" Brukkk.. ukkkhhhh" the sound of hitting the ground was loud and the flow of breath seemed to stop. A white shadow was clearly visible covering my entire view. " What is this?" and "Where is this?", "Didn't I get hit by a car earlier?" that's what I said to myself. " Wow, what is this my waist hurts and my breathing feels heavy? After looking around, the scenery felt so familiar and I was surprised by the state of my body that had shrunk. " Hey.. why are my hands getting smaller?", " Red and white school uniform..?, Isn't this an Elementary School uniform?" I was suddenly shocked. Because I couldn't believe it and felt that there was something strange about my condition at that time, I rushed to the school bathroom. I looked at the surface of the water and realized that I had returned to 20 years ago. "What is this?" "How is that possible?" Not believing the situation, I felt like I was dreaming. "How could this happen?" Isn't this only in novels or fictional stories? Could it be that I'm dreaming? I slapped my face left and right, it hurt. "It turns out this isn't a dream, bro... hahahaha" I suddenly felt happy. The bell rang, suddenly someone called me from behind. "Jho, let's go back to class..". At first I was confused and I looked back, it turned out it was one of my close friends from elementary school. Then, I nodded and said "Come on bro..". And we went back to class with my other close friends. When we were in elementary school, we formed a group of 5 people. "Me, Egi, Daniel, Ronaldo, and 1 other person I don't really remember".
Maybe in the past, he didn't leave much of an impression in our friendship. We arrived in front of the class. Of course I realized that I didn't know where my seat was. "Bro, where is my seat?" without thinking, I immediately asked. "Ahk..?" "Did you lose your memory, jho? my friend was immediately confused. "Hehehe..." I reflexively laughed lightly. "That... your seat is in front of the teacher's desk". "Ahk...?" I suddenly said. I looked at it and it turned out that I was sitting in the same seat as a little girl. "Really.. bro?" "You're not lying, right?" I asked in disbelief. Suddenly she put her hand on my forehead and on her butt. "Are you sick.. jho? hahahaha..". The others laughed loudly. "Here kid.." I suddenly thought to myself. I immediately headed to where the seat was. I sat down and looked at the little girl beside me. Yes.. of course I was not awkward and just felt confused. "Who is this girl..? I said to myself. Reflexively, I looked at the name tag on her right chest. "Indah..?". I tried to think and find out, what will she be like in the future. " Reflexively, it crossed my mind, Customs? Could it be Indah who is in Customs..? "Oh yeah.. it turns out to be her,, wow great" I said to myself. I looked around to see familiar faces and tried to see what she would be like in the future. After looking left and right, I looked back. And I was surprised, many familiar faces were still clearly visible in my previous life. The sound of footsteps was heard, it turned out that a teacher was entering our class. "Good afternoon.. children?" my teacher greeted sweetly. I looked at her, "Why are you beautiful..?" I suddenly thought in my heart. I tried to think and find out who the teacher was. A 30-year-old and single person, of course the way she looks at the opposite sex is different from a kid. "Mrs. Ria..?" suddenly crossed my mind. "Wow..." I was amazed by my current situation. Mrs. Ria was an honorary teacher who taught citizenship... oh yeah, elementary, middle, and high schools called it a subject. In the past, the most memorable thing about this teacher was her tense subject. Before the lesson started, the students were definitely asked to come to the front to say the names of cities and their capitals. If they couldn't say it, they would be punished. Uhh... how nostalgic for me. The lesson continued, of course I knew a little about citizenship. Before the company entrance test, I often read about citizenship topics, general intelligence, and even calculations. Blah... blah... blah... The lesson continued until exactly 12.00 signaling the end of the lesson. The bell rang loudly. I remember back then, the bell in this school did not use an automatic bell or a push button bell because it would be used 5 years in the future. This school used a bell made from used car tire rims and hit with an iron stick. I rushed to tidy up my books and went straight home. My school is on a hill. We go to and from school on foot. Both teachers and students have to walk, because the road to the school location is not smooth like an asphalt road. From the foot of the hill to the front wall of the school, hundreds or even thousands of cement stairs were built. In the middle of the journey, I was lost in my thoughts about the atmosphere of my home and family.
In my house, there are quite a lot of occupants. There are 7 of us siblings and I am the 6th child. My father and mother are a pair of teachers. My father is a science teacher in a middle school and my mother is an art teacher in the same school. With a mediocre salary, they were able to send us 7 siblings to higher education. In my previous life, I was a naughty kid who was more concerned with himself without caring about others. The distance between my house and school is about 1.5 km. I should have always gone home with my friends and of course I had to stop by the place where we always hung out first. However, I went home early to see my father and mother. After graduating from college and moving away, for 7 years I never went home because of my mediocre finances. In the past, in my previous life my parents were already elderly, 70 years old. I still remember, we didn't communicate very often like most people who always joke around with their parents. My father was a bit quiet but strict and my mother was loving in everything. Although my father was strict with us, of course he was good, but my mother was the best. Without realizing it, I was almost home. The small house with a cement floor was not tiled like before. The sound of geese that could be heard soaring, and the sound of factory machines that were near my house.