Virgilio Girls
3

There's one officer in each canister. My father gave me 10 perlak as a ticket to the village of Chora. The padlock officer opened the door and told me to come in, I hugged my father for a number of times. Dad took my suitcase inside and I got into that canister. Dad came out and kissed me on the forehead. I waved at him, and I looked at him smiling warmly.

The officer closed the door to the tube. It felt very engrossed, there was no air gap in. Instantly the tube felt up very quickly there were flashes at the end of the tube and it became very dark.

My breath began to thin, my head started to get dizzy and my chest was very tight. This teleportation is as unpleasant as riding a ride downtown.

As soon as the tube stopped the door opened, my hand was still holding on to the wall of the tube. My head was very dizzy, a quiet voice instantly broke with the crowd of people.

I took the suitcase and stepped out, not forgetting to thank the officer there.

And the thing is I don't know where the Guardians are, it's a good thing you gave me a map of Chora village.

Out of the station, many of the villagers of Chora are running their activities, some are selling like newspapers, clothes, magic sticks, broomsticks, and more.

It was a bit difficult to get through this crowd with a sizable suitcase, sometimes my shoulder was hit by the shoulder of pedestrians, even so I was happy to see the buildings here. Looks old and aesthetic.

Everyone wears old-fashioned clothes, all look peaceful and serene. Very different in my place especially in the city center, there are many problems, let alone political problems.

Not long after I found the area of the Guards of Chora Village, the gate was very high. The gate made of iron weighed many tons. I approached the gatekeeper there, he smiled and opened the gate with his staff. He let me in.

The first time I entered, I was immediately presented with a magnificent building in black and white. Very elegant building. I guess it's just an old building like the one I saw up ahead.

There are small children who are playing ball, there are also those who are exercising on a large field, it is also seen that children my age are practicing physically. They are very strong, physically they are wrought and look very tired.

Many eyes see me, some look and smile, some say hello, some look at me from head to toe, maybe they hope I am not the master.

The officer led me into a room, he told me to sit on a brown wooden sofa. He told me to because he's gonna call the master.

I'm still thinking how my Guard looks. Abi said he was black, fat, and short. I don't seem ready to see it.

Not long after 2 men arrived. A man in his 40s, he was wearing a white robe. The other man, who was in his 30s, was wearing a black robe.

I just nodded stiffly. When the master introduces himself and the teacher and the person next to him.

We are sitting facing. They asked me how my journey was, how my father's health was, and whether I was ready to meet my Guard.

“How is Karin, are you ready to meet your guardian Karan?” the heavy voice of the Cakra Guru.

“I'm ready” only those words are on my mind. In fact this is just a tradition, not all magicians have guards. I guess I also don't need Guardians, either, I was strong without a guard once.

“But unfortunately Karan is not here, he is taking the final test in Diran forest. You should rest first, two days Karan will come and 3 days you will be tied”

After that, Master Laiz took me to the female dormitory for the Witches. I put my stuff inside. The room was not big enough but it was enough for myself. There was also a small cupboard and table in the room. They are like wooden houses.

I was still thinking about what Cakra's teacher said earlier, he said Karan was undergoing his final exam in the Diran forest. One of the most forbidden forests to enter because anyone who enters can not get out easily.

Those Guards must be strong people. They worked hard to become stronger, in order to keep their master but not all of their Masters understood what they had to do to their Guardians.

It was still daytime, I decided to take a walk while knowing this neighborhood. Passed through some huts, passed through the hallway and finally I was in a big field.

As I passed through the classroom hallways, many eyes were looking at me strangely. Suddenly someone patted me on the shoulder from behind, I was shocked and looked back.

A pretty girl, tall, white. She looked at me with a smile, she pointed her right hand at me and I greeted her with my right hand to greet her.

He introduced himself as the Guardian of Saddam he named Girl. Pretty girl. His thin body was taller than mine and he had dimples when he smiled, a pretty sweet girl.

He asked me when it came, how it was, how it was there and my friends there. Since then we became friends, he introduced the places that are here, so that I do not get lost later.

“So, do you know how great Karan is?, Even the girls here love him so much, but dear, he only loves you Karin”

‘Just love me?’