The Tippingback of Rania's World
Episode 1 – Real Nightmares

Blup... Blup... Blup...

"Where is this? Why is it all dark and wet? Ughhhh... Stuffy... My breath is so tight... Help u! Anyone help me!"

"Hold my hand... You must have survived." Sayup-sayup heard the sound of teenage girls giving help.

Blup... Blup... A puahhh!

"Finally... I survived!" rania said while opening her eyes. His breath still feels tight. Sweat flooded his entire back.

“Loh, I was just dreaming? Holy hooch! Where is this?” peekik Rania's.

His 6 x 8.5m room disappeared. No more of his beautiful paintings won international awards. Invisible dresser filled with make up branded, launched by his own mother. Then where is the glass cupboard filled with magazines and comic repatriation collected since SD?

What Rania saw at this time was only a narrow room measuring no more than 2.5 x 3 m. Walled boards that have begun to weathered. A plywood closet full of fillings. A single bed with a plain green bed sheet and a limp pillow . And some clothes hanging behind the closet.

Rania was still digesting everything she saw at the moment. “Am I dreaming? If not, where am I right now?”

Tok…

“Rania, wake up Nak. It's almost six and a half. Come on, pray at dawn, then get ready to go to school,” said a mother with a striking yellow negligee.

“Mother... who?” rania asked, confused.

Did you ever have this mother's domestic assistant? He just saw his face this morning. He was about 160 cm tall, his skin was tanned with black hair. Its age is estimated to be 40-45 years.

“Whose mother? Mom yes mom... Your mother. Let's wake. Wash your face so as not to dream mulu,” said the middle-aged woman.

“My mom? What do you mean, anyway? This is where?” rania is confused.

“This is in heaven."

"Huh?" Rania surprised.

"Udah ah ngigunya. You wanna be late? Today there is a ceremony, you know. Let's get up,” continued the yellow-painted woman.

Rania was still very confused. Is this a prank show? But his mother never attended such a cheap event. Or is she currently being kidnapped and hypnotized? Rania then followed the woman out of the room. He has to find out what's going on.

“Kakak is awake? Tumben late?” said a teenager. He tied his long hair with a rubber band, then washed and crossed a bundle of kale.

“Well, who else is this? It's weird anyway. Tie your hair with a rubber band, anyway? Is it not damaged by hair?” thought Rania.

Still in her confusion, Rania's gaze swept across the room. This house is not too big. The entire wall was made of planks, just like Rania's room. The roof is made of zinc, with no ceiling. The floor is covered with ordinary cement.

In addition to the room Rania occupied earlier, there are three other rooms that all the doors lead to this middle rung. Not much furniture to look at. There were only eight wooden chairs, a wooden table to put food on, a TV tube that was old enough, a fan and an old brown wooden cabinet.

Rania's eyes were still watching the surroundings, looking for the exit to escape.

“Hey, why stand in the middle of the gini room? You want cosplay to be monas?” a young man rebuked the confused Rania.

Rania noticed the young man wearing the faded green t-shirt on purpose. His hair was disheveled, looking as if he had just woken up. But more importantly, Rania did not know him.

“Who are you?” ask Rania.

“I? I'm your employer. So now quickly iron my shirt, then prepare breakfast for this Young Master,” said the man.

“Hei, Arka. Don't disturb your sister constantly,” reprimand the yellow woman earlier.

“Adik? This isn't a prank, is it?” rania asked, still curious.

“Prank?” ask Arka confused.

“Iya. This isn't a prank for that cheap kamutube content, is it? I don't know any of you,” said Rania.

“By the way what is this boy? Since birth we have wrestled pillows, still do not know anyway. Being stuck in a ditch yesterday made you amnesiac, huh?” arka. His face did not emit any lies. “Already, yes, if you do not want to shower, let me take a shower first,” he continued.

“Ya shower aja. I also want to take a shower,” said Rania. Then he went to the room.

“I have to follow all their games, while figuring out what is really going on here. I don't know if they're good or not. I also have to find my smartphone, her inner”. Then suddenly Rania remembered something.

“Where's the bathroom, huh?” his yell. Of course in this small room does not have a private bathroom like in his home.

“Rania is really weird this morning,” muttered Arka.

“Tuh, the bathroom is in the back. Careful, early in the morning gini many frogs,” point Arka while staring at Rania strange.

"It's my towel, isn't it?" muttered Rania hesitated, then headed for the Arka-designated bathroom.

“This is the bathroom?” rummu Rania hesitated.

He noticed a weathered, zinc-walled building without a roof. The door is only shoulder-height made of plywood which already looks mossy at the bottom. The floor is only in rough cement so as not to get dirty.

"How do I shower? Is no one peeping later?" Rania's confused.

This view is much different from the bathroom, which has all the walls covered with white marble stone, a large mirror of classic design with a pure gold frame. Natural light from the one-way glass wall that directly faces his flower garden, as well as a luxurious bathtub that makes him feel at home for a long time.

“Hiiaaaaaa!” Rania jumped to see two green frogs waiting for her near the bathtub.

“Hah. Since when is Rania afraid of frogs? Usually take a shower in the bath. Really weird,” muttered Arka.

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At half-time all gathered at the dinner table to eat together. A middle-aged man, perhaps the head of this family, was also sitting at the dining table.

“Rania... Already done?” call mother.

“In the meantime, Mom,” says Rania. He hurriedly brushed his hair.

“Yes geez. Have a shower first, still late too,” grumbled Arka.

“Cih, if only you had not been busy looking for my smartphone, would have been done from earlier,” Rania murmured inwardly.

After dismantling almost his entire room, he still had not found the electronic object. Rania suspects that her smartphone has been deliberately hidden, so that she does not communicate with anyone. I can't wait to get out of this house.

“Come, Rania Putri.we must hurry immediately so as not to be late,” cried Arka.

“Rania Princess? My name is Edlyn Rania Austeen,” protest Rania.

“Iya, yes. Later on just haunting. Now we have breakfast first,” take Arka.

“Hmm... what is the name of this menu?” ask Rania.

I first saw this breakfast menu. During this time his household assistant used to make sarmale, a typical Romanian food similar to siomay. Contains mutton or beef chopped combined with a variety of spices. If making your own breakfast, Rania prefers to make waffles and hot chocolate, or waffles with honey and maple syrup.

“This is a kale and an omelet. Big sister quipped my cooking, nih?” said the little girl, whose name was not yet known.

“Oh,” Rania shines shy.

He waited for them to eat first. Rania was afraid, if her food was given sleeping pills or poison. But again, the curiosities just fade away. They all took a spoonful of rice, then sauteed kale and an omelet, then ate it without hesitation. Rania followed him.

“Wow, delicious. Teach me to cook this, yes,” said Rania amazed.

“Heh, we do almost every day eat this. Usually also you are the cook, this morning replaced by Livy because you misfortune and behave strangely continue,” said Arka.

“Oh, so the name of this sweet sister Livy,” whispered Rania in the heart. He was amazed, the girl was good at cooking in her teens. Himself, cook waffles and pancakes are still often charred.

“Hey, already. Eat again, don't fight. Maybe your sister's joking again,” scolds the guy that dad called.

The middle-aged man gave some money to Rania and Livy. The amount is indeed much less than Rania's previous pocket money.

“Why do they treat me like their own family? If they had evil intentions, there was no way they would give me money and food. Did Papa and Mama at home not lose me?” rania was confused.

After breakfast, they hurried off. Mother then packed each of them with a box of supplies.

“Who did we go to school with?” ask Rania plain.

“Delivered? Use angkot kayak usually, brother. Mom and Dad have to go to work too. Bang Arka college. We all have different goals,” explains Livy.

“Eeehhh? Ride angkot?” Rania's head is dizzy. Since birth he has used angkot. He did not know how to call the Angkot.

(Connected)

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