Mauve Harrison is a 17-year-old small-town girl who has lived a peaceful and simple life. But three days before her eighteenth birthday, her life turned upside down. Mauve meets Nicholas and Sephie, two strangers who bring her one of her life's biggest plot twists. She discovered she can move objects with her mind and is about to become the new ruler of a technologically advanced parallel dimension. Will Mauve continue living her simple perfect life, or will she take the risk and find out what lies ahead a parallel universe she doesn’t even truly believe in?
Lihat lebih banyakLondon, lima tahun yang lalu.
Seorang pria berjalan lesu didampingi pengacaranya memasuki sebuah ruangan di KBRI London. Hari ini, ia akan menandatangi surat perceraian dengan perempuan yang sudah menjadi istrinya selama empat tahun ke belakang. Rasa nyeri di hatinya tak dapat ia tampik begitu saja. Harapan akan pernikahan yang lekang hingga akhir hayat tak terwujud untuknya.
Kedua netra Dirga menatap kosong. Segala kenangan tentang perempuan yang terus saja menatapnya berkelebat tanpa jeda. Viona yang menemaninya melewati masa-masa terberat hidupnya. Viona yang selalu melompat ke pelukannya kala menyambut Dirga sepulang mencari nafkah. Viona yang menyukai kesendirian sewaktu kegelisahan menyapanya. Viona yang ketus saat hatinya terluka. Viona dengan wajah sendunya setiap kali melakukan uji kehamilan. Viona dengan semua masakannya yang memiliki rasa mengerikan, walaupun Dirga terpaksa harus menyantap sebelum tangisan perempuan itu menyapa telinganya. Viona yang segala baik dan buruknya sudah Dirga terima sejak empat tahun yang lalu.
Seorang perwakilan yang mengurus berbagai dokumen perijinan menyerahkan berkas perceraian pada Dirga dan Viona. Dirga tertunduk lesu, pandangannya nanar menatap lembaran dokumen di hadapannya, pun hatinya semakin pilu membayangkan beberapa menit ke depan ia akan resmi menyandang status duda. Sementara wanita di hadapannya masih saja meneteskan air mata, berharap talak yang sudah dilontarkan oleh pria yang sangat dicintainya tak ia teruskan dengan menandatangi berkas perceraian ini.
"Ada yang ingin disampaikan sebelum Bapak dan Ibu menandatangi berkas perceraiannya?" tanya Hadi, sang perwakilan KBRI yang bertanggung jawab pada pertemuan itu.
"Honey... Please, look at me! We still love each other, right? Semua rumah tangga pasti punya masalah masing-masing, tapi bukan berarti cerai adalah jalan keluarnya. Kita pasti bisa melewati ini."
Dirga geram. Semakin ia mendengar suara Viona membela diri, semakin ia membenci keadaan yang menjadi alasan perceraian mereka. Segera, ia membuka map di hadapannya, membaca baris demi baris kalimat yang tersaji di atas kertas putih itu.
Dirga memalingkan wajahnya menatap Ian — sahabat sekaligus pengacara pribadinya. Ian menepuk punggung Dirga lembut, tak mengatakan apapun, pun tak mengangguk ataupun menggeleng. Semua, adalah keputusan mutlak Dirga sendiri tanpa paksaan dan interfensi dari orang lain.
Dirga mengambil penanya. Ketika akan menandatangi berkas itu, Viona berlari ke arahnya, meletakkan tangannya di atas dokumen perpisahan mereka.
"Honey, please... Stop it! I can't live without you. Please...." tangis Viona pilu.
"Kamu mau aku menuntutmu?" tanya Dirga, tajam, geram menahan amarahnya. Tak sedikitpun hatinya iba melihat aliran air mata di wajah Viona.
Viona tergugu, takut melihat kebencian di mata Dirga. Ia menarik tangannya dari berkas itu. Sementara Dirga segera menggoreskan tanda tangannya pada lembar persetujuan.
'Selesai! Selesai sudah pernikahan ini. Welcome solitude!'
Dirga dan Ian tak menunggu apapun. Begitu semua urusan perceraian selesai, mereka segera melangkah pergi, meninggalkan Viona dan perwakilan hukumnya yang hanya bisa terdiam tanpa kata.
"Dirga! Dirga! Please..." panggil Viona seraya berlari kecil mengejar Dirga yang semakin jauh meninggalkannya. Viona meraih lengan mantan suaminya itu tepat ketika Dirga dan Ian melewati pintu keluar KBRI.
Viona berdiri di hadapan Dirga, masih mencengkram lengan Dirga. Hanya derai air mata yang terus mengalir. Dirga pun tak mampu mengendalikan diri, bulir bening pun ikut menetes dari kedua ujung netranya.
Dirga menarik Viona ke dalam pelukannya, erat merengkuh untuk sesaat. Ia melabuhkan kecupan hangat di puncak kepala mantan isterinya itu. Viona memandangnya sendu. Perempuan itu menarik tengkuk Dirga, berjinjit, melabuhkan kecupan di bibir Dirga, yang hanya membuat Dirga semakin terisak. Sakit, terlalu sakit bagi Dirga menerima semua ini. Di saat cintanya pada sang istri sedang begitu berkembang, justru pernikahannya harus kandas dengan cara yang terburuk.
"Kamu benar-benar menghancurkanku Vi..." isak Dirga.
"Honey... I love you. Just you. Please..." tangis Viona lagi.
Dirga mendorong Viona menjauh. Ia menghapus air matanya. Menarik nafas, menahan udara sesaat di paru-parunya, dan menghembuskan udara itu kembali secara perlahan, beberapa kali, berusaha mengendalikan emosinya.
"Jaga dirimu dan kandunganmu!" ucap Dirga tegas.
Dan pria itu pun segera melanjutkan langkahnya, meninggalkan Viona yang semakin tergugu pilu.
“Look at my clothes, I'm not dressed right.” “It’s alright, here take my coat. It'll do it.” His white coat was twice her size, it smells like a fresh dewy morning. Mauve breathes in the heavenly smell as she takes Nicholas’ hand and hopped on the glass board. She tightened her grip on Nicholas’ hand fearing they would lose balance. “See, not too wobbly at all. Are you alright Mauve?” She realizes she has her eyes closed, both of her hands clinging to his arm for dear life. She opens her eyes and sees Nicholas’ face, his eyes up close glisten just like a blue diamond. “Uh-yeah, I suppose”. Nicholas chuckles and holds her waist in response.
“First in order, The grand coronation will be held 10 days from now. Our majesty will have to undergo training with each of the council leaders. Everyone must stick to their prescribed schedule as we are against the clock. Before we proceed, allow me to introduce the council leaders.” Just like what Sephie said, the only thing that Mauve had to do was sit on what feels more like a disco light due to the insane amount of crystals on the golden throne. The council hall is as big as two basketball courts combined. It’s hard to miss the glass ceiling where you can see through the levitating transportation capsules traveling at the speed of light. Mauve hasn't seen the entire Elite yet so far, her socks have been completely off. The pressure of ruling this parallel dimension is starting to build up and only time could tell until Mauve blows ups.
Mauve wakes up in a completely white room with her head dizzy from what felt like a fuzzy dream. Her eyes wander around and spot Nicholas at the corner of her bed. Anger immediately spikes, the last thing she remembered was Nicholas injecting her with a cold substance that who knows what for. Before she fumes red and goes ballistic, Nicholas speaks ahead.“I know you're mad but before you bite my head off, hear me out Mauve. The council leader is about to come in so I suggest you calm down first.” Mauve glowers at him. Soon enough a sharply dressed woman in a similar white ensemble enters the room.“ Good day your majesty, welcome to Elite. I am Danaia Witkinson the council leader, adviser, and in charge of the council. On that note, you and I will be working closely together as we prepare you for your coronat
"We're here,” Nicholas informs once the device light becomes steady. They have arrived in the river nearby. This river goes all the way to their school where she fell down. Mauve wasn’t surprised that it would be the place they would end up in since she has always been fond of the river. She would always visit this part of the river where she practiced archery with her dad. The memory of her dad trying to fish here made her smile because he would always end up with some bass that he would grill for dinner. "What do we do now?" Mauve asks, her hand still warm inside Nicholas' pocket. " We are now in the inbetween. You must use your powers in order to open the portal." Sephie answers as she sets up glowing stones as perimeter along the edge of the river. This is necessary since it's dark and they may accidentally fall into the river. &nb
“ Nicholas, have you ever been in love?” Mauve’s heartbeat could almost pop out of her ear. She badly wants to know but refuses to hear it come out of his mouth. Still, she kept her eyes on his even if she looks like a ripe tomato ready to burst.“ I haven’t … but I might.” Nicholas looks at Mauve who looks like she was relieved off of a heavy frustration.“How about you have you ever been in love?” he asks in return. As Mauve is about to respond, Sephie enters the room and asks how things were going. The tension between the two dissipates while they relay the plan to Sephie.It took them the whole afternoon and evening to patch through any loopholes they thought of in order to make the plan as easy as possible. As
" Are you in a relationship with Sephie?" Mauve spoke directly from her intrigued thoughts. She almost regretted asking the moment it came out of her mouth.Nicholas grins from ear to ear as if Mauve just said a very ridiculous joke." Where did that come from?" He asks, almost laughing." I thought the Eliot and the Astral thing is an endearment of some sort," Mauve admits as she feels her cheeks warm up." You've got the wrong idea. Think of it as rank. At Elite I'm ranked as Eliot, while Sephie is an Astral."" No one explained it to me! Sorry I was just really intrigued. " Mauve looks away trying to hide her face filled w
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