TIKZ [Moving To The Golden Age]
001 - CHECKING OR TORTURING

Tak.. Takk.. Takk..

The sound of the meeting between the fingers and the keyboard running quickly filled the quiet room. The line on the screen continues to fill with ideas that stick out a flood of abundant water. Suddenly his eyes were blurry, a fishy smell came out of his nose. Fresh blood slid down his neck to the white collar of his clothes.

BRAKKS.

"You want to faint at least not on the keyboard dong!!" angry a woman who wears a long white shirt and a black skirt is stamped in the heart. Samar saw his sister open the door where she worked while calling her name as she lost consciousness.

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Whistles.. Whistles.. Srakk.. Srak..

The sound of birds and plants and the fresh scent were felt on his senses that rarely went out of the room, especially in the last three days he was locked away because the work deadline was nearing.

When he opened his eyes, the sunlight dazzled his eyes. Flashing for a while while gathering awareness, his eyes glanced to the right as a large hand clasped tightly onto a smaller hand.

He tried to move his fingers that felt heavy and the small hand followed his movements. "Wait.. Little hands???" He woke up suddenly, his gaze swaying, as he let go of his hand to hold his head in a swirling fashion.

A woman sleeping on the side of the bed woke up and straightened her back. The woman's head looked towards the girl sitting on the bed. "Miss is awake...?" his tanyanya is collecting lives. In the woman's body there is only a piece of cloth wrapped around from the chest to the ankles.

"Am I in the interior? You little sister biadp!*" hey. He felt strange about himself understanding the foreign language spoken by the middle-aged woman.

Indeed at a glance similar to the crowbar he had learned, but krama anggil alone he did not understand everything, the woman in front of him instead used some words that he just knew.

"Who are you?" it uses the same language.

"I am Sri, the aunt at the lady's house. Looks like Miss forgot her memory from an accident a week ago that left her unconscious. Thank goodness now that miss is awake," explained the middle-aged woman as she rubbed her tears that came out as she smiled happily.

"I went out for a while to pick up a new porridge, this one's already cold." The woman who introduced herself named Sri took the bowl on the table and then passed it out.

He was pensive, the woman was not in thought with her ending here, also her body turned into a teenager.

She is a grown woman who should have been married. Graduated S1 at the age of 21 years and S2 at the age of 22 years, he focused on building a career for 5 years accompanied by comments from aunts and budhe to get married quickly.

The jet-black eyes were exactly like the eyes focused on a computer screen looking at that small hand, white and smooth like snow, in contrast to his rough skin and many scars. The size is not much different from the hand but because the smooth impression makes the hand look much smaller.

"Maybe this is just a dream," he murmured trying to close his eyes.

Before long the middle-aged woman who introduced herself by the name of Sri again brought new food, she could only be according to being fed because her body was very weak. There is no power to rebel.

"Miss's name is Idaline, miss's mother's name is Miss Agni, if miss's father is Lord Daya. They are in an extraordinary place" explained Sri to feed the porridge to her nonanya mouth.

"Miss is an intelligent person, a bit of information must have calmed her confused heart," Sri said.

After eating, the eyes of the body named Idaline were heavy and then he fell asleep, he was amazed at himself who almost vomited food while in the mouth, but it turned out smoothly when it reached the throat until everything was wiped clean without the rest of a single drop.

The person who has the principle of obeying the rules blindly hopes to wake up quickly, he misses both his parents and his two younger siblings who have not met for six months because they are busy working.

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Idaline continued to pay attention to her physician and subordinates for several days because she was unable to get out of bed. He spoke only when asked because his body was so limp. His mouth was muttering more often than speech.

He was still stuck there and was still determined to return after his body recovered.

"There must be a way in!" sureness.

According to whispers he heard, Idaline and her family had a horse-drawn carriage accident while heading for the capital.

Power along with the men against the bandits who set the trap, died stabbed from behind.

The dashing man tries to save his wife, Agni, who tightly hugs their son, Idaline, as he is about to be trampled on by a raging horse. He tried to reach for his wife's body and the bandits did not miss the opportunity to stab Daya in the back. Keris bandit penetrated to the front of the body of Power and he immediately collapsed to the ground.

Agni did not survive the horse rampage. Idaline herself had been thrown away by Agni who felt her legs limp like gelatin.

While Sri's stomach was open and her body was slashed by a lot of keris during blocking the bandits who tried to chase Agni when the mistress and her nona ran to save themselves.

Other maids were lying around the main horse carriage protecting all their souls.

In the afternoon the healer and his students as well as the helpers who were going to look for medicinal herbs, passed through the scene.

They decided to cancel the plan to find medicinal plants and prefer to help Sri and Idaline who are still breathing and take care of the two women of different ages in the drugstore seriously even though they do not know if they will paid or not.

Idaline looked straight at the healer's hand and then turned to look at Sri. The reluctance was clearly visible on his face.

"Please pardon. Let me just." Sri smiled warmly, her nonanya must still be afraid of others.

"Ah well," said the awkward healer. "Then don't forget the medicine is taken. I'm going home. Miss can take a leisurely walk."

"Thank you very much, healer" Sri said every time she met the middle-aged man. Somehow the fate of himself and his nona if the healer is reluctant to help them, just assisted by the citizens is not necessarily safe. Sri and Idaline have deep wounds.

Sri drove the healer to the front door of the room. Then help Idaline learn to walk.

"What a great little lady."

"Indeed the best miss."

"Come yo come on. Miss is gonna be the best runner."

Praise continued to be heard as Idaline went out looking for air while holding Sri. He smiled awkwardly at everyone who threw compliments.

"I want to walk alone." Idaline let go of Sri's hand without waiting for her approval.

"Be careful, miss," said Sri watching from behind.

Only five steps of Idaline's body staggered forward. Everyone was trying to reach that little body. Sri breathed a sigh of relief as one of the healer disciples caught up to Idaline.

"Miss careful!" people shouted closer and swarmed them. The women there checked every inch of Idaline's body.

"Please don't let me." Idaline wanted to get rid of those people but she said she saw sincerity radiating from their faces.

"It's really burdened." Idaline's cheeks flushed red, she turned her gaze the other way trying to remove the burden in her heart. Receiving kindness from others makes the woman always feel the need to repay her.

"Thank you, den Wala," said Sri while chuckling, Wala is one of the four healer students eliminated from the Idaline side because of the woman's excitement.

"It's okay, bi." Wala cleaned her body that was hit by the ground. "Thankfully my dear survived," Inner Wala peeked at the contents of the basket in her hand alright.

"You intend to check or torture?" pissed Idaline pinched her cheeks. A second later the snatched face turned wide to smell the familiar scent of Wala's right hand.

"Miss wants this?" wala asked, realizing that Idaline was staring at her basket. He opened wide the basket cover cloth.

Idaline encourages the girls who surround her. He held onto the knees of those who were crouching around him until they reached Wala who was knocked away. "Da-from where?" tanyanya looked at the contents of the basket.

"This is the latest chicken dish. Let's eat inside." Wala clasped Idaline's hand.

"When, where?!" Idaline pulled his hand.

"Let's go there after Miss is well?" tawar Wala smiled.

Idaline looked at the annoyed Wala then turned around walking furiously. Wala gave a small laugh and then carried her in fear that the girl would fall again. Hurriedly he entered the medicinal shop feeling a killing aura from behind his back.

"It's near the market entrance. After miss smoothly walks we go directly there," explained Wala saw Idaline eating her rooster gloriously. "Oh my dear. It all goes into that tiny belly."

After that day Idaline learned to walk by holding the wall even though she fell occasionally. The women there were anxious to help but Idaline stared at him sharply, as a result they only helped treat Idaline's wounds and fed him starchy chickens to the mountains.

"(You really like to make people feel overwhelmed)"

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© Al-Fa4 | 23 May 2021

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Conclusion*Bab 1 :**

1. The female lead possessed the body of Idaline.

2. The female lead thought it was just a dream but it turned out she was still there\, lying on the bed due to illness\, she heard many stories on the bed.

3. The female lead improved her condition and began learning the path\, at that time she found fried chicken crispy\, where in the ancient world there should not have been.