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I can't sleep without a song. A quiet place isn't my place. At least, I need a sound of something to keep myself from waking up suddenly, and sounds of someone talking or very noisy atmosphere aren't my things too. "I love the sound of the water." I look at my friend. Dinda is smiling calmly. The water's sound is indeed calming down my heart. I agreed by smiling and closing my eyes. "We don't need any ASMR any more." I laughed. When I open my eyes, I remember. Here we are, in a tourist village named Kampung Flory. Our number 1 priority is to do our task and discuss everything about it. But the first thing I did was lay down and close my eyes. For the first time since my trauma, I can sleep peacefully without any song and ASMR. Usually, I need at least an hour to choose which song/ASMR to accompany me sleeping. It costs me quiet lots of energy. The result is, I can't even wake up properly in the morning. Most of the time. We're sitting in a gazebo near a river. Across the river is an interesting colourful playground, which I never got my chance to go there. Some people walking around our gazebo. Talking and sometimes laughing with their company. Some other people are enjoying their food and looks like discussing something. Now I wonder if this place is a magical world, where people will be happy while they're here. Yogyakarta is my number 1 favourite city in Indonesia so far. No wonder Kampung Flory can be a magical world for anyone. I can even see some people sit calmly and let their feet eaten by Garra rufa fishes. Two or three children running playfully without making their parents worry. A group of Mums playing a game for their event. And the other activities that can't be said one by one. When I rise from my position, I can see Dinda is already open her book. I copied her. I read a novel and let the sound accompanying me. This live ASMR helps me to focused more on reading. Never in my life I can read this calmly before. But I remember we have a task to do. That's why we're here. "We should get to work," I thought to myself. We begin our work by no words from each other. We're still too mesmerised by the place. This place made us regret for not coming early in the morning. I overcome my trauma. I can read very calmly. I call this place a magical world. By sighing slowly, I look up at Dinda. She looks at me too. "Now this is my time to ask, 'Can this place become our home?'" Then we realise time will never stop. In the end, we will leave this magical world. We're promise to ourselves, we'll come here again someday.