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