Chapter: 1

The gray clouds in the sky start to scatter, letting the sunshines out. Somewhere, in the middle of a forest, situated in the little Kingdom called Crocus, there's a boy around his seventeen lying in the ground with his two hands crossed behind his head.

After the storm last night, a few droplets of water still hung amid the grass, damping the boy dirty and worn out clothes. His golden eyes are stuck on the sky above him. The fresh breeze is swaying his wavy and messy blond hair. His fair skin is covered with dust.

His stomach rumbles, he sighs, " I'm hungry. . ."

He stands up and walks nonchalantly toward the half ruined wooden house, with his crossed hand still behind his head.

He enters. Moss's growing in the walls. The wet woods give off a musty smell. There's a pot in the corner of the house. Inside it, There's still some mashed sweet potatoes he cooked last night. He's about to reheat it but then he noticed the firewoods are wet as well. Cannot light the fire, he pours the sweet potatoes in a bowl. He side sits on the ground and starts eating.

As far as he can remember, he's been living alone. He doesn't have any family or friends. When he was a child, no one cuddled him when he cried from fearing the dark. No one was there to take care of him when he was sick.

But not even once Kaya thought of trying to find his parents. For him, if they're still alive, they abandoned him so why would he bother himself finding people who don't even like him?

He only want to survive.As he grows up, he even started to forget his own name. When he reaches twelve years old he named himself Kaya* in the hope of having a better life.

( A/N: Kaya means rich in indonesian language )

Kaya puts the empty bowl on the ground, 'Let's work now '

Using his shirt sleeve, he wipes his mouth then leaves.

As he keeps walking, he starts to hear footsteps and chatters. He's no longer surrounded by trees. In his bare feet, he walks in the street, avoiding the bunches of people.

He looks at the beautiful houses in the sides of the street, he can't help to hope, 'One Day, I'll live in a house like that! '

Kaya bumps into someone. Without waisting time, he apologies, " I'm sorr___"

[ SPLASH ]

He falls into a puddle. The man he bumped to pushed him. Some people stopped by to see what's going on.

Furious, the man yells, " Watch where are you walking, you cockroach!!! "

Kaya keeps his head down, " I'm sorry, sir! "

The man clenched his teeth-, wipes his navy blue suit, still complaining that Kaya ruined his cloths.

Once the man gone, the people who were watching continue their walks as if nothing happen.

Kaya is still in the ground. His pant is soaked, " . . . "

He opens his clenched fist. There's a small coin purse he's holding in the palm of his hand. He discretly opens it.

His eyes widen as he looks inside it, 'Three gold coins!? '

He grins, 'That man has a lot on his pocket . . . No wonder he seemed so full of himself!'

He stands up, and then walks before him with a smile, thinking that everything went well. What Kaya doesn't know is that there's someone who's watching him from a balcony.

It's a man around his fifty. He's bald and his skin is lightly tanned. His narrow brown eyes are following Kaya who disappears in the crowd. Using his index and middle finger, he takes off the cigarette he's been holding in his mouth.

He puffs out the cigarette smoke, " He'll be great "

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