Chapter 3

After I show this text to my mom, she look-like sad. She may be not agreed if I think with that's perspective to her. And then, she said that might be she just only work as domestically-traditional female like dishing, cooking, preparing rice, bought something from traditional-market like fish, chicken and make fried rice with onion, garlic or anything between and around traditional female-work before blue stocking society.

Then I know she wanted to competition and wanted to be a highest queen in the greatest kingdom. So, she will not accept if she got dark-jokes from others except herself. But to others, she always gift dark-jokes to others.

 But this is not dark-jokes. This is satirical-text about my parents, including my father. And my life and live the part of.

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After she finish this read this text, my mother back to kitchen and start cooking. But this is 10:28 PM! That's not logic. I mean, not usual. So, we will start from yesterday, at 17 August 2023 with many visual-recording by my phone-camera. Before 17 August, a few of my friends including my friend that I named Revati in this story, come to my home at Bukittinggi, she went to my bedroom with my other friends when I still slept. I'm impressive because my mother ask them to visit our house. So I woke up and give hug to one of my friend, called Omri. After he talks with my mother, he left and went back to his home with his motorcycle. That's 16 August a few minutes before midnight. Then I back to sleep.

 "Hey! Wake up! Wake up!" whisper sound from my dreams. In my flower of sleep, I go to Karawang, back to West Java and playing around in the park with so grand, beautiful and wide grass-land. But when I try to wake up, that's whisper evidently from Revati's friend. And another girl that slept with Revati yesterday night.

 But this is 18 August, Revati and her friend go back to Padang City at yesterday night. How so brave them, so strong and so powerful like a man. I will wait for the next meets. Might be I would like to reminds Revati in all of my memory.

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I walk in the way in on the night. I cannot buy a kretek anymore today. So I ask my mother to give me some money to buy another cigarette. A rokok-putih, the Indonesian called to this item. The bitter flavor, I burn one and take a breath with this smoke. Smoke fly from my lips and go up between my face and my eyes. I don't know exactly the strong-reason why I smoking and cannot stop.

May be this was an existence of myself as a man. Actually, a gentleman or sterling-man, I back to my home and imagine how I faced up with my ex-girlfriend married celebration tomorrow. I know I upset, but not because of her. Because my turn since I sit in on playgroup in West Java, to marry with a little girl as I am little boy. But the little girl is cannot exist anymore in my life, even if Kaoru's sister is look-like that little girl.

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I don't know what I should to write—I mean, type—for make this book look-like just a pure fiction like Narnia or Lord of the Rings, it also similar with I cannot write a science-fiction [if your perspective with science-fiction is about technology, modernity, or future], because if I write something in English it just work if I be honest to tell you about reality in my life, even if I make pseudonym to describe my people in my life that I write in this letters. But, if you're open-minded person, you will be agree with me of this genre is science-fiction, because this is actually is some kind like a combination of technology in reality, in contemporary era, and this is a future if you read this on 2010 or Victorian Ages.

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I steal my mother's money to buy a cigarette. I need to smoke. And my mother has responsibility to this my live-style, because she was the teacher of my first experience to smoking. That's true and making any sense. I know this is not good-attitude if you look by usual form, but it's so I am. I walk again to buy some cigarettes and being healthy with this, because there are many scientist said smoking being good to schizophrenic like me. Making our enjoy and relax. Or is it I taken this mental-illness because that's my first experience?