ADILAGES
SOLARA 1'S
Strength should be directly proportional to devotion.
“Doctor Hamzah! He's in here!” shouted a thick mustachioed fat man who looked impatient while pointing into a very dull and simple house.
What he called was a woman. While running in a hurry, Doctor Yvonne Hamzah's extremely long and choppy hair fluttered as if blown by a strong wind. He wore a blouse and a long white coat like a doctor in general, but it was his jeans and boots that helped him move more agilely in the village on Samosir Island, in the middle of Lake Toba, This North Sumatra.
Forced to let go of courtesy, Yvonne stepped into the house, directly standing near an old man who was lying weakly on the bed. While removing the equipment from his doctor's bag, Yvonne's sneakers listened to the delivery man complain about the time he returned his broken bread basket to the salesman, the old man. Then suddenly the old man had a heart attack. The man called the doctor, then threatened the doctor not to happen what he did not want.
Yvonne ignored the man, put his stethoscope on his ear and chest and began to check on the condition of the old man.
Suddenly the old man said softly, “Free, ma'am doctor..my time has come... to leave... this world..”.
The stethoscope on the old man's chest was lifted, and Yvonne shook her head. “Bapak's right. Do you have family or relatives who can be contacted?”
“Not... I live a kara. My life is a poor one, but I have.. one important legacy that... all this time I keep... and now I give it to you.”.
Yvonne stretched out her palm. “Lho, why me? It's okay, sir. I'm a government-paid doctor, you don't have to pay me..”.
“But this.. should!” The voice of the old man was forced to rise. Then he pointed to the side of his bed while holding out an iron key. “Open a crate... there it is.”
Still wondering, Yvonne grabbed the key and opened the designated crate. “There are earrings... and whips there..take it,” said the old man. Indeed, there were only two of them in the crate, so Yvonne took both of them.
Suddenly the pair of diamond earrings and the whip glowed golden and bright, like the sun shining in both hands of Yvonne. The woman's eyes were astonished.
On the other hand, a thin smile was reflected on the lips of the old man. “Rupanya right.. prophecy....my predecessor...”.
“What does father mean?” ask the doctor.
“A mysterious old man.. came from Java. On the eve of his death, he gave up these two treasures. He said. when a match.. before death, I too. will meet.the true heir of the Samandiman Whip and the Diwangkara Earring. belongs to the Klana King Suwandhana. Now... the prophecy was realized. and finally... I can go home quietly..”.
“Wait, strengthen yourself, old man!” yvonne exclaimed while holding the old man's hand. There is too much to ask and not understand people who are always struggling with science and are very lay in this magical realm.
As if knowing the purpose of this successor, the old man continued to say, “Tenanglah... Sepercik tribe Dewa Surya... in the heirlooms. Not me.. because I just.. keep and keep it... never use it.. So wear it... use it... Because you are a holy-hearted person..
The old man's hands drooped, out of Yvonne's grasp. His task is complete already, he followed his predecessors in the afterlife with a peaceful smile.
Yvonne. His common sense is still trying to digest this new incident he experienced. Is this luck? Is it just the intention of the dying man to pay for the services of a doctor with two of the most valuable things he has?”
In hopes of getting the answer, Yvonne wore Diwangkara Earrings on both walls of her ears. The handle of the Samandiman Whip he held even tighter. Then it was a miracle. Yvonne Hamzah's body shimmered even brighter, getting an overabundant, unstoppable deep energy intake.
Suddenly there was a voice ringing in Yvonne's mind. Ah, your body turned out to be an ideal container to hold this magic-type prana overflow. But you still need a lot of practice to digest it, let alone use it in combat. There is an excess of energy that is too slow to be absorbed by your body. You have to channel it, otherwise the energy will turn to damage you like a broken leather bag because there is too much water in it.
Yvonne's inward, but how do I channel it?
The voice replied, Let me take control of you for a moment, I'll give you an example first. Well, incidentally the ‘candidates target’ comes by itself.
The mysterious voice manifested itself in the rapid footsteps of some people. Sure enough, the door of the old man's house was smashed, and a group of men entered. Their appearance and temperament looked violent.
The man who had driven Yvonne instead came forward, pointing at the doctor rudely. “I told you to save the old man! Now that he's dead, I don't want to be blamed!”
Yvonne responded with a cold expression and a sharp look. “This is not your fault. So frankly, what are these people for?”
The men, who appeared to be hired hitters, swung various weapons, assaulting a woman who was not a swordsman. Forced the protective spirit of the woman, whether she is King Klana or God Surya takes control of the body of his host to defend himself.
Beyond all expectations, the Prana of the Holy Sun made the Whip of Samandiman whip as fast as a swarm of golden snakes. When Yvonne stopped her attack in front of the entrance, all the men who ganged her up seemed to stand stiff as statues, then crashing on the floor.
Who can still move only si “tenant”. The fat man just stood glued in right, staring at the weak female doctor who suddenly became incredibly powerful. His pants were soaked to the bottom, the smell of piles completes this very embarrassing condition.
Yvonne doesn't have to say anything anymore. Before more villagers learned of this incident, he quickly packed his doctor's equipment and rushed out of the old man's house. Walking as fast as he could to his service home, packing his personal belongings and then leaving, leaving the door open.
Lying to a motorboat man.
Quickly cross to the shores of Lake Toba. Continuing the long journey to Medan, continuing to Jakarta.
Yvonne Hamzah was fully aware, leaving the office resulted in his doctor's professional license being revoked and almost impossible to update again. But he had no choice but to be grateful not to harm because of the incident in Samosir.
But what profession can he do now? The capital of Yvonne is only medical science and the super power of the sun God Surya, the legacy of the king who either existed in Ancient Java can be proven historical facts or just a mere legend.
Yvonne was almost desperate. But a new idea emerged, namely becoming an alternative medicine expert by utilizing his superpowers. In a relatively short time, the name Yvonne Hamzah became famous as a skilled healer, but not greedy.
Although Yvonne often free of care for patients from the underprivileged, do not try to fool this superhuman. There was once a rich patient who pretended to be poor came to him for cancer treatment. But when Yvonne revealed the hoax and charged a relatively cheap and very affordable rate, the parobaya male patient was even angry. There is slander on social networks and the internet, but it is brushed aside with more positive testimony from patients who have recovered.
This excitement had made Yvonne intend to change profession and not use super healing power anymore. However, at the right moment an extraordinary man came to him. The man's name is Aldrin Parekuan. He was the most handsome man Yvonne had ever known, but also the strangest.
Aldrin's left eye was covered in some sort of ancient spectacle with a striking shape, like a pirate's blindfold. The glasses lens was shaped the appearance of the human eye, the color was purple sparkling. Only then did Yvonne know it was amethyst, a gem that had been imbued with supernatural powers. And those glasses are super-sakti heirlooms called Kartika Chandra.
Aldrin said that he had just been appointed as President Director of I.N.D.I.G.O. He replaced his predecessor, Herman Winarno who decided to retire and live alone near Pelabuhan Ratu. Aldrin offers Yvonne to help him manage this secret organization. But Yvonne refused him outright, arguing that he wanted to live a quiet life.
Aldrin's second visit led to rejection. However, he and Yvonne begin to be attracted to each other and become close friends, both bearing the burden of responsibility from their respective superpowers. Yvonne is a person who does not like to fight and fight, also hates violence, and Aldrin respects that.
But once, Yvonne was challenged by one of his competitors in the world of alternative medicine, the super-sakti shaman named Ki Rogohjiwo. It is said that this luxury lifestyle shaman is famous for charging exorbitant fees on each patient indiscriminately, so the existence of Yvonne is very threatening pamornya. The science of medicine escalated instantly into a fight.
When pressed, Yvonne was forced to use Samandiman's Whip and push back against the opponent. Ki Rogohjiwo collapsed and pretended to surrender. But when Yvonne is about to heal him, the cunning shaman steals the attack until Yvonne is seriously injured.
When Yvonne's life was at the tip of the horn that Aldrin came. His telekinesis science flew Yvonne's practical equipment and rained down on Ki Rogohjiwo. Wounded worse than Yvonne, the parobaya shaman eventually runs away. Of course, while threatening, he will use even more powerful knowledge to destroy Yvonne and Aldrin.
Realizing the risk of losing his life in vain if he continued to undergo the profession as a paranormal healer, Yvonne decided to accept Aldrin's offer to join I.N.D.I.G.O.
Yvonne's contribution means a lot. In just two years, he managed to fix the organization that had been shrunk and almost disbanded due to the incident triggered “ people in” from his paranormal special forces a few years ago.
Now, as Field Director of I.N.D.I.G.O, Yvonne Hamzah occupies a spacious office space and all-white futuristic-minimalist design in Skyheim, the headquarters of I.N.D.I.G.O. Occupying the top floor of one of the office buildings in the center of Jakarta, Yvonne looked from behind the window at the National Monument not too far out there. His vision was again glaring, retracing the trajectory of his life from being a village doctor on Samosir Island until this moment.
Yvonne did not even turn her head when she heard the door of her room open and the sounds of footsteps approaching her. Then, he heard the heavy and melodious voice of a man, “Wah, wow. It turns out that the Director of the Field is in the middle of the medi. Thinking about what?”
“Yeah, just digging up old memories. Who knows there are “treasure” still buried in it.” Yvonne turned towards her interlocutor, smiling gently motherly.
“Haha, it could be you, dear Director Mother,” respond to the man named Aldrin Parekuan. “I thought you were thinking about our kids at home. We haven't been home for more than a week. You work tirelessly in the field.”.
“And you're in the office, Aldrin, processing and inferring all the information we got. Magical events are becoming more frequent these days. We must continue to search for links between the existing cases, gathering enough evidence and information to find and stop the mastermind behind all this.”