Wanara Project

Chapters 1. Ramah

“Aaaaaaaaa..

Someone's voice screamed.

“A shriek of pain was heard from inside the room. It was the room I had always avoided, the room I never wanted to enter, the room I called the tribulation room.”

July 22, 2031 is the day Rama Ghuntara turns 28. Exactly 1 year Rama has been here and lived stressful days. But Rama is now completely different.

**1 Year before**

Rama is a homeless man who has no place to take shelter from the scorching sun and the cold rain. He just walked around, looking for food, finding shelter and resting. The life that Rama feels is very heavy. Amid the hustle and bustle of the city, rama is a figure that is seen as the garbage of the community. The people looked at Rama with cynical and disgusted gazes as if Rama's presence was merely disturbing the view. Actually, not only Rama, somewhere in the urban corner, there are many homeless people who have the same fate as what is currently experienced by Rama. The scenery is very contrasting, on one side lay magnificent high buildings decorated with beautiful lights. On the other hand, in the corner there, many hut houses that can not even be called as houses. Not a few people there who sleep with only a used cardboard box. A very worried life.

Unlike the other homeless people who choose the urban corner as a place they call ‘home’, Rama chose not to stay in one place. Rama thought that staying there would only increase the heartache he felt and make him worse with his current condition.

Rama walks down the city in search of leftovers he can still eat. Rama never had a fixed eating schedule as most people do, often even Rama had to refrain from eating all day. The food was something very luxurious for her at this moment.

“Waah…. Rice Padang is still a lot left. Looks like tonight I can sleep soundly” exclaimed Rama when he found a packet of rice leftover padang discarded by the owner.

“These people really don't know thank you, they have a lot of money to buy good food, but this food they're wasting. Basic sucks..” Rama continues to babble while spending the rice field.

“Eh... But if they don't waste food like this, I can eat what?” Rama jerks.

“Let's throw away all your good food, kayaaaaaa…. Ha ha ha....!!” Rama laughed out loud followed by the cynical look of people who were passing by to see him acting disgusting.

Rama used to be not a failure, even arguably his life was above average. At a young age, Rama is ambitious and successful. Rama has whatever he wants, a magnificent house, luxury vehicles, the latest generation of sports cars, even at that time Rama has a company with a multi-storey building that is coveted by many people. Rama also had a beautiful wife, the son of his business relationship at the time. Rama is very proud of the achievements he has achieved. Why has his life changed so drastically?

“Fuck... I always sprain when I remember that person. How dare he betray me and make me miserable like this. I'll reply to him someday”

Rama muttered as he continued to enjoy his dinner. Sometimes Rama noticed the urban streets around him. The bustle of the city during the day, seems calm at night.

“Huft... Pasundan, the city looks more beautiful at night. It's just that my life is not as beautiful as this city” thought Rama at the time.

“Woooyy…. What are you doing here…?! Basic useless Trash..!!” Rama heard someone shouting and cursing.

Rama saw a man in uniform with a stocky body preparing to catch him with handcuffs in his hands. It turned out to be the security guard of Pasundan city. Rama was surprised and immediately ran from the place. He ran as fast as lightning down the narrow alleys between the tall buildings. Security guards continued to pursue Rama relentlessly.

“Woooyyy... Fuck, stop you.!!” shouted the security officer.

“Catch me if you can get fat...!!” sahut Rama mocked.

Rama continued running followed by security officers who began to gasp out of breath. Until somewhere, where there is a high iron fence that blocks the road and makes Rama stopped.

“Huh huh huh huh..” security officer out of breath.

“Mampus caught you now” said the security guard with a triumphant smile on his face.

Rama turned around, looking at the security guard with sharp eyes.

“Dream you...!!!” Rama pointed his middle finger at the security guard

while turning around and climbing the iron fence behind him very deftly.

Security officers attempted to arrest Rama before he climbed too high but his attempt failed. Rama managed to pass through the iron fence and jeered the security officers…

“Everything is an avid sport fat!! Ha ha ha...!!!” Rama saunters away leaving security behind an iron fence.

“Awas only, I catch you later son of a bitch…!!! Security guards shouted to Rama while lashing out at the iron fence due to mounting annoyance.

“Nearly I was caught. If the one chasing me wasn't that fat officer, maybe I'd have rotted away in prison. I have to be more careful.” muttered Rama.

“This city is very unfair, rich people out there can live freely. Even if they commit massive corruption, the punishment they get is very light. As for me, here looking for food, but instead chased like I was a classy villain.” Rama continued to mutter with a feeling of annoyance.

“Eh... Did I used to be a bad rich guy too huh?” Rama flinched and remembered his life long ago.

“It seems like I used to be a pretty good person. Maybe even because of that people betrayed me” rama back feeling annoyed.

Rama used to be the owner of a large company with excellent financial conditions even respected by its partners and competitors. But this did not make Rama high-hearted and proud. Rama is a leader who cares deeply about his employees. He is very royal and does not hesitate to do things that are considered trivial just to help others. This makes Rama a figure who is very admired by many parties.

“Hush. Back then yes then, now yes now.” Think Rama.

Rama again moves down the urban streets while occasionally looking at the corner of the alley to find a place to rest. Rama's steps stopped when he saw a leaflet that very caught his attention. The Eye of Rama

it was wide open when I saw the leaflet.

[You Want to Change Your Life?]

That is the writing that makes Rama curious

“What's this Flyer?”

Quickly Rama took the leaflet and read it in more detail,

[You Want to Change Your Life?

Change your life with us.

Limited opportunities, be a part of the people who change destiny

alamaya.

Contact us at Jalan Buntu Number 101.

Grab It Fast]

“This address does not seem far from here.  But what kind of fool would believe

with these kind of things. Hahahaha..” accidentally Rama laughed loudly. Ramah

he also kept the leaflet paper in his pocket.

Rama continued to walk the streets of the city that night, and thankfully Rama also found a piece of leftover bread that could still be eaten.

“This bread is very tasty” murmured while continuing to step foot until finally Rama's step stopped back in a building that was not too big but quite magnificent for him at that time.

[Group Pandawa. Jalan Buntu Number 101]

That's what's on the building's fence wall. Rama was dumbfounded and accidentally dropped the bread he was holding

“Why did I walk here..??!!!”

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Name: Rama Ghuntara

Age: 28 Years Old (July 2031)

Occupation: Homelessness

Stature: Steady body, skin

dull, shabby clothes like a bum (yes yes)

Residence Address: The streets of Pasundan land city

 

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