Maxime got up from the muddy ground and felt around to make sure that all his body parts were still functioning. The surrounding forest was full of mysterious shadows and the sound of the wind roaring echoed through the tall trees. The night sky is filled with stars giving a little light to the surroundings. Maxime realizes that he has been banished to a place far from civilization and this situation leads him into a greater mystery. In a tense and uncertain situation. Maxime began to explore the dark forest. Among the lush trees, he heard the sounds of night insects and forest animals roaming around. His hesitant steps echoed under the quiet sky.
"Unlucky! They dumped me in the forest! this must be Rafael's doing! I swear under this dark sky. "I will repay Rafael for all his actions," Maxime hissed, gritting his teeth. The dark and lush forest witnessed the anger burning within him.
He grabbed a piece of cloth from his clothes to wrap the wound on his hand. His blood soaked the fabric creating a red trail in the darkness of the forest. Maxime, with eyes full of anger, continued his steps in searching for answers, "Why is this world so unfair! Why do Rafael's plans always go smoothly while I always have bad luck!" he shouted into the night sky.
The frustration and despair echoing through the trees seeped into the forest which was now a silent witness to his inner battle. In the middle of a quiet forest, Maxime reflects on his life's journey, which is heavy with intrigue and uncertainty. Flashes of memories about the Neo company and the conspiracy that befell him flashed through his mind. But among the shadows of darkness there is a flash of determination to find the truth and seek revenge. His hasty steps took Maxime into an increasingly dense forest area. He walked across paths he had never encountered before. Encounter natural obstacles that test his endurance. Meanwhile, the night sky still saw her screams swaying among the forest leaves.
"My stomach is so hungry that it can't hold it anymore, but I have to be strong and look for food in this forest." Maxime saw a clear river, he approached the river and soaked his hands in the cool water. He washed his face which felt full of dust and fatigue. The fresh river water provides a kind of relief amidst difficult circumstances. While pondering, Maxime realized that he still had to look for food to overcome the excruciating hunger. He glanced around the forest looking for any signs of life or signs of food to be found. After walking for a while, Maxime found trees bearing fruit and plants that might be edible. He tried to collect as many fruits and leaves as possible that seemed safe for consumption.
“I'm not sure if these leaves are safe to eat but there's no other choice but to eat these leaves.” Maxime heard the sound of water roaring in the distance. He followed the sound and found a small waterfall that presented a stunning view. Water falling from a cliff produces dew drops that sparkle like jewels. Maxime's tired body began to feel refreshed when he washed his face in the waterfall. It feels as if nature provides coolness and life amidst the remoteness that surrounds it.
“Thank God I have found fruit that is suitable to eat. "Hopefully this can give me energy so that I can be strong enough to face the bitter reality of life that I have to live." Maxime stepped carefully between the shady trees, his eyes hopefully looking for traces of settlements in the middle of the forest. Suddenly he heard footsteps behind him.
"Who is there?" Maxime said tensely.
A man appeared from behind a tree smiling kindly, "My name is Tjoe.
“Hi Tjoe, I'm Maxime! Do you know there is a settlement near here?" Maxime and Tjoe shook hands.
"Sure! Because I live here and will take you to my village," answered Tjoe kindly.
"What do you do Tjoe?" Maxime asked.
"I'm just a tea picker, Max! What do you do? And why are you in that forest?" Tjoe asked curiously.
"Tjoe's a long story, if I told it it would probably take years," said Maxime, smiling to hide the sadness that still lingered in his heart.
"So I can't know your background?" said Tjoe frowning
"Essentially, I am an abandoned child because my father trusted my half-brother more. He slandered me until my father kicked me out," answered Maxime.
"How dare your half-brother," he said.
"Yes, that's how life is in the city, no matter who their half-siblings or siblings are, they are willing to trip up people they consider enemies, no matter who that person is." Maxime sighed.
"It turns out that life in the city is not as fun as I imagined," Tjoe patted Maxime's shoulder and calmed Maxime down.
"Can I not work with you?" Maxime asked hopefully.
"For that I can ask the boss first because I'm just a worker." Maxime came in and rested for a moment in Tjoe's room.
"Are you alone Tjoe?" Maxime asked when he saw Maxime's house which was so quiet.
"Yes, my parents are gone." In a house with dirt floors and wooden walls, Maxime lives with Tjoe. However, in this simple house, Maxime can feel eternal calm. He no longer listened to Rafael's hurtful wordsnd also Neo's words who always compares him to Rafael.
"Luxury doesn't always bring peace and simplicity doesn't always lead to misery. In fact, I feel more comfortable living in this village," Maxime whispered as he felt comfortable.
"Max, wake up! We have to work today! Yesterday I told the boss and he agreed for you to work in his tea garden." Tjoe gets ready for work.
"Really Tjoe?" Maxime said in disbelief.
"Yeah, let's go!" he asked.
"Can I borrow your clothes?" Maxime asked with a pitiful look.
"Can." Rafael gave maxime an old shirt.
"This shirt?" Maxime asked, taking the clothes from Rafael's hand.
"Yeah, I only have a few clothes, Max," said Tjoe.
Maxime felt his breath stop for a moment when the bitter reality invaded his life. He is exposed to a world he never imagined, forcing him to face a reality more complicated than he ever imagined. As a thank you to Tjoe, Maxime always gives Tjoe his wages and leaves ten thousand per day for him to save as provisions when he returns to the city.
"Tjoe! Do you see my money in the cupboard?" Maxime asked.
"Money? I don't know Max, maybe you forgot to save it," answered Tjoe casually.
"I couldn't have forgotten Tjoe! I put it in that cupboard and only you know about it." Maxime explained.
"So you're accusing me?" Tjoe shouted with his hands on his waist.
"It's not like Mal, I was just asking." Maxime felt uncomfortable when he realized that he shouldn't have said that.
"I was good and wanted to accommodate you here for months but this is the reply you gave me, Max!" Tjoe seemed disappointed with Maxime's words.
"Tjoe, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to accuse you. Just forget what I said earlier," said Maxime.
"I want to work!" Tjoe hissed, slapping Maxime's hand away.
Maxime stepped faster to catch up with Tjoe. Anxiety was clearly visible on his face. "I know this sounds strange, but my savings are completely gone and pi-"Tjoe interrupted him, "Maxime, I don't want to hear your excuses. We both work here to support ourselves. Your personal affairs are not my problem."Maxime felt hopeless, but his determination was strong, "But the money is for returning to my hometown... I just need your help to understand what happened."Tjoe slowed his steps, but his gaze remained cold, "I don't have time for your problems, Maxime! It's better to focus on this work."Maxime felt devastated but he didn't give up. He decided to look for answers himself. While hoping for good luck, Maxime explored the tea garden trying to find clues about the whereabouts of his savings.It was getting late in the afternoon, Tjoe and Maxime were allowed to go home from their place of work. However, doubts crept into her mind, "Tjoe is angry, I can't possibly go home when he's sile
Maxime felt torn between the desire to investigate further and the fear of making angry again. The image of Tjoe's firm voice ringing in his mind strengthened his decision to hold back for the time being. Every day when Maxime saw Tjoe engrossed in his game or busy with his personal affairs, his curiosity continued to tempt him. However, Maxime controlled himself to keep his suspicions and anxiety a secret."Tjoe, I want to go to work first," said Maxime."Is it cooked yet?" Tjoe asked."I haven't overslept yet," he answered as he put on his shoes."Not yet? You want to starve me to death?" Tjoe, who had been lying down, immediately stood in front of Maxime.“You can buy it yourself, Tjoe! There are lots of people selling food here so don't be spoiled!" Maxime walked away from Tjoe."Well, where's the money!" Tjoe shouted, blocking Maxime."Money? You also have savings, right? Use them first! I ran out of money to buy rice and toiletries yesterday," said Maxime."It's really stingy,
Maxime, who was hidden behind a tree, watched Rafael with his gallant strides approach Tjoe's house. As Rafael approached the door, Maxime felt the embers of his anger burn hotter. His heart was filled with disbelief as he realized that all of this was just his half-brother Rafael's evil plan.Without hesitation, Maxime stepped out of hiding, his face radiating anger. “Rafael!” he called out in a sharp voice that cut through the silence of the night. Rafael turned around in shock, surprised to see Maxime, who should have left.With a sharp glare, Maxime scolded Rafael, “Was this your plan from the start? Getting Tjoe to blackmail me and deprive me of my job? What are you and Malik planning?" Maxime's eyes radiated a burning rage, like a mountain erupting after a long time of suppression.Rafael, trying to hide his fear, smiled sarcastically. "All of this is part of our plan. You're just a pawn in our game, Maxime. We feel the need to clean up 'nuisances' like you."Maxime, unable to c
Rafael, who was still secretly following Maxime, smiled sarcastically when he saw his half-brother stranded on the street, "Feel what I felt before, Maxime!" Rafael's cell phone rang when he got a call from his father, "Hello, what's wrong, Dad?" "Where are you, Rafael?" Neo asked. "Rafael is at a friend's house to discuss a collaboration with Dad," Rafael answered lying. "What collaboration? Don't carelessly invite incompetent people to collaborate, Rafael, I don't want our company to go bankrupt just because you feel bad for your friend. Business is still business!" he said firmly. "You don't need to worry about that. Rafael is smart, unlike Fat... That's it for now, Dad, Rafael wants to drive." Rafael turned off and threw the cellphone. "Your father called? Why is his face so annoyed?" Tjoe asked. "I'm too lazy to face that old fart, but I have to remain good so I can seize all his treasures," answered Rafael. "You're crazy Raf! Even though your father has given you
Maxime and Grandpa Ernest went out to see what was happening. "Gosh! Grandpa's roof tiles broke again," muttered Grandpa Ernest, looking down tiredly at the sight of his house getting older. "Grandpa's roof tiles often fall like this?" Maxime asked, looking at the roof tiles that were already far away. "This is the condition of Max's old house, we must always be prepared for any damage." Maxime stroked Grandpa Ernest's shoulder to give him strength. "It's okay, the most important thing is that this house can still provide shelter. Pray for Maxime so that one day he can renovate Grandpa's house," said Maxime, smiling bitterly. "Do you want to accompany Grandpa to live in this rickety house, Thur? Even Grandpa's children don't want to come here because they are embarrassed to have poor parents like me," said Grandpa, full of resignation. "Maxime promises to renovate this house after he has a fortune. Grandpa doesn't need to worry. I will always be here to accompany Grandpa," s
Raindrops began to wet the burial site. Fathur pushed Malik out of the way while the residents prepared to continue the funeral. "Come on, sir, help me bury Grandpa Ernest before it rains!" Maxime demanded in a worried tone. Residents who felt sorry for Ernest's grandfather wanted to comply with Maxime's request, ignoring Tjoe's words. Lightning boomed, and the rain poured down. "Luckily the rain came after the funeral was over. Goodbye Grandpa Ernest," said Maxime, still strong in front of the funeral. The residents ran away looking for shade, leaving Maxime with his memories. After being satisfied, praying and apologizing to Grandpa Ernest, Maxime came home with clothes full of mud, "Looks like I have to go home to Grandpa Ernest's house until his son comes to explain, so there are no misunderstandings," said Maxime, looking at his dirty clothes. Arrived at Grandpa Ernest's house. Maxime was pensive and alone with his clothes still wet and muddy. "I think it's okay if I wear Gra
"There's no one! Maybe it's just the leaves rustling!" Maxime returned to the kitchen. In an instant, the fragrant aroma of fried cassava filled the kitchen, making his mouth water. Maxime couldn't wait. He immediately took the cooked cassava and inhaled the warm aroma while smiling with satisfaction. "With a little creativity, this morning will be more special," muttered Maxime, while eating crunchy and tasty cassava as a complement to his hot tea. "Life is delicious if we can be grateful for it," muttered Maxime, feeling incomparable pleasure. "Hopefully, in the future, I can be like a grandfather who is still useful to other people even though his body is gone. Maxime is grateful to have met someone as good as your grandfather," muttered Maxime, stroking Grandpa Ernest's clothes which he was now wearing. As the day wore on, Maxime returned to his activities in the garden. He planted the cut cassava stems one by one with great hope, "Hopefully your cassava will grow well and wil
Tjoe covered his face with his hands as he vomited the contents of his stomach. He panted, trying to hold back the pain and embarrassment. Maxime helped him pull over, trying to defuse the situation, "I have to take you to the hospital right now."However, midway through the journey, the atmosphere became tense. Tjoe suddenly struggled and pushed Maxime with unexpected strength. "Insolent! How dare you snatch him from me!" he muttered in a voice full of disappointment and confusion.Maxime was shocked by the attack, his face filled with confusion and pain from the wound he had just suffered. With mixed feelings of worry and disappointment. Maxime tries to understand what is happening to Tjoe. Even though he was hurt, he still maintained his calm demeanor, "Tjie, I'm not trying to take anything from you. I just want to help you," said Maxime in a trembling voice, trying to penetrate the confusion that was rampant in Tjoe's mind.But Tjoe just looked at him with eyes that radiated despa
Maxime and Tjoe rode their bikes so casually, neither of them realized that danger was lurking around them."Apparently Rafael is that weak!" Tjoe muttered dismissively."Physically he's a bit weak, but when it comes to instigating, don't ask. Even people who just know him will believe what he says," Maxime said."Including me, who believed Rafael too much and ruined our friendship," Tjoe muttered.Suddenly Maxime's motorcycle was hit by a car from behind and they both fell down."Damn, do they have no eyes to hit us on the side of the road?" grumbled Tjoe."Patience Tjoe, we mustn't be provoked by emotions, the brakes might fail," said Maxime.Maxime and Tjoe got up and brought their bikes to the side, but Rafael's men got out of their car and beat Maxime up. Tjoe tried to help Maxime, but the enemy's numbers and strength were greater. Within minutes Maxime and Tjoe were lying on the ground, in pain and helpless."We'll take them now!" said one of the men. The semi-conscious Maxime a
Maxime returned to Neo's rented house to avenge his mother's pain on Neo. With his heart still filled with anger and resentment, he walked with firm steps towards the door. However, when he opened the door, Maxime was shocked and disgusted. Neo's body lay limply on the floor, covered in maggots and a pungent stench.Maxime's tears broke out seeing his father's terrible condition. All resentment and hatred instantly vanished, replaced by regret and deep sadness. "Dad..." he whispered bitterly. Carefully, he approached Neo and embraced his frail body."Tjoe used to come here to bring food and bathe Dad, but he hasn't come for a week now," Neo said in a weak and pained voice.Maxime's tears continued to flow as he carried his father's body to the bathroom. Lovingly, he cleaned Neo's body of disgusting dirt and maggots. Every time his hands touched his father's skin, Maxime felt a deep sense of guilt. "I'm sorry, Dad," he said repeatedly between sobs.After cleaning Neo's body, Maxime lai
Maxime stood transfixed, his feelings mixed. How could Rafael be his biological brother? This thought made him angry and disappointed with his father, Neo, whom he had considered a role model.With heavy steps, Maxime headed home. Arriving home, he immediately looked for Neo who was sitting in the living room reading the newspaper."Neo," Maxime called out firmly, without the usual "Dad" greeting. Neo lowered his newspaper and looked at Maxime with a furrowed brow."What's wrong, Max?" he asked."Is it true that Rafael is your biological son?" Maxime asked directly, without preamble. His voice shook between anger and sadness.Neo was silent for a moment. "Who told you?" he asked slowly."Just answer, is it true?" Maxime insisted.Neo took a deep breath. "Yes, it's true. But it happened before your mom died. I didn't know how to tell you..."Maxime felt like the world was crumbling. Without another word, he turned around and ran out of the house. He sped up his bike, heading for the pl
In the chaos, her father managed to remove the cloth gagging her mouth and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Help!!!" His desperate voice echoed, breaking the silence of the night and waking up the previously sleeping citizens.Maxime, who was lying on the floor with bruises on his face, heard his father's cry. His spirits rose instantly, replacing the pain in his body. With what was left of his strength, he got up slowly, trying to resist the dizziness that blurred his vision. He knew that he had to act quickly.Outside, the cries had aroused the residents' concern. One by one, the house lights began to come on, and within minutes, a crowd of people flocked to Maxime's house. They carried torches, sticks, and anything else they could use to protect themselves. The villagers knew very well that tonight they had to unite against the incoming threat.Rafael's men, who initially felt superior and untouchable, now began to panic at the wave of people approaching with determination. They r
That evening, after a long day, Maxime and his father sat in their small living room. A warm and loving atmosphere filled the room. Suddenly, there was a loud knock on the door. Maxime got up, feeling a little uneasy. As he opened the door, he was surprised to see Rafael standing in the doorway."Rafael?" asked Maxime in a hesitant voice. "What are you doing here?"Rafael stepped in uninvited, his eyes sweeping the room quickly before finally looking at Maxime and their father. "I heard that Dad can talk again," he said in a flat tone. "I wanted to see for myself."Maxime felt the tension rising. "Yes, Dad is recovering," he replied carefully. "But why did you come all of a sudden?"Rafael looked at their father who looked awkward in his bed. "I just wanted to make sure that all this was right. And also, I wanted to know what your next plan was."Maxime let out a long breath. "Rafael, we're just trying our best for Dad. I'm working hard to make sure he gets the care he deserves."Rafa
Maxime nodded, wiping away his tears. "Yes, I'm Maxime.""There's someone who'd like to see you," the nurse said, pointing at an elderly man walking slowly towards them. Maxime recognized the man as Pak Budi, an old acquaintance of his family."Maxime," Mr. Budi greeted him in a husky yet warm voice."I heard about your father's condition. I came to see if there was anything I could do to help." Maxime was surprised and relieved at the same time."Mr. Budi, I'm very grateful. Our situation is very difficult right now. "Mr. Budi smiled wisely."I know, my son. Your father was a good friend of mine for many years. Although we don't always agree, I can't let him suffer without trying to help."Mr. Budi then took out an envelope from his jacket and handed it to Maxime."It's not a big amount, but I hope it can help a little." Maxime opened the envelope and found some money inside. Maxime's eyes filled with tears again, this time not from sadness, but from emotion and gratitude."Thank you
Without thinking, Maxime broke down the door with all his might. The door opened with a loud bang, and Maxime immediately saw his father lying on the floor, looking weak and helpless. "Dad!" Maxime shrieked, running over and kneeling beside his father. "What happened? Dad, please wake up!"Rafael stood in the corner of the room, looking confused and indifferent. "She's fine, Max. Don't overdo it."Maxime looked at Rafael with eyes full of anger. "Don't you see? Dad is in pain! Why are you silent?"Rafael shrugged in a nonchalant manner. "She's always like that, Max. It's no big deal. She just needs to rest."Maxime couldn't contain his emotions anymore. "You don't care at all, Rafael! Dad needs help, and you're just standing there? What's really going on here?"Rafael stepped forward, his face showing no less fury. "Don't blame me, Max. This is all because of your selfish decision. You didn't want to help us the easy way. If only you'd let me work at the cafe, things wouldn't have got
"Rafael, I don't think I can involve you in my cafe," Maxime said quietly, trying to keep his composure."What do you mean, Max?" asked Rafael, his face showing confusion."I was going to tell you to work at my cafe, but Tjoe didn't agree with that," Maxime said, his voice firm but regretful.Rafael was silent for a moment, then his eyes lit up with disappointment. "So you'd take Tjoe's word over helping your own brother?" he asked bitterly.Maxime sighed heavily. "Rafael, this isn't about choosing Tjoe or you. It's about keeping our cafe that we've worked so hard to build. I can't take a risk that could destroy it all."Rafael smiled bitterly, nodding slowly. "I understand, Max. Maybe you're right. I'm the one who always brings trouble. I don't want to trouble you further."Maxime felt a wave of pain when he saw Rafael's expression. "Rafael, wait. It's not about being troublesome or not. We can find other ways to help you."But Rafael had already decided. "No need, Max. I'll just lea
Maxime quickened his pace, following the footsteps of Rafael who moved quickly between the cafe tables. His heart was full of suspicion and anger."Rafael!" she exclaimed when she managed to get close to the figure. Rafael turned around, looking surprised and worried."Maxime, wait a minute," Rafael pleaded, hands raised as if asking for mercy. "I know you're angry, but listen to me for a second."Maxime crossed his arms over his chest, his gaze sharp. "You think I'll trust you again after everything that happened?"Rafael bowed his head, his voice trembling. "I'm sorry, Maxime. Really, I don't know what to do anymore." He let out a long breath, looking very desperate. "I'm broke. The business I thought was going to work turned out to ruin everything. Dad... our father now has to live under a bridge because of me."Maxime frowned, slightly loosening his defensive stance. "Our father? How can that be?""After all the failed investments, we lost everything," Rafael continued in a hoarse