The Perfect Art

Episode 1 Introduction

My name is Janaka Catur Haryanto, a Junior High School student who has worked as a dhalang wayang kulit Surakarta style. I have been fighting with puppets since childhood and bouncing from stage to stage, from city to city.

I'm the fourth of six boys, but we're all orphans. We grew up under Grandpa and Uncle and Aunt. We never knew the reason our parents died and we never dared to ask Grandpa or anyone, even if we were orphans all our needs were fulfilled by Grandpa, Uncle and Aunt well.

My first brother, Eko Prastya Haryanto, was the heir to Grandpa's guava garden and restaurant business, so he is now a graduate student at UNS, one of the best universities in town, majored in manegement. My second sister named Andhika Dwi Haryanto is a free and naughty person, she can do anything and go wherever she wants. Why could that be?? Yha because she is Grandpa's dear granddaughter after all she has also worked as a professional photographer with decent results and is married to a good, beautiful and loyal woman. My third brother is a comic and amateur novelist in the city, he's named Wahyu Tri Haryanto. Now my brothers have rarely come home because they are busy with their respective affairs, whereas I am not much different from them because my work requires me to go out of the house and even out of town to reap the rupiah coffers. Actually this job disrupted my childhood and school, to the point that I had to not go to class twice when I was in elementary school because I often did not go in and fell asleep in class during class hours, my pedal teacher decided to transfer me to another school close to his house and go home to him, from then on I was adopted by my teacher. The experience made me sad because I was separated from my sisters and happy because I was free from Grandpa's anger. How not to be scolded if he wished all his grandchildren were smart and intelligent people, but I've messed it up. Competing to be the best for Grandpa was our principle, his grandchildren, so we had to behave as well as we could and as maturely as possible in front of Grandpa, in addition we also have to be class champions and all of our report scores must be A. No wonder Grandpa hated me so much. My sisters are conjoined twins, even though they are still competing for the highest grades and the title of class champion to earn a place in Grandpa's heart.

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