EIGHT TARGETS

1. Early on

“Why did everything become like this? Get up Dios.  Sorry... Sorry... All this is my fault.”  In that dark room, a young man shed tears with regret. 

Beside him, lay the withered of a young man of his age, infused in the hospital equipment frame. 

Silent atmosphere.  Only the ticktock sound of the heart rate reader equipment was heard.

The sound of shoe steps suddenly broke that silence.  A girl who also looked the same age as the young man approached him.  The girl placed her hand on the young man's shoulder while looking at him with worry. 

“Young Master, it's time you go home.  You have to take care of your health."  Said the girl.

He is Kaiser Dewantara. The figure who was called as the young master by the girl, the third generation main heir candidate of Dewantara Group.

“Oh, you're apparently Agni." 

It is Agni Permata. The figure of the girl who was always loyal accompanied Kaiser as his reliable assistant.

"Look, how can there be a group of people who can so steadfastly persecute such kind-hearted orphans.  Even until his life was almost lost, they were only sentenced to house arrest for 2 years.  Is that fair?  Why does the law so differently treat people between the powerful and the non-powerful?” 

And he is Dios. The figure of the young man lying withered in the hospital after experiencing a bitter bullying event by a group of royal children 2 years ago during his Junior High School about the assessment of those who felt Dios came from low caste, inappropriate for a school with them.

“Young Master, even with the power of your family, it is still difficult to touch them.”

“Is that?” 

Unfortunately, although Kaiser is also born with the power of royal children who have bullied the Dios, political intrigue and public views limit his movement in protecting his best friend.

“I'm actually angry too, but, if Young Master is also hurt, who else will take care of us.  So, I hope Young Master can take better care of your health.” 

But Kaiser is not alone. There are those who continue to support it in the struggle to eliminate the injustice of the absurd caste system of differences.

Kaiser looked at Agni. He also rubbed the girl's head while giving a smile like her prince.

“Take it easy.  Everything's gonna be okay." Lirih Kaiser with a meaningful look.

"So, what about their movements?" Kaiser asked his loyal assistant.

“It... They were eventually released from house arrest.  Silva has returned to Jakarta and maybe soon Araka will follow.” 

“6 Of the 7 bullies had apparently arrived in the city.  We need to be extra careful.  Tightening hospital care.  Make sure neither they nor their people no one comes near the hospital." 

“Ready, Young Master.” Agni also answered.

Kaiser rests himself on the chair while pressing both hands with the back of his head. His blue eyes then suddenly shone brightly. Kaiser tries to control his anger.

In the midst of that, Kaiser muttered, too, 

[Really! If they could, someone like them would rather die!]

***

Elsewhere, 5 out of 8 bullies a young man named Dios gathered in a luxury bar. 

The smell of beer is very stinging, cigarette smoke is thick, accompanied by young men who feast while dancing with loud music can be felt when first entering the bar. 

But deep inside, there was a special VIP room that a single sound could not penetrate into.  That's where the bullies gather.

“Ah, if Araka and Dirga also join us, surely the atmosphere will be more pleasant.  But more important than that.. Hey, is that okay? You were publicly sentenced to house arrest, but all this time you left home and roamed freely abroad.” 

Said a girl with a thin stature with her eccentric red fashionable hat and millennial-style clothes between them. 

“What should I fear when all media is under the control of your mother's company.  Isn't that right, Rihana?” 

Answer another girl among them with a high posture and ideal proportions like a model. 

“Exactly!  Then, Silva, can you ask your father and mother to donate more funds to our company?  That way, everything will go much smoother.  You know, there is still one TV broadcasting company that has not been under the control of the group.” 

The skinny girl called Rihana immediately expressed her wish.

“Ah, the company belongs to the family of that person yes.” 

Said the model girl called Silva while propping up her chin.  His eyes narrowed even more into a cynical look that looked like a snake thinking about how to swallow its prey round and round.

“Excuse me, here's the drink.” A male servant approached them.

It looks like the waiter is only wearing a boxer that is very short so that the ideal body proportions with six packs can be seen clearly. The man's waiter placed their ordered alcohol on the table.

“Ah, Mas, your body is good too.”  Silva said as he fumbled at the servant's body with the tip of his index finger. 

“Hei Silva, you better stop.  Look Tirta's face is like a cooked tomato about to break.  Hahahaha!” Said a young man wearing a nyentric ring accompanied by a loud laugh. 

Hearing the ridicule, Silva finally told the young man to leave with a frown. He then looked at the young man called Tirta.

"You jealous?" Silva asked Tirta.

"No really. Aleka herself drew the conclusion." Tirta answered with a reddened face while turning her eyes away as if she did not dare to look at Silva.

"Oh." Silva stared at Tirta long enough as if trying to read his expression.

However, instead of the gaze of a lover he showed, Silva seemed to look more at Tirta like his slave.

Tirta also ventured to look at Silva then tried to say,

"Nil..."

“So, how will you move?  It has been 2 years since that incident.  The media crew has been silent and people have started to forget the incident for sure.”

Not yet had Tirta revealed what he wanted to say, another young man immediately cut him off with a question while looking straight into Silva's eyes.

Because the moment that was missed, it seemed that Tirta who was about to say something, finally canceled it. The corner of the young man's mouth that cut through Tirta's conversation twitched in satisfaction. Apparently, he deliberately did not let Tirta comment.

Silva did not have time to answer, Rihana immediately cut it, “We can not act rashly because the person is protected by the Young Master of the Group.”

The young man then smiled cynically and turned his gaze to Rihana.  “You said that, but you must have had your own steps.  That's how a cunning person like you acts.” 

“Enak just said I was sneaky.  But well, you're not wrong either, Riandra. I actually found an interesting fact. Let's just wait for the news to come out tomorrow.  This will not only drop Kaiser's name, but it will also make netizens hate Dios." 

Rihana's smile then grew wider which was actually very harmonious with her sex lips. He smiled as he stared intensely at the young man who asked him which he called Riandra.

He continued, too,

"And the netizens who used to blaspheme us for bullying him will turn 180 degrees will actually praise us for beating criminals like him.  Well, I'm so impatient to see the suffering face of Young Master Kaiser.  I wanted to see her sexy handsome face shrouded in an aura of despair.  Nyams! Definitely a pleasure.” 

Rihana said while licking his upper lip as if he was enjoying a very delicious dish. 

Riandra who heard that just smiled as if she could not wait to enjoy the surprise. 

Almost the same expression was shown by everyone in the room, except for Tirta who was just downcast as if scared.  His two trembling hands tightly clenched his pants.

Thus the wicked plan was revealed in a room containing the five of them.  No, exactly eight people, a male servant, a female servant, and an old grandfather who was a brewer of alcohol. 

***

The next day, news emerged.

At that time, Kaiser who was about to leave the house to go to school was intercepted by his grandfather. 

“My dear granddaughter, today you do not need to go to school, just play with grandpa.  Grandpa is lonely at home.  Hiks...Hiks..” With cute behavior, The Grandpa sulks to his grandson. 

“Not to worry Cake, I'm fine.” 

“So you already know yes.” Grandfather's expression suddenly changed.

“Yes, it seems they started moving.” 

“Let Grandpa protect this dear grandson of mine.  Muah...Muah..” Reply The Grandfather who returned with a distinctive expression of his cherry while wanting to hug and kiss his grandson. 

Kaiser swiftly held back his grandfather before embracing him.  “Stop, Cake! I'm a big boy after all.” 

“Hiks...Hiks.. Grandpa's grandson is no longer cute.” Grandpa said it while acting funny imitating Japanese idol girls who were popular.

“Yes, geez, Cake! Until whenever Grandpa is Kaiser's dearest grandfather.  Pride Kaiser.” Even with a sharp tone, but can feel tenderness in Kaiser's sincere speech to his grandfather. 

At the end of his sentence, Kaiser throws a princely smile that makes anyone who sees it will be hypnotized by its beauty, whether it is a woman or a man. 

“But well, thanks to Grandpa, this news was soon put to rest before circulating more widely.” 

“But however, the news has briefly appeared in the Fajr News.  Grandpa was afraid at school you'd be bullied.  Today you do not need to go to school until this problem subsides.” Said the Grandfather with a worried tone.

Kaiser picked up one of the imprints of the newspaper that had been canceled lying on the table and read it.  “A third generation heir of the Dewantara Group who survived the kidnapping case at TK Bela Negara with two classmates initialed A.P. and D. after seizing the kidnapper's gun and firing it into the kidnapper's chest.”.

“Grandfather don't worry.  My friends at school are all well.  Our friendship is stronger than Grandpa thought.  It is precisely by laughing and staying as usual, it will be a more painful blow for them, whoever planned this.”  Kaiser said with a bright smile.