TIKZ 2 [Throwing Into the Golden Age]
S3 - 010

TIKZ 3 [Meeting to You]

010 - GETTING USED TO SHARING

"Don't call my family" Udelia said. He and Djahan have been in a refugee camp, gathering with thousands of others who have also been affected.

The unexpected earthquake, destroyed almost the entire city.

Fortunately Udelia's contract was far away in the suburbs. Udelia can feel safe about her parents, who still live with her.

Udelia's mother and father refused to leave. They were worried about something confusing for the woman who owned the black wave hair.

His mother and father did not want Udelia to meet someone, who was said to be his old friend's brother.

Udelia didn't understand.

"If they don't call, they're worried and will look for you. Let them look here," replied Djahan.

"Mmm well," said Udelia resigned.

Then the tired-looking woman fell asleep and no longer replied to Djahan.

"I typed it. It's just a green click, right?"

Djahan turned to the lover of heart and soul who leaned on his shoulder. He commented a smile when a soft snoring sound was heard.

No longer pretending, Djahan pressed the send button.

The message he sent was immediately received by the other party.

What a miracle for him, someone who lived for decades in the ancient world.

It was magical to see that everyone could exchange messages without needing to exert such great power.

While to get the message that fast, in his world, it took a high level of strength and ability like the Bhumi Maja knights.

That is still limited by distance and time.

Djahan who has realized the loss of power of ascetic and magic in his body, is greatly helped by the power named technology.

No need to walk far, send messages, and attack enemies he can do with objects that can remove bullets just by pecking them.

However, all of that was not worth his great strength.

He will continue to find ways to restore the strength within himself, like the Great Sage who still has great power in a different world.

A great power, which almost swallowed him.

"It turns out, you're alive."

Djahan. The man who was in his mind, had appeared.

The respect in him to the most majestic man in the power of Bhumi Maja, ran aground, as the attitude of the Great Hermit who is no longer sublime.

Killing, just for the sake of lack of rivalry.

Up to the fall of many casualties, the master of magic power, tapa power, and physical strength, still waved the war flag at him.

It blows a big wind around.

Refugees flocked away from the evacuation hall.

Leave the loyal Djahan people.

They understood that disaster came not from nature, but from a man whose origin was the same as their master.

A world where power is paramount.

Strength in body and soul, capable of controlling many things.

"Great Father, I don't think you're bringing out power .. just for the sake of women."

"I'll do it, whatever. For what I should've gotten."

"But you never showed any interest in him. Over there. The Bhumi Maja."

Djahan. All this time, the one who fought over his wife from his hands, was only one Maharaja. Not the Great Sage.

The man who became his wife's teacher, in the world there, now showed interest in his wife?

"Just like you.."

The Great Sage's answer drained his brain.

Djahan did not understand what the Great Sage meant.

Just like her..

Whahuh?

Djahan married his wife, the Great Sage did not seem to love her.

Indeed, the Great Sage warned his wife not to be bound.

He sees it as a normal thing. Just a little attention from a teacher.

"Heh. What in the dimensional boundary space, your brain becomes shallow just like your strength?" taunted Fusena.

He had given a hint, but the man who had lost his wisdom did not immediately respond to his words.

The man still thinks hard.

Continuously Djahan thought, the more blurred the similarities between them.

The life of the Great Hermit traveled, in contrast to the life of Mahapatih which was difficult to travel far from the palace.

What is the same?

Then it struck in his mind. The last seconds before she felt pain all over her body, unconscious, then woke up on the shattered golden rubble.

Someone cursed. He will not be able to use his inner strength for the rest of his life, nor will he be able to unite with the idol of his heart, in his home world, the powerful Bhumi Maja.

The great ascetic can still freely use his power.

What remains is the inability to unite with loved ones.

"You can't marry Udelia in our world?"

"You're not so stupid, Mahapatih."

"Then why did you hold him for four years!?" furious Djahan.

He would at least like someone to call him a fool!

"I can't move into the modern world, the world of Udelia.."

Fusena said while looking at Udelia who was still loyal asleep on Djahan's shoulder.

Although annoyed, as much as possible he held back.

Getting used to sharing.

"All because of sins in the past. I can't see Mbakyu in his world. I can only see from the side. If I could, I'd love to edit it.."

"You can, meet him now."

"Yes. After a long time. You think, ten years into disappearing from the world, I'm just sitting here doing nothing?"

The story remembered that time. When the Great Sage suddenly disappeared from civilization.

"You went only to break the curse that made you and Udelia part?"

"How do you say only? You didn't gather strength, just to be with Udelia?"

Fusena smiled obliquely.

The two of them are the same, so why should we talk to each other?

The office and the power, they have already got. Only women they find difficult to reach.

They just need the woman they love to stay by their side.

Spend the rest of their lives together with their women, quietly and peacefully.

Like a normal human being, out there.

"I found a way. Unfortunately, the impact was too great. Your souls and their souls, who were floating in the dimensional sky, were being dragged along by my study. Enter into this world."

Fusena smiled wryly. If Udelia had not been in such a state of emergency, after being mistreated by the Emperor, she might have been able to complete her studies, without making a huge fuss in the dimensional boundary.

"What do you think I can do, Mahapatih?"

Fusena looked at Djahan with intimidation.

Unfortunately, the djahan was not affected. He was only disinclined by the figure of the Great Sage, not afraid.

"What do you want to do? Separate me and Udelia because you can afford it?"

"If you're not in line with me, maybe I'll do that."

"You want me to go far away from Udelia's side?!"

"I have an interesting offer.."

Fusena hung up her sentence as she walked over.

His hands stretched out, grabbing the head of Udelia who was still loyal on Djahan's shoulder.

Although his memory is damaged, Udelia's body and soul may never forget Djahan.

It looks so comfortable on his side. Without awkwardness.

Unlike if together with himself, a little distance and not spoiled.

Djahan could only see Udelia's body being carried away by Fusena. Layed on a gurney that is available in the alert room of the evacuation hall.

He grew more and more aware, the distance of his strength with the Great Sage.

Eyes alert. He looked at the Great Sage who was laying his wife.

Then the man sat back by his side, doing nothing to his wife.

"...you and I, being Udelia's husband. How's it?"

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