hand under her chin.

"Where? Feeling younger now?"

He's clucking. "Hmph, could you."

Then he pulled his phone from the charger. Since then the phone has not been able to be turned on.

"Anyway, of all your stories, I'm actually the most curious cause you can get your current form. Meta-physics has not been able to explain fully about spirit or soul matter. Until now there was only the closest quantum theory to explain your condition, Aji."

He tried again to turn on his phone, but still could not.

"Mommy speculates, your current condition is like a brainwave frequency that carries quantum fragments of memory from your past memories. Brought here because of Laras who keeps repeating the time flow. But because you also have intelligence and will. So I thought that you really were a spirit that was detached from its body."

I'm tickling. "Okay, maybe later after I tell you everything Mom can understand. Yes as I said, mengingan me follow-up story fitting Ronny as well. Let's all."

"Then let's go find Ronny now." Say it while moving.

We both left the Physics Lab and went down the stairs to go to my class on the 2nd floor. During the trip every student greeted and kissed Bu Mustika's hand enthusiastically. As I said, he is the second most favorite Idol in our school.

When we arrived in front of the class, we saw students who were crowded there. Peek into the classroom from the window as well as the entrance. Mustika and I immediately accelerated because they were curious about what was going on.

"Excuse me kids, I'm going through." Said Bu Mustika disperse the crowd that was at the entrance of the classroom.

I went straight through the wall and when I got inside I was presented with a gripping view that is now happening in the classroom.

"Can't! Ronny has to come with me now!" While shaking his waist, Laras breaks through Ronny's desk which is still occupied by the owner.

"No." Answer Alan who is standing on the other side of Ronny's desk. "I told you, I'm the same Ronny has an appointment after school."

"Bodo!" Barrel pulled Ronny to get up from his seat. At this time Laras had even brought Ronny's bag on the other side of the ladder.

"Brace." Alan said, holding Ronny's hand. "You can't do it."

I saw Ronny's face was like a salt fish that was dried all day. Stuttering he tried to escape from his two friends who were fierce. But of course it can't. The boy really looks smug. Drawn here and there by two people who were much shorter than him.

"OK stop!" Finally, Miss Mustika exclaimed. "What's this?"

Everyone is silent too.

As long as his partner became a time traveler, I always looked at Laras as someone with a level head. He can always control the situation when things turn precarious like this. But this time he looks different. His face could not hide how cornered he was. Even his hand continued to hold Ronny's hand very tight. No matter what Miss Mustika is currently in front of her. As for Alan, he had already retreated and bowed to Bu Mustika.

"Nobody wants to talk?" Ask Miss Mustika. Then he turned a little towards me.

I don't understand what he means to look at me. But I answer with a nod.

"All right, you three! Come to the teacher's room now!"

After a moment of silence they finally complied. Then walking after Bu Mustika split the crowd of students at the entrance of the classroom. Laras's hand continued to firmly grasp Ronny's. It was as if his life depended there.

With a fishy face, Ronny looked at me for help. But I just laughed at her poor self.