Luccane
Chapter 7: The Miraculous Journey

"I can do anything you want, you just have to say it" Luccane said with a smile filled with mystery.

My curiosity back up, felt much stronger than usual to make me look at the super duper-colored ghost was fixed.

"You're not kidding, are you?" I hesitated, raising one of my eyebrows.

Luccane shrugged both of his shoulders indifferently.

"even if you want I can prove it to you right now."

My stomach feels heartburn but not heartburn in general, tingled to hear Luccane's words that seemed to challenge the height of my curiosity at this time.

My blood rippled as Luccane clenched my wrist while looking at me so gently.

"do you want to see it now? it looks like 'that' would be a lot more fun than sleeping all day."

Without a second thought I nodded, Luccane's smile turned.

"later close your eyes for a moment."

For the next second I felt a very cool wind blowing on my face, making my eyes feel very sleepy.

But at the same time I felt like Luccane's palm was pulling something out of my crown.

"Well, you can open your eyes now" Luccane said.

Suddenly the drowsiness that could whack both my eyelids instantly disappeared. I looked around, finding a sight that was a hundred and eighty degrees different from the one I had seen before.

"Where are we, Luccane?!" manya panic.

"Didn't you want to see the atmosphere in colonial times?" Luccane asked back.

"But why are we all here?"

Luccane pointed towards his front, right behind my back.

"we're on a residual energy portal, you can simply call it my memory world when I was alive."

I circulated the view along with Luccane's explanation which fortunately sounded simpler and easier for me to understand. If you look around I am in my house but in a much different time order.

The furniture and layout of the room in this house looks very different, looks vintage with a variety of classic and luxurious teak furniture. Even until the curtains of this house was golden yellow, so luxurious describes well the social status of the homeowner.

Even more miraculously, my body and Luccane looked almost as transparent as the air around us. The sound of Dutch songs seemed to flow melodiously from a gramophone in the corner of the room made me believe that I was in another realm.

"Well, Miss Vishabea let's start our first Time Travel Tour" Luccane said enthusiastically, gently pulling my hand to follow in her footsteps.

"Before showing the life of the people outside, I must show all corners of this house first" Luccane said as he led me deeper into the house.

"If this is Papa's office," Luccane turned to the first room not far from the living room.

The room could not be opened now because it was locked by the owner of the house, but at this time I could see a work desk made of teak wood with a large luxurious chair.

A stack of documents also appears to decorate the rectangular table, in some corners of the room there is a photo of the Luccane family but unfortunately I can not see the faces of both parents Luccane clearly.

The house also looks quite crowded, many servants passing by to complete various household chores. If you have seen it yourself like this, I am sure that Luccane is not from a careless family.

After feeling quite a look around, Luccane took me deeper into the house.

"the door on the left is my room, the one on the right that you now use as your room is my parents' room."

I nodded, enjoying with awe the magical journey that I had only been able to get a picture of from the movie.

Arriving in the kitchen, I didn't see much difference. It's just that the kitchen I now use uses more modern furniture. Starting from the color of wall paint, floor to the layout of the dish cabinet and cabinet is completely unchanged.

In the back yard, in, clearly I could see a beautiful European-faced woman in a light blue dress typical of the colonial era seemed busy sweeping the dry leaves that fell from a large tree at the end of the yard that until now still exists.

The sound of the broomstick that the girl used sounded so loud, it grew louder and louder until finally my vision completely darkened.

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I glanced at the eyes slowly, getting used to the light entering the retina of my eyes.

What the hell's going on? Why am I in my room? So all of those events were just dreams? But why does it feel so real?

Sensing something strange, my eyes circled all corners of the room to find Luccane. I need to know what all this means, only he can explain it to me.

"Are you awake?"

I was shocked to hear Luccane's voice suddenly popping through the wall of my room without excuse.

"Looks like you really wanted to make me die of a heart attack huh, Luccane!"

Hearing my chatter, the handsome ghost grimaced.

"that's not it, I'm really worried about you."

"Then please explain everything to me plainly," I demanded as I searched every inch of Luccane's face which unfortunately really had good looks beyond reason.

"What should I explain?" asked Luccane with his sinless face.

"Explain in detail what happened or will I perform an exorcism ritual to exorcise you?" threats I don't want to have to throw.

Luccane shuddered in horror. "alright, all right! but promise me you won't do the exorcism."

I nodded steadily. "deal!"

"That was not a dream. I'm actually taking you across the time limit with the special abilities I have. But unfortunately the time of use when limited," said Luccane with a serious facial water.

"You could suddenly pass out like that, because of the side effects" Luccane added.

My eyes were wide in disbelief. "so I can make a magical journey into the past, Luccane?"

"Can with my help. In addition to being an intermediary I also have to take care of you during doing so, because there could be someone or something that realizes your existence and then makes you wretched," Luccane explained still with serious highlight.

"But by the way, who is that girl in the light blue dress? why is he there?" I asked who was curious about the figure of a beautiful Dutch woman who had attracted my attention earlier.

"She's Dorothy, one of my cousin's sisters who also lived in this house. He was forced to come all the way from the Netherlands by boat for more than three months just to marry one of the VOC officials following the advice of the government," luccane brightly with his distinctive soft voice but somehow this time it sounded so sad.

"Get the ship for more than three months?"

"Yes. In the past all Dutch people always traveled long distances using the sea route. Either to deliver agricultural commodities or to take people."

Again I gained new knowledge.

"then did Dorothy really marry that man?"

"Yes. It was a sad political marriage. At that time people with high positions married solely to make their business or position more powerful," Luccane explained.

"If you were still alive, would you have done such a wedding as well?" I asked out of curiosity.

Luccane smiled sweetly. "i'd rather die and meet you like this than have to have a miserable marriage."