Nagara Nusantara's
Chapter 2: Destination, Kusumajaya
More than two decades ago, the government
the Center runs a reclamation program of remote islands in an effort to
improving the national economy which at that time was in freefall affected by
monetary crisis.
In addition, they also work
in maintaining political stability, the development of new economic foundations, until
provide living space to overcome the problem of population distribution. Consequently,
Kusumajaya became the best result of the program.
The island in the middle of nowhere is
soft prey for entrepreneurs as well as ordinary people who want to find
new opportunities and lives, following the irony of “Living the American Dream”. An
a double-edged sword also peered over the horizon, waiting for the fallen prey
in his death trap.
Kusumajaya also has status
autonomous, separating authority, political system, and legal entity from the state.
With an atmosphere that resembles the urban landscape of Europe, it is not surprising if
there are a lot of mainland migrants coming towards the island
this opportunity. As a result, the island covering an area of 500 square kilometers is now accommodating
more than 200 thousand inhabitants.
Meanwhile, the National Academy
Kusumajaya is a school complex located on the eastern side of the District
Brahwana. Locations mobbed by first-class residential areas make it easy
we're going to find students from rich backgrounds, politicians, politicians,
entrepreneurs, until those who come from abroad.
Fresh meat school that has not
graduating any of these students has a target to compete on a level
internationally, producing quality human resources that can
to save this country from its dark days. Moral, economy, health, health,
politics, education, culture, sports.
That
there was little reason why he chose Kusumajaya before his death to pick him up.
In addition to its strategic location, competition, and great opportunities, it also wanted to
help me find the opportunity to occasionally live with “normal”. Debt
big it's something I have to redeem forever.
…
Black fence wrapped by
the vines guard my left side, separating the pavement from the
the renaissance buildings, contrary to what I went through at the center
town. Through the sidelines of this menacing fence, I found a flower garden,
green maze, sports field, swimming pool, to a small amphitheater. At the
this time, my phone map app voiced itself. I arrived.
Within
searching for the entrance gate, I encountered a row of tall canopied trees protecting the
this double street of solar rage, a bus stop in medieval style, a,
until various shops lined up across the street.
“…”
Black archway
which explains “AKADEMI NASIONAL KUSUMAJAY” appears in between
this high fence line, complete with the figure of a long brown haired woman and
graphite clothes that are leaning on him. Playing with the pen,
repetitive knocking of shoes, until the face murmurs signifies that he is
waiting for someone to come.
“Ah.”
Locking eyes, old lady
25 Years it issued a response that resembles when he dropped
ingredients when cooking. But the surprised expression immediately changed
nods and wry smiles from those pink lipstick-coated lips. Saw
herself, I decided to voice my complaint.
“...What
what are you doing here, Kiki?”
“A-What
you mean ‘what am I doing here’?? Wait for you to come
Dika!”
“By
this weather of human sins? Is Kiki okay there?”
“Hey…
Not so too! Run out for a long time coming. It has come down from his invitation.
Roland makes a walk in Kalimas, fighting two more abusers.
Good the second.”
“...As
Commander-in-chief, I think it would be wise if I were nimble to study the terrain and
the atmosphere around before our battle began. Anyway, it was a mistake
they... Anyway, where is Kochi? I had to disrupt his new position
momentary.”
Through Kiki, I can feel it
reaching for my hand that was pulling this black suitcase, made me come back
stopping step.
“Waiting
back then, Dika.”
“...There
what, Kiki?”
“For
now, call us Mr. Natsuke and Ms. Amanda. Do you understand why?”
So anyway. I think I should
given that from now on, they are the guideline teachers in my eyes. Anyways, anyway,
who wouldn't be surprised if I called my teacher by name
his favorite.
“Sure
just.”
“Really
practicality. Sip.”
Thumbs up, Kiki now
walking led me into the fortress of this school. Turn your head, I
seeing the giant gate closing slowly, separating us from the world
out there.
“E-Emang
you know where Kotaro's office is?”
“No.”
“...Haah.
This kid.”
Seeing that pouty face back
reminds me of the woman Kiki really is. A small gesture that gets irritated easily
it also shows his attention and his timidity. You really are that guy
lucky to have married her.
…
This dark and silent room
reminds me of the setting and atmosphere of the “murder mystery” type story. Curtains
chocolate covered that resist the spill of sunlight, red wall garnet, red wall,
shelves filled with colorful thick books, to antique lights that stand
alone on a large wooden table in the middle of the room.
Beyond that classic furniture, a
the office chair was behind me. Because of the towering and closed backrests, the,
I could not see what was hidden behind it. But I soon.
guessing someone with this habit when I meet him.
“Kochi.”
The chair slowly rotates
revealing a man in a black suit and rectangular glasses who
decorate it, complementing the emo's stature. Smiling at me, 26-year-old man
that year stood up from his chair and immediately walked over to me. It still is
wearing my wedding gift watch on her left hand.
“..Finally
you came. Haha! We met with a problem right away?”
“No
can be helped again. They managed to boil my blood.”
“Even
developed cities like Kusumajaya will not be free from chronic diseases. Seems
‘opportunity’ failed to work in themselves.. Please sit down, commander.”.
Pointing to a leather sofa that leans
in the corner of the room, I allowed myself to take off my luggage,
before sitting comfortably on that padded pad.
“...So,
what do you think?”
“About
Kusumajaya? Interesting enough, but I was surprised by Mr. Supreme's decision to.
elevate yourself as the principal here. You okay, Kochi?”
“I
it's fine Dika. As the principal, I also got a position and
power within the Kusumajaya sphere, especially on the scale of education and cabinetry
the Government of Papa the Great. Although only a dime, it is a good foothold.”
“Oh? That
good for you.”
“...Dan
with him, Kiara will definitely give Dika a lot of tasks here. Huh.”
“Do not
worry... That includes my redemption to Brother Ryo.”
“Why
you didn't ask Sidorova for help? Than alone work?”
“I
they have had a lot of help. There is no reason for them to.
dirtying his hands now because of the task entrusted to me.”
“Enough
fair..Nih, Dika's room key for the dormitory here. You can immediately rest
or surround this Ryo design school.”
“I
will rest in room.”
Standing up from this brown sofa, I
reach back to the suitcase, backpack, and key that hangs on the right hand
Koch. Then, I walked towards the double door of his mysterious room, to
recalling the words that almost disappeared from my mind.
“Room
a good one.”
“Haha…
Thank you, Dika. W-wait! One more!”
“Hm?”
“Congratulations
“...Heh.
Long enough for you to say it, dear Mr. Kotaro.
“Guh…
Disgust hearing it.”
…
Leaving Kochi, I walked towards the dorm building resembling
the antique hotel is located on the north side of the school's main complex. Insofar
on the way, I met various students who were having a picnic under a tree,
fishing on an artificial lake, to practice taekwondo under the shade of a gazebo.
Now I want to know how much
the amount of money they have spent to create this fantasy world. Haaah…
You guys should ask for my help too for this kind of trouble.
Expectations for the interior of the dormitory
this vintage hotel vault is torn apart by the contrast of bright colors as well
various furniture with a modern impression. White brick wall, plant decoration,
paintings and sculptures filled every corner of the lobby. The smell of citrus is also present
attacking my sense of smell.
“Ah!”
“…”
Surprised to see me, one
the woman immediately stood up from the lobby sofa, before prancing with a step
watching him, unique words began to form in my mind.
The reason does not lie in
the reaction, the way of running, as well as the joyous expression wrapped in her nervousness, but a dress
black covering knees and arms, as well as white apron with embellishments and ribbons
red on his collar. Maid costume?
“Uh…
A-Are you... Mr Andika Raylan?”
“...True.
Who are you and what do you mean by this dress? You'll serve me?”
Hearing him, the waiter had eyes
this diamond rewinds itself to bend the body to form
45 Degree angle.. Who is he?
Not many know me
in addition to connections with Kochi, Kiki, Nikita, and Sidorova. Exceedingly
again, this figure was more revealing the impression of an innocent boy who was playing
service with me.
“N-Name
I'm Sylvie Anastasia Halina! From today I will be a personal servant
Mr Raylan!”
“…”
Digesting words that make feathers
as I sat there, I realized the existence of people like him
sweeping the lobby, watering the plants, carrying food trays, and following
the red students. Koch.
You blinded me from the information
vital this. Now I can feel him chuckling with satisfaction from the cave
the bats.
“...T-Master
Raylan?”
Hear pe—Sylvie from the end
consciousness, I found him still holding his bent position. What it isn't
exhausted?
“Sorry…
I'm just a little surprised. Stand, Sylvie.”
“B-Good,
Mr Raylan!”
“What
can you take me to my room?”
“Ready!
With pleasure, Mr Raylan!”
Ignoring this surprise, I had to
thinking of a way to prevent Sylvie's fear of me, especially after
observing a figure who constantly forces himself to issue results
perfect in its performance. In addition, if we ignore relationships that are not
this stable, then he will carry a threat in the future.
…
“I-This is it, Mr Raylan! Room 101!”
*jegleg*
Observing
the contents of the room, I found a design and furniture that resembles the room
4 Star hotel. Private home, flat-screen TV, large mattress, up to
the kitchen I can find in this room. Sylvie came in first
check the bathroom immediately.
“K-This room has shower facilities
and bathtub, both are also available hot water, Mr Raylan!”
Simultaneously
listening to Sylvie, I decided to put my things on the side
the mattress, before standing stretches and sounds these stiff bones. Hm…
I seem to be getting worn out.
“—L-Then on the table is already in the fixture
school, Mr Raylan!”
“…”
“…”
“Hm? Why, Sylvie?”
“Y-Yah—s-I'm just waiting for orders
from Mr Raylan!”
“So? Actually..”
“...I-Yes, Mr Raylan?”
“Sylvie. How old are you?”
“15 years, Mr Raylan!”
Oh?
15 Years is a very young age to embrace a job like this.
Whether the reason was thrown back at him who wanted to seek perfection
in the eyes of the world? Want to help replace the mistakes of the past?
Heh.. Look at the words that come from a figure like me.
“J-Don't worry, Mr Raylan! S-I
I also go to school here! SMA k-class 1A!”
“That's great..
with Sister Dika? Mr. Raylan put us in a very distant position,
while I don't want Sylvie to feel depressed, forced, or even stiff
with me. After all, from tomorrow you will also be my underclassman,
if Sylvie agrees to it.”
“…”
“Sylvie?”
“Ah! M-Sorry, Tu—K-Kak Dika! H-Only
only I never called someone like that.”.
“It's okay.”
I
holding my mouth to inquire about his personal life, like before settling down
and attend school here, and the reason for pursuing this ministry job.
After all, this small advance was better than the previous tension.
“Sylvie.
heavy orders that are exhausting and limit your free time. Better yet, you
must also maintain the condition of the body in offsetting the role as a servant and
students here. What if as a thank you from me, Sylvie can.
using this time to rest?”
“...E-Eh? A-Is not burdensome
W-N-Well??”
“Not at all. Do I have to
writing an official statement about this?”
“T-No need, Brother Dika! But…
T-Thank you very much... S-I will replace it, Brother Dika!”
“Good offer. Please, Sylvie.”
“Good! S-Welcome, Brother Dika!”
“…”
Observing him
leaving the room, I noticed the silence that came back to me.
Lifting the phone, I opened the messaging app to tap a contact's name
pinned to the top position, find it in active mode.
*Tuut**Tuut*
“…”
“Welcome to the Sidorova network,
can anyone help?”
Answered
my call was the voice of a hoarse-sounding female figure. Enough to observe
wall clock, I can deduce that raspy reason without need
questioned it.
“I want to order one Nikita package
Sidorova with the aim of Kusumajaya. Send
note that I will pick him up by myself.”
“Pfft! It is hahaha! Kstati, ksh,
how's the condition there, bro?”
“Pretty interesting. Unfortunately I haven't
can bring you a date in the near future.”
“Do not worry my love. Conforms
procedure, I'll be there in November after everything is resolved.”
“..
leave you, and Sidorova Rezidentsiya.”
“No, Dika..
thank you for wanting to continue with your sister's ideals. That's why I'll
always stand behind you. Thank you, Dika! Love you!”
“Ya tozhe teby lyublyu, th,
Nikita.”
*Tot*
“…”
Shut down
call, I recall the purpose of occupying the island in the middle of nowhere as well
this international school. Like they said, I want to
complete the task entrusted to me.
…
