The Five Days Or Die
Chapter 5's

PoV: Nadine

“Before I start making tools, I have to make a secret way to go to my room. Otherwise, everyone will be suspicious.” I said. I immediately thought. How to get in and out easily. Uh! Bodo! Thought. I immediately designed my tools. Lucky yesterday when brother did the experiment I've slipped a little safety.

Yep! The blue fog I asked was my safety system. But unfortunately, I need more to make greater security.

“Nadiiiiiin! What are you doing in your room? Get outside! See the clock, it's about 7!” my mother shouted from below. I grunt a little annoyed.

Didn't mom understand? What I'm doing is protecting the whole world from things they don't realize. Even though I was upset, I still did it.

I went to school on foot. Actually, I easily use technology. However, I disagree with the technology. This makes humans lazy.

School became boring when I studied technology. My father taught me everything. Even if I wanted to, I could compete with my teacher. I'm still drawing plans, taking notes on what's needed, and so on.

“That Nadin again wrote what?” Ask the Beautiful Mom, my teacher. Hhh, this teacher is very disturbing, my inner self. Arriving, my friend Arga who was sitting in front of me took my paper and turned my attention to Bu Indah. It's a bit rough, but I know, he didn't see my paper.

“That's what she wrote, Arga?” Ask teacher. I just kept quiet.

“Lack clear mom. I don't know.” Said. When Ms. Indah wanted to ask for the paper, she immediately interjected under the pretext of telling me to go forward. Yes we all asked him to be class president for this. He was very protective of his men.

Yes, there may have been other intentions, but at least he did me some good. So there's no reason to be upset with him.

In front, Beautiful Mom told me to arrange a strange object. And I know, it hasn't been taught. I saw the face of my friend. They all seemed to pity me for having to make things that I had never been taught. What can I do. I need to get this done.

“So I have to compile this?” my many.

“Yes. You are already smart and do not pay attention to my lessons.” Said.

“So what tool is bu?” my many. She laughs. Humbling laughter.

“Know it doesn't. Tomorrow you should pay attention. It's called air filter.” He said a little down to me. I'm getting pissed. I want to challenge you to fix my brother's time machine.

“Good. It's an air filter. If it is clear it will be easy to make it bu.” I said as I began to compile. In just a few minutes, I finished it. That's a very easy thing for me.

I was lazy to argue, because I had to continue with my engine design. Usually, if Mom and I were arguing it could take an hour of lessons.

Bu Indah gawked at the results of my work. All this time I was considered a fool in this lesson because I rarely pay attention. Immediately I said my thanks and immediately sat down while mocking leaving my teacher still confused.

“Oke children, we continue the lesson.” he said while checking my work. He looked at me with red cheeks. I laughed in my heart. "Let's! Once should be hugged. And I asked for my paper from Arga. I immediately continued my work.

“How did you do it?” Ask Arga while giving me my paper.

“With a little magic,” I said move my right hand. He grunted annoyedly. I laughed to see it. In this way at least today I will escape from him, I said as I glanced at Ms. Indah with a bit annoyed.

I was thinking, surely at the other meeting he would come after me with questions and assignments. Bodo ah! Now now, tomorrow-tomorrow! I said to myself. Indeed, all of them here, no one knows what my job is.

All this time, I was a mechanic, but I'm still illegal. There are a lot of customers coming. They always call before they come. Yep! I kept this a secret from my family.

“If you want to know, tomorrow at 8 come to my house. I'll show you.” I said with a mysterious tone.

All this time I made tools for sale. And I got it from being a mechanic. A lot of people say that I am an adult from my age. Maybe that's true. Maybe because of my difficult life.

Life in this age is not only easy, but for small people it is very difficult. I'll continue my project. By the time the bell came home from school, I had finished making the design, but had not yet drawn the shape of this tool.

Every second I do this I always remember Dad. The one who taught me all of this, the one who taught me to stay strong at any moment, the person closest to me, until that day comes, I am still angry with him.

And me too. Akhh! The more I tried, the more my head hurt, given how stupid I was back then. I don't feel, my tears are dripping. The cry of my friend broke my daydream.

“Nadin! You've been picketed yet?” Ask Arga, my class president. I'm silent.

“You're out crying?” tanyakanya. I immediately took the tissue and eye medicine. I don't want my friends to know what I'm feeling right now. Although there is actually a desire to tell a story, but I know it only adds to the problem.

The only person who can help me is myself. And even if I have friends, it's just a shadow.

“Oh! No way. I just used eye drops. About my eyes. Said lying. I always carry a medicine box with me. I often get hurt while working.

I'm going home soon because I don't have a meeting with my client today. And I also want to quickly finish my tools. I'll go to school and get into my warehouse. My mom and sister are not home yet.

“This is very good I can finish my task quickly.” Mumbles.

***

The next day, I was preparing for what I needed.

“Later there will be friends sister friends come, later Dian comes, and it all means later tonight is proof my tool is successful or not.” I said as I stroked my almost finished device.

Small indeed, just as big as a football. But, looking at brother's plan, it seems like this is enough. Besides, I'm very lacking the materials to make it. I'm grateful to be able to make it this big Brother ever told me that he wanted to send me a story that he had written. Maybe if it was just a piece of paper I had made sure there would be no mistake even I had prepared if my brother had come along at once. So I'm ready for anything tonight.

“Hh. Stay tidied up after it is ready for show.” I said. I immediately checked the time machine. I saw something rather large device connected to the machine that time. The shape is similar to plate and width. I don't know what it is.

But I have a plan. Even if I've made an antidote, I'll talk to my brother first. Who knows if he'll listen to me and reprogram the device.

Actually, my brother is a good person, smart, and also loving towards his family. However, if he already likes something, and pursue it, he does not want to be disturbed.

But sometimes I like to remember times when everything was normal, I was a kid and had such thoughts, and to be a cheerful person everywhere, a time when I once thought my life was perfect.

“It's just the past. Not worth remembering!” I'm strict with myself. Even though I said that, my heart and brain said something else. My brain was trying to remember, and my heart was getting sicker, claustrophobic with sweet memories.

“Why do I even remember this? This is the worst thing you don't need to remember!” I shouted in my heart. Sad, indeed. I managed to re-establish my heart.

“Indah.” Mumbles. That word closes the pain of my heart

"My brother is coming soon. It's better if Dian comes sooner.” I said. This is a gamble. Like I play cards with reality, who has the better cards and a good strategy will win. And I know, that's life.