Dash looks confused, looking everywhere for antiques that he found in the middle of the forest that night. He only stayed a moment but the object was gone and not in the box he had previously placed under the table.
Dash Hale's panicked expression is undeniable because he became paranoid after dreaming that he was met by a woman who spoke to him to protect the antique. And now even the thing is missing from the box.
"Oh, how is this? If it's gone, I'm going to be screwed!" He said as he scratched the back of his head while peeking around every corner to make sure again, who knows the object rolled itself into a place.
After dismantling several places and relooking one by one from every corner, Dash still can't find where the antique is.
His eyes immediately widened when he remembered his older brother who usually liked to prank him. Quickly Dash rushed to his house, he felt bad, afraid that something strange would happen. Although he was a little annoyed with the thing, because to him he was bad luck.
But on the other hand he also really likes it, because it is an object of his invention.
He entered the house, and there were his grandmother and his older brother enjoying their dinner.
"Hey come and eat together!" his grandmother said to him who had just entered with a mixed look on his panicked face and was drenched in sweat.
"Did you guys take the red antique that was in the barn where I usually rest?" Dash asked the two of them who were enjoying their dinner. Of course with the meat that Dash brought home last morning.
"Oh, you mean that?" Thomas said while pointing in the direction of the furnace.
"Aaaah no!!!" Dash immediately ran and took the pot that was now on the stove. What made him panic was that the red antique he was looking for was already in the pot being boiled on the stove.
Dash took out the Antique.
He breathed a sigh of relief when it turned out that the water in the pot had not boiled at all, it felt like whoever put it in the pot and was about to boil it, had only been doing it for a few minutes. Luckily it didn't boil.
"Besides, why are the stones kept? The goal is to boil them so they can be broken using the hammer, who knows if there's gold or other treasure in it!" Thomas said.
"Huh? Did you hammer this thing? I swear it's too much!" Dash said starting to get emotional at his older brother who did anything without permission or told Dash first.
"Ouch, what the heck, it's just chalk after all, right!" Thomas answered while eating the green chili stir-fry meat, which was in front of him.
"Enough, don't fight anymore. Come and eat first!" Said their grandmother trying to mediate between the two of them while offering Dash to have dinner together.
"Next time, if you want to do anything, say and ask permission first! Don't do it on your own! You eat alone, I'm too lazy to eat!" Dash said in a high tone when he saw the innocent expression of his brother.
He kicked the pot that Thomas had used to boil his antiques.
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Dash came out of the house and closed the door loudly, indicating that he was getting emotional for his brother who liked to act presumptuously without thinking.
But it's also true, that even those who go to school may not necessarily have more mature thoughts than those who don't go to school at all.
"Apologize to your brother!?" His grandmother said asking Thomas to regret what he did to Dash.
"No, I don't want to!" Thomas answered briefly and then quickly ate the meat in front of him, then he stood up after he finished putting all the roasted meat into his mouth.
Without saying a word, he went out of the house and left his grandmother alone sitting in the dining room.
Indeed, Thomas's behavior is very different from his young brother, Thomas has a hard and selfish personality, but when he is good he will be very good. But once is a tough person, then he will be tough beyond that.
Dash entered the barn in annoyance holding the red antique in his lap.
He sat on his straw mattress, then looked slowly at the object, stroked it, and then cleaned it of some dirt stuck to the outside of the object.
"What exactly are you? A rock? Or maybe a treasure tube? Or..." Dash hesitated a bit when he wanted to say The next sentence made him somewhat curious about it.
"Or are you an egg that came from the sky and was given to me? Haha!" He said and laughed to himself.
He laughed because he felt strange about himself who suddenly chatted with the inanimate object.
"Oops, let me just sleep hehe, if this is an egg then it will hatch. What kind of egg are you? Is it a lion? Oops, the lion gave birth, didn't it? Hmmm, or is this an alien egg? Or what?" He said while shuddering at the thought that it was an alien egg.
"Hmmm if you are a living thing, then live with me? If only you could talk haha!" He said smiling as he lifted the red antique he was holding, Dash accidentally shook the object and wanted to hear if there was something behind the shell or an oval tube that was similar to Rock's hardness.
He was startled as he shuffled and shook the right—because it looked like there was something inside the antique thing he was holding.
"No-no, it's because I'm just too tired and sleepy. I should just rest!" Dash said, then plopped down on his thatched bed which made him comfortable, because sleeping on that straw was very warm.
He decided to sleep with his antique, which he still didn't know exactly what it was. He embraced it and like incubating the object, to be invited to sleep with him.
That night will be history for Dash because tomorrow he would welcome the morning with a surprise that would make him happy if he felt that way.
Because of his silliness that night, the antique thing he was holding and was in his arms now came alive.
This is a new beginning for the story of Dash Hale who comes from a remote village in the city of Mariana. Because his life will change completely after he wakes up tomorrow morning.
Hopefully, he can take on such a big responsibility because being himself is something that is not easy for many people to do.
But he happily always lived his life full of joy and laughter. Because only then can he hide the pain in his heart that he feels.