Basque : Liberation
Chapter 1; Admission.

Three months ago.

the Golden Eagle High School.

Crowded streets filled with students at the reception this year, congestion filled the surrounding traffic. The GOLDEN EAGLE School received many disciples that numbered to about a thousand more than the various reception lines.

One of them is Baskara. He is from outside the city of Jakarta. Because of unknown things he could be admitted to school in this metropolitan area. His face looks friendly enough to be easily accepted by the environment. Her hair was pitch black with the fringe bangs to the right. It was not high because it could be measured at only about one hundred and sixty-five centimeters, but its posture was quite good.

[Baskara Mahendra, first class, new student.]

The breeze until the trees in the garden shook its branches, signifying the clear weather that morning. The event began with students lined up neatly in a multipurpose field in the middle of Golden Eagle High School surrounded by a multi-storey building where they will attend school.

"Just be brief from the cave." Said a blond guy standing in the pulpit. "Gua Pras is the head of the security team of the organization here."

[Aditya Prasetya, Second class, Chairman of the organization's security team.]

"Look at the top of this High School, the people call him 'Blonde Monster'." Chirps of new disciples who were marching.

"Why is it called that?"

"Say, he was once besieged with the enemies of this school. Rumor is, only he managed to get away with empty-handed capital."

"So as we know our High School is a favorite school in Jakarta" continued Pras again. "You as first-graders must be the target of the enemies of this school."

A female student raised her hand. "I mean brother? We go to this High School just like 'suicide?"

"It should be the same as you get. Because this school is free and many of you can go to school here because of the recommendations from the previous school." Refusals calming. "With the quality of education and good organization. Gua hope you guys can figure it out."

Disciples whispering to each other question their safety to attend school here. But there are some of those who have understood the risks of attending school here.

One of the girls hoped that everything would be okay here. His name is Melody, he also comes from outside Jakarta. As a girl she is quite athletic and looks good, but on the other hand still beautiful. A bit blackish skin, curly hair with a decent height. He is an expert in playing musical instruments, seen from the bag he carries that is an acoustic guitar bag.

[Melody Kartika, First grade, new student.]

"Your face looks scared?" Ask a guy next to her.

"Yes." Yeah." His leg while looking. "So it's a new cave in Jakarta, and don't know anything about this school." Its effects.

"Silent cave man here." Like trying to calm the girl. "Know Alvin's cave."

He said while extending his hand.

"The trouble of the night can be." Even got a snapshot of Melody.

Alvin laughs "Sorry-sorry.. Anyway, if you need anything, you can tell me about the cave, okay?"

[Alvin Hoover, First grade, new student.]

Alvin, different from others, he was already big in this city. His eyes were slightly narrow, fair-skinned, with neat straight hair. He looks different from children his age because a fairly large shoulder gives the impression of gallant for those who see it.

"But you don't have to worry." Pras again. "There is a team that has formed a cave to keep you three kilo radius from this school, has split the cave into several vulnerable points. Outside it's meningan don't go home alone." His speech.

"Almost aja. cave think the school here will not be calm." Said a student.

"Yes even though the cave has been trying to let the school free." Reply to his friend too.

"But don't be so happy first." Sela Pras's.

Silent.

"This school is free.. But there is a tax that must be paid every month with the amount that you should be able to pay.. This money will be spent on funding the organization to keep you all."

Many faces show disappointment with Pras' explanation, because many of them are short of money and trying to go to school for free.

But they never knew there was such a thing. Because of this time, it is difficult to find money and rarely can continue to school.

"Where is this? Bokap cave has been stuck, not able to school the cave. I'm here even with taxes." A student complained.

"Yes the cave too." His friend added.

"Gua come out if gini mending just work."

"Far to Jakarta even rich gini. Clearly different regional economies are the same city.. I'm sure the cave can't pay."

For the past two years the school's tax system has been run to minimize violence outside the Golden Eagle school. Because before this has taken a lot of lives because of the war between the school and the motorcycle gang.

"GUA DOESN'T NEED TO BE GUARDED! GUA ALSO DOES NOT WANT TO PAY ILLEGAL TAXES!!" Shouted a new disciple in the middle of the line.

Silent.

Pras eyes stared fixedly while pointing. "Okey let's see.means you're ready to die." Complete the reception ceremony.

***

A guy sits down and smokes a cigarette. Around him were helpless disciples, sitting on the back of one of them.

"So who's looking for anything else?" Ask Alex to challenge.

Another person whom he had just beaten, still realized stroking the stomach while bending in pain.

"Sorry, Bang. The cave's just getting on stage at this new school again."

Alex stared cynically. "Now you know, right? Why couldn't this school be defeated?" He asked rhetorically. "BECAUSE THERE'S A RICH MAN'S CAVE!"

Silent.

[Alexander Leonardo, Second class, nominee of the organization.]

The first-class student was so frightened that he dared not look Alex in the eye directly.

"From now on you're all here as cavemen!" He stood up and walked away.

The silhouette of someone watching from the other side of the school building, behind the curtains on the second floor.

"Find out who that kid is." Declared. "We can be pawns to make organizations."

"Ready, Boss." Reply to his men briefly.

***

Baskara down the hallway. Find out where the class will be, because today has not started school activities. Trying to match his class number with the student card he just had. This school has a large area. The main building is box-shaped around a fairly wide field because there are several field boxes that have different line patterns according to their use. Also, each of these buildings is three stories tall.

When entering the school gate there is a road to the main square with its right-left which there is a small park to stop in the school area.

Baskara stood at one of the classroom doors. Room with the same number as in his millik student card. He opened the classroom door. Someone in that class.

He was alone.

"Eh there are people." Baskara said. "Sorry Caves don't sleep first."

A student smiled. "Ah gapapa, the cave is also new see-wild class."

"The same dong." Reply Warm baskara. "Anyway, what's your name?" He knitted curious eyebrows.

"Kevin."

[Kevin Octavianus, First grade, new student.]

Baskara reached out. "Baskara."

It was an introduction that would bring disaster to this school.

"Let's go around together."

Outside the main building there is another building for student activities. Also many laboratories, such as Computer Lab, Lab. Science, Language Lab. For the size of a free school here has pretty good facilities.

The canteen is located on the lower floor. There are many rooftops on top of the school building, which are often used for naps by some truant senior students.

The school is intact in the form of a simple box with a barrier wall high enough to not easily ditch out, with one main gate that is heavily guarded by the organization.

Kevin and Baskara go around the school together on the day of admission. The first friend he met at his new school.

***

Alvin gripped the basketball with both hands. His first introduction at school was pretty bad this morning. He started bouncing the ball into the field many times, trying to control it, then down the edge of the field approaching the ring, by stepping foot while holding the ball and he jumped as high as possible.

BOOM!

The ball enters the ring.

His breath goes up and down. With sweat all over the body. He decided to rest, because of the difficulty to interact until he had not met anyone again after this morning. All he knew was probably just a few basketball friends since Junior High who were in second grade. But they have not met each other today.

Alvin has been playing basketball ever since to get rid of boredom. He spent the afternoon, for he was reluctant to return home early.

At least He is better off doing something than having to go back to a place called 'home'. After all, after thinking about it, He also has no place to go home.

Alvin is a person who feels, his heart easily empathizes with others even though he does not know him. His eyes often scanned around, making sure everything was fine in his eyes.

***

Security teams spread out on each main road within a three-kilometer radius of the school. A makeshift effort by the organization to maintain the safety of its school students. Also a good reason to collect illegal taxes.

Pras leads his team to ensure everyone stays safe. Monitor all from school, through phone from the team that he has spread.

But will this effort ensure the safety of pupils at all times? While humans can be careless also lazy. Especially with regard to others. Thinking about yourself is more important, right?

Because all human beings are selfish.

Pras' eyes felt heavy, yawning. He threw a hape. Raised his feet to the table in front of him. Then fold both hands on the chest, then sleep while crumbling in the chair. Because there's nothing more important than yourself, right?

***