Namoras
Departure to Kemuning city

The black Mercedes Benz S-class car was seen just coming out of the workshop and was driven by Ameng along with a young man with a face of astonishment. Meanwhile, Ameng's face next to him seemed calm and very focused on driving his car.

Looks like Ameng is very happy today. It was visible from his facial expression. In fact, occasionally it was heard him whistling merrily. Namora is very disturbed by the false whistles and does not know what the song is called. Sometimes it pitched Batak, then the tone changed to keroncong, then changed to the tune of a Chinese song.

Namora was very sorry why she had not brought earphones so that her ears could be free from this suffering.

"Uncle. Where are we going? This is the road to the city of Kemuning. My mother would scold me if she knew that I was going to Kemuning City," Namora looked very depressed. During this time Mirna always forbade herself to the city of Kemuning. When Namora asks, Mirna always says that the city is very far away, and there are many bad people there.

Ameng glanced at Namora with his tail, then replied, "do you want a motorcycle?"

"Yes. Namora. But my savings are up" replied the boy innocently.

Ameng laughed lightly. "do you want your savings to be plentiful?"

Namora knitted her brows. Abundant? How could. "What savings are plentiful, Uncle? As Namora knows, river water alone can be abundant,"

This time Ameng's laughter was so loud, to the point that his tears came out.

"Namorah. You don't lack one. Everything you want, while it's for sale, you can get it,"

"What is it?" Namora doesn't just believe. All this time, he couldn't even buy a motorcycle. Then, he received about the dolphin doll that Merisda had inked. It cost two hundred and fifty million rupiahs. Maybe he had to work half his life in a new restaurant to get that dolphin doll. That is if he is not sick and eating. What is the salary of a restaurant worker. What else is just side work.

Indeed, Namora plans to work as a part-time restaurant worker to fill the void of her savings that has been eroded by Merisda. Luckily Mirna didn't know about her savings. He collected the pocket money, the money Rio gave. Even when Ameng, Acong and Timbul gave him money, he did not use the money at all. He chose to plant it in Tabanas.

"Haha. Yes lah. Don't you believe it? Just look at it later!" Ameng looked very excited. He then sped up his vehicle, then whistled back.

Namora wants to be angry because she feels Ameng does not respect her ear taste. But how to get angry. Could be later his head that was pinned by Ameng. And it must be bad. Therefore, Namora only resigned at the time. In the end, Ameng would get tired and stop whistling by himself.

Slowly but surely, the welcome gate to the city of Kemuning is visible. And now they're getting closer, closer and closer.

When Namora saw this gate, it flashed back memories of almost ten years ago, when where she and Mirna left this Kemuning town. At that moment, the last thing he saw was this welcome gate.

Entering Kota Kemuning, Ameng did not slow down the speed of his vehicle at all. Now they arrive at the traffic light and Ameng turns his car past a magnificent building on which it says, 'Martins Hotel'. There's no feeling. Namora did not know that the hotel was hers.

A little past the hotel, there's a way to the left. And Ameng pointed his car towards the road.

Namora was astonished to see that there were no black allies of the house she shared with her mother. In fact, for the smallest house in the area is three floors.

Namora did not know that when she was born until she was two years old, she used to live in this community. But, after the grandmother of her mother died, Mirna blatantly distanced herself from those close to Tigor, until Namora was first grade. At that time Mirna could not stand it and immediately moved to the city of Batu in hopes that Namora continued to be kept away from the world built by Tigor. After that, it had been many years, only this time Namora set foot back to her birthplace.

"Uncle. Where's this going?" Namora was busy looking at the surrounding area with a look of amazement. When he was satisfied, he asked.

"We're going to your house!" Answer Ameng briefly.

"Namora's house is in the city of rocks!" Said the boy innocently.

"Who said it was your house? It's a government house!"

Namora did not answer. It is true that the house is a house. Maybe when Rio retired, he already had no right to live there anymore.

"We're going to uncle's house first. After that, we'll go to your house. Your appearance is too ordinary. Let Uncle change your appearance!" Ameng immediately turned his car into the yard of the house. There, Namora sees two middle-aged men wearing security uniforms opening a fence.

At this time, dozens of people arrived to welcome Ameng with Namora. This made Namora very surprised. He did not expect that Ameng was so great and respected by everyone. He knew that Ameng was influential. But he did not know that it exceeded his own expectations.

"Lake in!" Invite Ameng to make Namora who was gawking into action.

"I.., yes, Uncle!" Namora said that she just regained consciousness. He immediately followed Ameng's back and half ran after him.

Arriving inside the house, several servants immediately greeted them. Here, Namora was once again surprised. If only Ameng was respected, it was possible. Because Ameng is the owner of the house. But when he is also highly respected and they refer to himself as the young master, Namora is shocked three-quarters dead. In fact, this is very surprising. It seemed that he was not prepared to receive such a respectful treatment like this.

"What's this?" Namora still does not understand and still can not digest everything. He felt like he was seeing soap operas on television that had no end and no doubt.

"Young master. Please!" Said a maid. She is very young and beautiful. If I had met on the street, Namora would not have believed that this woman was a maid.

Gazing towards Ameng, and Ameng nodded, Namora dragged her feet rigidly following the woman earlier.

He followed the woman's back, and when he got to one room, it turned out that there were already more than five people waiting.

Namora is welcome to sit on a chair where in front of the chair there is a mirror glass that is almost the size of a door.