Hastungkara Hotel Blockade

Episode 2.1: The Mastermind of the Year

Indonesia's success began after the election of the ninth president by all Indonesian people through the 2025 election. Mr. ASN or Ajisaka Satrio Nogo or the layman as Pak Aji. Through his efforts he was able to change the life of Indonesia which was very dilapidated at that time. Starting from building the character of the nation to become more disciplined, honest, and tolerant towards others. Until, Indonesia's development strategy is well designed. As a result, in 2030 yesterday, he succeeded in bringing the Indonesian nation into a developed country equivalent to the United States and others.

Now no more scavengers or scavengers running around. So did the street vendors who stopped by their namesake. Make the PP satpol eliminated. They all live well with their families.

So is the layout of the city that was re-dismantled. So that the slum area is not a song found. Almost all the buildings are multi-storey. Of course, all of that aims to balance the number of residences and the number of residents at that time. Now all that looks is a neat and beautiful building in view. More importantly, natural disasters such as floods and landslides are no longer encountered.

Domestic production is also growing, all taken and processed by the state itself to reduce the number of unemployed in 2026 countless. The level of exports increases, on the contrary, the level of imports decreases.

Education should not be asked again. Everything is neatly structured. So that universities in Indonesia are able to score the best and competent graduates in their fields. In fact, many overseas students such as Japan, Australia, America, France, and other developed countries choose schools in Indonesia.

Oh yes, in 2026. Because Indonesia entered in its heyday, Pak ASN ordered to build a monument in the form of a hotel that is now known as the Hastungkara Hotel. Thanks to the hard work of architects, building porters, and many scientists, the hotel can stand gallantly touching the high sky. All the results of Indonesia's efforts are on display there. Almost everything has a point. So the price of renting one room hotel is very expensive. Some of the rooms are occupied by the families of the capital's officials. The rest are rented out to the public at high prices, only billionaires and a few overseas people can rent there. However, the place was never empty. In fact, if you want to rent a room must book three days in advance.

Every year there is also an event in the form of a lottery draw that is followed by all Indonesian citizens. The lottery numbers are based on individual NIK numbers. There are many prizes in this event. For the main prize, which is to stay at the Hastungkara Hotel for a week. This event is an opportunity for ordinary citizens to be able to stay at the hotel. So, every August 27th will be shown the draw starting from seven to nine o'clock in the evening live on all national TV channels.

So is today, exactly a week after Fadil received an offer from the mysterious man. He was no longer worried about being watched. Even so, he had not attached his encounter with the mysterious man to anyone. Especially today is the day of the draw, all the anxiety is more directed at NIK which is read on TV.

"Eh, Ki. I'll go to the bathroom first, okay?" Fadil said it was not strong enough to hold the pee. "nih, my ID card, pay attention too, yes. Who knows I won too."

Kiki grinned, received Fadil KTP. "Ready, Brother."

Fadil quickly walked out of the student room. Well, all the students gathered there to watch the live drawing show on the big TV there. So, the moment he got out of there, the silence immediately ambushed him.

Arriving at the bathroom, he went straight into one of the toilets. He is not used to the problem if you have to pee standing on porcelain ordinary walls (note the author: anyway the place of pee men on the wall. The author doesn't know his name, hehe. If anyone knows, come below). He prefers to pee in the toilet seat that is more comfortable and also closed.

"It looks like it's quiet here." Said a familiar person in Fadil's ear, the voice of his junior who had a boxing test with him two weeks ago. Fadil who has finished his deed raises his legs to the edge of the toilet seat. He does not want to be known.

"Of course, they're all in the student room, right. Fadil that idiot must be there too." Said one who was also familiar in the ears of Fadil, if not wrongly named Eagle. He is also his junior. Fadil fell silent in position and kept emotions in check.

"Well, he's so stupid."

They both laughed.

"Now, your payment. I did not expect, your information in the fourth round was very effective. Especially thanks to the recovery pill."

The eagle laughed happily. "If there's anything call me again, yeah."

His opponents laughed. "Ok, Bro."

"Go, yuk. Smells in here."

So, this is all the Eagle? Fadil said in his heart. Emotions peak. He's not thinking straight. He's straight out of his place. "Wait!" fadil said, smouldering.

"So you told him my weakness? That so?" shouted Fadil furiously. His index hand pointed at the Eagle as close as possible.

The eagle grinned, he looked completely unafraid. "You should've heard it earlier, you idiot."

Fadil got angrier, he pulled the Eagle's collar. "What did you call me!? Huh!?"

The eagle showed an irritating face. Meanwhile, Fadil's only junior escaped. "What did you say!? Huh!?" fadil repeated.

"Why? Deaf? I said you were stupid. YOU MORON!"

Fadil's left-handed punch floated with full force. "Basic bastards! You don't deserve to be in this school."

Bugs!

Eagle's body slammed into the bathroom wall. "Bas a coward!" the Eagles' teasing with a slightly slowed voice the dizzy effect of Fadil's punch. His right hand rests on the edge of the sink. While his left hand held his forehead which poured blood.

Fadil's hand was back in clench and ready to launch a second blow. But, the kite of his left hand came to a halt with a shriek of sound. "Sister, stop!" That's Kiki's voice.

"Eh, the bodyguard's coming. Wanna grab me, okay?" The Eagle's mouth is heating up the Fadil.

"You're there, Ki. I'm gonna finish him here."

Fadil took another blow. However, for the second time, his punch came to a halt in the air. Someone's voice stopped him again. "You two, stop!" That was Mr. Wibowo's voice, behind him was his junior who had run away earlier. "It's the bathroom, not the ring. If you want to fight to the gym there. Choose which martial arts."

The eagle opened his voice first, "Fist, if you dare, we fight boxing now."

Hmh! He deliberately chose boxing, because in the rules should not use the feet. In other words, that martial will was the weakest for Fadil. Moreover, it had only been two weeks of his shoulder rest. But, out of anger, without thinking, Fadil agreed. "Okay, I accept your challenge."

"No, Brother! Don't listen to him."

"Be quiet, Kiki," said Fadil full of anger.

The eagle laughed mockingly. Leaving the bathroom.

"Should be, Brother knows the limits, Brother. Don't force yourself like this." Kiki said as she walked to the gym.

Fadil jolted, "Know what you are about limits, Huh! It's about self-esteem know!"

Kiki.