My Role with Young Master

Early Events

Mid September 2020

The most eagerly awaited and happy day when I return to my homeland, Indonesia. A happy laugh enveloped my face because soon I would meet my mother and father who had not seen them in person for a year. I miss my mom and dad very much. This time mom and dad would pick me up at Soekarno Hatta Airport, and I could hardly wait to hug them both.

My name is Kanaya Aurora, people often call me Naya. I am 22 years old who has a height of 165 cm with a normal weight. I am a beautiful and slim girl who in fact many men are interested in liking me.

I am a smart kid. I've always been a general champion in school, so I got a scholarship to study Abroad, and now I've graduated college with the best graduate title at Stanford University.

I was born to a simple family, my father named Harry Kusuma who is a private employee while my mother named Mirandah who is only a housewife with daily cleaning the house, and my mother is a, washing clothes and cooking for my father when I get home from work.

That's why I can only go home once a year because the cost of my life in college is so big, so I don't want to burden mom and dad. But I am grateful that despite living well, our family is very harmonious and happy.

And today I return to Indonesia to bring them a trophy of pride for my mother and father, and live with them back in Jakarta. I am determined to work in Jakarta to help my mother and father and realize my goals to make them happy.

But at once my hope was destroyed because the reality was so heartbreaking and sad, when I heard the news that the taxi my mother and father were riding in had an accident on the road to the airport. I was crying so much.

And what really hurt my heart was that after I got to the hospital, I received word that my mother and father had died on the way to the hospital using an ambulance.

The accident killed three people who were mothers, fathers and taxi drivers. It was purely an accident caused by a drunk driver crashing into a taxi his mother and father were riding in.

I was very curious about the drunkard who had snatched my parents away. I was so upset that I thought, why isn't that drunk driver dead? Why should innocent people be victims? Astagfirullahal'adzim, so selfish I have said badly to the drunk driver. Everything that happens in this world is the will of the Almighty. Nothing is eternal in this world.

Just imagine, how ruined my life has been, I haven't had the chance to meet and show my trophy of achievement to my mother and father and make them happy, but suddenly they have left without saying goodbye to me.

"No, this is impossible. Mother, Father please open your eyes. See this ... Naya brought a trophy for you two. Naya's great, can't you make Mom and Dad proud of Naya's accomplishments?" I unceasingly shook the bodies of mother and father alternately by showing the trophy before them.

I was like a crazy person back then. The two nurses in the mortuary just looked with pity at me.

"Mother, I'll open your eyes, at least once say something to Naya. Naya misses you guys so much. How is Naya without you? Please forgive Naya, hiks... hiks...!" I still can't believe that mom and dad are gone. Again I would not stop shaking my mother and father's body alternately, until one of the nurses stopped the movement of my hand.

"Already Maak, please release both parents, Mbak. They will never bounce back even if they wake them up. Only do'a can Mbak do now and hopefully do'a Mbak get to the deceased and alharmumah both parents, Ma'am!" the nurse said with restraint on my body trying to wake mom and dad back up.

I calmed down a little after hearing the nurse's words, only she could calm me down, so I sat limply on the floor crying and praying in my heart lamenting what was happening.

Honestly, really I regret everything that happened to mom and dad, if I hadn't given my mom and dad permission to pick me up in the first place, maybe the accident would never have happened. But I must, however, let go of my mother and father forever.

At that time, I just realized there was a man wearing neat clothes and black clothes who had been watching me. I don't know who he is and what his purpose is because maybe I think he's the one who just pity Me for this tragedy, so I don't care about that foreign man.

Two days passed, at 08:00 in the morning, I was still sitting at home lazing in bed with my condition in turmoil, until I didn't fulfill the police call about mom and dad's accident.

Shortly afterwards, there was a knock on the door from my house. Slowly the sound of knocking on the door grew louder and I was forced to get out of bed and tidy up my clothes after walking to open the door.

"Excuse me, Miss!" said a man who had stood before me and it turned out that he was the man I saw a few days ago in the hospital and at the funeral of my mother and father.

"You who? Aren't you the one who." I asked the man but suddenly my words were cut off by him.

"I'm Niko's emissary from Mr. Halim, Miss. I'm sorry that we came here to disturb Miss" said the man again very politely.

Soon, four other men all in black were heading towards me with a middle-aged man at the front.

"Aurora Kanaya!" greet the middle-aged man to me.

I was quite shocked when the middle-aged man called my name. Who her? Then why is he so respected by all the men who wear the all-black suit? All those people are so scary to me. Are they loan sharks? Did my mother and father have debts so they would charge me? Oh my God, this is impossible.

But wait a minute, suddenly one more male figure who had just come in a wheelchair appeared towards me. He was a very handsome adult man, although the bandage that was coiled on his head with his face full of bruises and wounds, but his good looks were still very clear in my eyes. But unfortunately, the man's eyes were so sharp as he looked at me and mixed with his sinister face.

"I am so sorry," suddenly the handsome man let out his voice very coldly towards me.

Suddenly I was shocked when the handsome man apologized to me. Did he have any faults with me? Butwhat? I don't know him either. So who is he?

What does this have to do with the middle-aged man? Who exactly are they all?

I am very scared and tired and cannot think well. Over time, my eyes were blurry and my head seemed to float.

"Oh my God, what more trials have you given me?" batinku.

Bruckk

Suddenly I fell unconscious in front of those I did not know at all.

Seriate....