Wanara Project

Chapters 2. Wanara

“Why did I walk here..??!!!” rama shouted in astonishment.

Rama was really surprised because he had unwittingly reached the place indicated by the leaflet he had just taken. Although Rama thought it was something silly, but it turned out that the legs of the rama seemed to walk without command to the place. It seems that without realizing it Rama was curious about the leaflet and hoped he could change his life as written there.

“Haha stupid, am I so desperate that I have to believe in these kinds of things. No, this is not true.” said Rama.

“Kruyuk...” Rama's stomach reads.

“What is rice field is still not enough to make you quiet?!!” Rama shouted while pointing at his stomach.

“Huft.. I better walk again, it's getting late. I need to get a comfortable rest. Thank goodness I also found food scraps again.” thought Rama.

Tap Tap Tap Tap…

Rama moved his legs a few steps and suddenly Rama fell silent….

“Aaaaa…. I will rest after getting into this damn building....!!!” Rama turned his steps and walked into the building feeling upset.

“This building is very quiet” thought Rama.

“What time do you think it is? Of course very quiet” continued Rama replied to his previous statement.

“About anyone no huh? Do I come back tomorrow morning?” Rama thought as he continued to walk towards a place he considered the main entrance of the building.

Sure enough, the direction that Rama is headed is the main entrance of the Pandawa Group Building. In front of the entrance of the building stood two security men in uniform with faces that looked creepy and unfriendly.

“Security was more like a cold-blooded gangster than security” thought Rama at the time.

Rama approached the security to ask about the leaflets he got.

“Excuse me sir, I...” Rama's words stopped.

“Who are you and what are you coming here for?” One of the security asked Rama firmly and raised the voice a little.

“Why should he be snapping anyway? Is it because I look like a bum huh?” Rama was upset.

Darma, that's the name written on the security uniform. Rama hesitantly shows the leaflets he took to Darma with the intention of getting more information.

“Sorry Mr. Darma, I read as widely as..” Rama's words stopped again

“I understand. Wait a minute!” Darma cuts Rama's words.

Darma moves away from Rama and asks his companion to pay attention to Rama. Darma is like talking to other people through a communication device attached to his ear. Rama was more and more astonished by what was happening in front of his eyes at this time. But Rama tried to stay calm.

Not long after that, Darma came back to Rama.

“Who is your name and where did you get this flyer from?” darma asked with a voice intonation that was a little more comfortable to hear by Rama.

“My name is Rama Ghuntara Pak, and I found this flyer from...” Rama replied as he recounted all the events he had experienced until he found this leaflet.

“I don't care your life story!” answer Darma ketus.

“So you accidentally found this flyer on the street while you were looking for a place to rest? That's the point, right?!” Darma continued his words with a slight annoyance.

“Iya right Mr. Darma.. He he he..” Rama replied with a slight laugh.

Darma sighed and began to speak again…

“Well if so, maybe you are one of the lucky ones. The project for the flyer can only be followed by certain people and with a limited number. I have confirmed, and it turns out there is still 1 quota left to join this project. You are very lucky sir.” Darma explains it briefly with excellent grammar.

“ Rama dumbfounded.

“What is this…? Just now this guy looks like a cold-hearted gangster. But suddenly he became very polite” Rama said in his heart.

Rama still could not say a word to respond to the statement made by Darma. Rama was still quite surprised by such a sudden change in situation. Rama could not think of a single reason that made Darma suddenly behave like that. Especially to people with looks like Rama.

Amidst the silence, Darma continued the conversation…

“If you really want to join, let's follow me. I'll take you to the registration place.” Darma invites Rama into the building.

“Is there a registration fee as well sir?” That was the first question that came to Rama's mind and expressed with a little hesitation to Darma.

“Ha ha ha... Do you look hesitant just because of Mr Rama's registration fee?” Darma laughed at Rama's question.

“Of course sir, do you not see my clothes? Make my meal hard pak” Rama replied with a little embarrassment.

“You do not need to worry about money” problem replied Darma firmly.

“Let's follow me..” continued Darma.

Again Rama was surprised by the answer given by Darma.

“First, this guy is being unfriendly. It suddenly turned out to be very polite after I showed you the flyer I was carrying. Second, I can enter this large building, guided directly by Mr. Darma who does not seem to be ordinary security. The third and most important thing is that there is no registration fee. Gini day where there is free!!” Rama thought and tried to digest the situation that was happening.

“Entah, better now I just follow him first” thought Rama.

Darma enters the building followed by Rama. Darma guided Rama very politely and walked slowly down the hallway of the building. Rama looked to the right and to the left, up and down, watching the entire corner of the building closely.

“It turns out this building is much wider and grander than I thought” thought Rama with great admiration.

Rama continued to follow Darma until he arrived in a hallway that had many doors. Rama looked at the door one by one. Each door has a different label.

“Dasamuka... Anantareja.. Dewabrata... Punakawan.... Brahma... Unique names, but what does it mean?” Rama was curious about the label of the door marker he passed.

Darma's steps stopped and accidentally hit Darma because he was watching the door labels.

“Master Rama, We have reached” said Darma.

Rama was silent for a moment and looked at the door that was in front of him. A large door, although not as big as the other door he has passed, is white with a minimalist design.

“Other doors look so magnificent but why does this door seem ordinary?” Rama was a little disappointed with what he saw.

Rama saw the label on the door

[Vanara]

“Wanara...??” Rama was astonished.

“I do not know the meaning of the word on other door labels. But I know that this means ape…!!! Why should a monkey.??!!” Rama was confused and upset. But Rama tried not to show what he felt in front of Darma.

Carefully Rama asked Darma to be sure…

“Sorry Mr Darma, what is Wanara?” Rama asked Darma hoping to get an answer.

“Staff we inside will answer and explain all your questions. Please enter tuan” replied Darma.

“Why doesn't he just answer..?!” Rama is upset by the answer given by Darma.

Curious in his heart, Rama opened the door and stepped into the room.

“Welcome..”.

Four women in uniform with beautiful makeup lined up along the street as if welcoming a long-awaited guest of honor. Rama was shocked and stunned by what he saw. Rama stood with his mouth open.

“………….”

　

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Wanara in sanksakerta means “Tailed Man Monkey”. This term is very famous to refer to the race of ape man in the epic Ramayana that has a valiant and always curious nature. The term Wanara can also be short for "Wana-nara" where nara means human and wana means living in the forest so that women can also be interpreted as humans living in the forest.

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