THE SAVIOR'S
CHAPTER 40 THROWN INTO THE PAST PART 3

      Sarayu opened her eyes and found herself in a familiar place. Sarayu blinked her eyes again, several times. This time with the aim to ensure that what he saw was not a dream and reality.

           “This is where, Sarayu?”

           Sarayu turned her head to look towards the owner of the voice and saw Winner's figure that looked like a shadow. This. . could something happen in the transfer process done by Sixth and Second?  Sarayu turned her head again looking at the place where the feeling of nostalgia instantly appeared in an instant.

           “Hei Sarayu! Where are we now?” Winner asked again and this time slightly shook Sarayu's body. “Is this the headquarters of the World Peace Forces of the Ingmar Alliance? Why does the building look ancient and also look like it's not a military place??”

           Sarayu looked at Winner with a sharp look. This time the sunglasses that usually covered Sarayu's eyes, no longer on Sarayu's face and covered Sarayu's eyes. “Win, Winner, has after being a public figure for years your brain abilities decreased?” Look there!”

           Sarayu pointed in the other direction of the gate where children aged 13-15 stood in school uniforms and prepared to cross the street.

           “I don't understand. What's with those kids?” Winner looked puzzledly at the direction Sarayu pointed at.

           “Huft.” Sarayu let out a long sigh while shaking her head in disbelief. “The building that is in front of us right now is my old school building and not the headquarters of the World Peace Forces belonging to the Ingmar Alliance.”

           “Oh ho's. Why are we here and not at headquarters like your fellow Sixth and Second said?” Winner looked at the old school building of Sarayu with a sparkling gaze.

           “I don't know. But. . Maybe this has something to do with the abilities of Sixth, Second and Knight Three. Perhaps the ability belongs to those who meet at one point, causing us to be thrown into the past.”

           Hearing the words of the past, Winner immediately turned his head again looking towards Sarayu. “What does he mean by the past, Sarayu?”

           Sarayu raised both hands, held Winner's head and made Winner's head look in the direction Sarayu saw again. “See there, Win, Winner! The girl with ponytail hair is me at 15 years old.”

           Winner blinked her eyes several times, trying to see, paying attention clearly. After a few glances in his eyes, Winner then removed Sarayu's hands from her head, to look at Sarayu's face and compare her to the little ponytail girl who was crossing the street.

           “Your face from childhood did not undergo much change, Sarayu!” Winner smiled looking at the small face of Sarayu who was walking closer towards him and then passed through his body.

           Blurr. . .

           “Di-dia. . . penetrate us??” The surprised Winner pulled Sarayu's body and made Sarayu unprepared, almost falling if Winner did not spry and immediately held her body.

           “Ka-you! Why the sudden pull me, huh???” Sarayu stared intently at Winner while pulling her body away from Winner.

           “Ma-sorry. But. . Why are you talking so rudely to me now Sarayu?? Is it because I now know your identity as Bahram-my bodyguard??”

           Sarayu turned her face away. “Yes. This time I don't need to be polite with you because you already know my identity. But. . If you want me to be as polite to you as before, I will do it, Mr. Winner.”

           Winner shook her head as a sign of rejection. “No need. This is much better. You're my college friend and my old friend. So acting like this is fun for me. It's been a long time since I've seen my old friend. But. .”

           “But what?”

           “Can you be polite to me when you are in with my Rudi-manager? It would be better if no one knew my relationship with you as an old friend. It's for you and me.”

           After saying that, Sarayu suddenly froze with the look of her eyes that could not escape from one boy who kin walked closer to her from across the street.

           “That boy, his face is handsome once.” Winner, who was also looking at the same boy, praised the good looks on the boy's face, which made Sarayu unable to stop looking at him.

           “True. He is the most handsome boy in this school. He is the perfect person at this school. His face was handsome with black eyes, pliable eyelashes and thick eyebrows. Beefy nose, red lips, oval face, tall body and snow-white skin. He is the picture of the perfect figure I have seen in my life.”

           Sarayu's answer made Winner a little upset. The curious Winner followed the boy after the boy passed by himself and Sarayu. Winner then found the boy's red lips suddenly smiling as the boy's eyes stared at the girl sitting by the window listening to the player music in his ears.

           The boy then quickened his footsteps and made Winner who felt something also speed up his pace. The boy suddenly stopped his steps when he arrived in front of the window where the girl was sitting leaning. The boy then raised his hand and pinched the girl's cheek with a mischievous smile on his lips. 

           “Again, Sarayu!”

           The girl who was sitting quietly by reading a book while listening to that song, directly turned his head towards the boy while throwing a sharp glare towards the boy. Winner who saw the scene immediately looked towards the adult Sarayu who was slowly walking closer towards the boy with a sad look in both eyes.

           “Why did you pinch my cheek, Redo? This cheek is not a doll that you can pinch as good as jidat!” reply little Sarayu.

           The boy called by the name of Redo smiled again and slowly made an extremely charming little laugh. Even Winner, who was known to be handsome and adored by many women in his era, admitted that the smile and laughter of the boy in front of him today is truly charming.

           “If so then from today, you will be my puppet now where only I can pinch your cheek, Sarayu.”

           Little Sarayu got up from her seat and walked out of the classroom to approach the boy named Redo.

           “Are you crazy, Redo??” little Sarayu asked.

           Winner saw an annoyed look on Sarayu's little face. But Winner caught Sarayu's small gaze saying something different. The way little Sarayu looked at the boy named Redo was the same way an adult Sarayu was looking at her at this moment.

           “No, I'm not crazy. I'm just glad I pinched your cheek and looked pissed like this. In this way, you can see me like I see you.”

           Hearing Redo's words, Winner immediately looked towards the adult Sarayu who was now standing next to him. “Could this boy be your first love, Sarayu??”

           The adult Sarayu and the little Sarayu made the same smile when looking at Redo.

           “You are!! How good am I to see you, Redo??” little Sarayu said.

           “True, she was my first love, Winner. The boy named Redo who was idolized by the whole school was my first love,” Sarayu said.

           Winner was speechless frozen to hear the reply of the grown Sarayu standing beside her and at this time her eyes could not let go of her gaze from the boy named Redo. Why from so much time, should we both be thrown into this time?

           Winner looked at Redo's perfect face, with a loving gaze staring at little Sarayu. Anyhow I see it, this kid is really very handsome? If in the future he is an actor like me, then maybe I will be less famous when compared to him. Damnit damnit! Damn it! No wonder that during college, Sarayu did not see my good looks at all.