ORION
Lost Contacts
“So long time no see, Orion Sadawira?” swipe from behind the bushes on the side of the road while playing the soy sauce casually.
This man is a former colleague of Chameleon who once fought against Gista and played a major role in destroying the city of Y-Karta first.
“Looks like you have no job but to play your instrument huh?” sindir Orion sat around the bushes.
Orion did not know where he was heading. Not too familiar with the city, he decided to rest for a while.
“I really like to play the lute. Even when I die, I have to hug her tightly.”
“Basic lute enthusiast. Are you not doing any other work? And then why are you here?” ask Orion suspiciously.
“Don't be cold. I just happened to be here because it was quiet. Why did you go back to the city of Y-Karta? There's no way you're lost out of town, is there?”
For a moment Orion fell silent. The harp player immediately caught the silent intent, that Orion was lost and coincidentally came here.
“The bus driver that seemed to have deliberately not awakened you earlier,” thought.
“Ah, stop.”
“Hihi.”
Hearing Orion's response like that, then the lute player laughed softly. He feels comforted.
“Mayor, ah I mean Chief Irawan who is guarding this city is looking for you. At first he thought that the Eternal Flame was gone because of you, hence he was looking for you.”
“Oh isn't it because of you?”
“Of course he knows that the Eternal Flame is within me. I told myself.”
“Then?”
“Chairman Irawan remains adamant to look for you because you are Chameleon's partner first,” Orion said.
“So you came here to ensure the Eternal Flame?” thought.
“Ya, right.”
“The Eternal Flame disappears completely and moves on your body permanently. Every NED Warrior also has this power on the basis of the ancient gods in the kahyangan. According to the old story, it was so.”
“Then my business in this city is done,” Orion said after hearing that the Eternal Flame in the city of Y-Karta has completely disappeared.
“But you don't know the way home,” quipped the harpist.
Orion was silent again. He was lost, even the way home he did not know. That's why even if Orion says that his business is done, he can't just go.
“As you know, the Chairman Irawan you know used to be one of Chameleon's associates like me. That's why he's looking for me who's a fellow traitor.”
“Yang is right? That serious?” asked Orion in disbelief as well as surprised.
“I have no intention of lying to you. Absolutely no luck.”
Orion was silent again. He was stunned to hear the statement from the harp player, that Chairman Irawan was once a colleague of Chameleon as well.
Previously Gista et al also had time to talk about things related to Chairman Irawan but at that time Orion had been hunted away leaving them.
“Hey, do you still intend to return to Chameleon?” ask Orion suddenly.
“Yes. I'm just gonna. Because it's pretty good there, I want to go back.”
“Despite Chameleon doing such a vile thing as slavery? I've heard this before, although I don't know yet whether it's true or not.”
“It turns out you already know. Yeah, that's true. I hate him for it but living poor is more troublesome, let alone living alone now,” lamented while playing a low melody.
“Reason! If so then why not join the NED Organization?” sahut Orion.
“But returning to Chameleon is equally difficult. I could have been killed for treason,”.
“You have a point,” Orion said with a faint smile. He then moved on from there and intended to leave.
“Oh, are you finally planning to go home?”
“I'm going to Chameleon place. He asked me to join,” Orion said as he looked at the harpist with something planned.
Highlight those deep eyes, making the man who was sitting and playing the lute so aware of something.
“You can think of me as the prisoner you brought.”
That's a pretty interesting offer. Orion said that the harp player was as if bringing Orion to join the base. And his life will be safe.
“Wah, I smell something behind an offer that looks like it will hurt yourself.”
“You know where it is, right?” ask Orion.
Then the harp player did not answer at all, he just smiled and walked to a place. Which is where they are located close to the border between the city of Y-Karta and the city of S-Karta.
The atmosphere in the early hours like this, most of the residents of the city of S-Karta are always on the move early. Usually it is in the market. Before there was 3 o'clock they had been busy preparing their merchandise.
So, it was natural and did not make it difficult for Chameleon's subordinates to go in and out near their area. And also, the place where Chameleon's headquarters was was also very remote.
It's at the corner of Jalan Hamparan. The building resembles a factory with clay around it.
“This is the place?” ask Orion.
“Yes. Did you just find out? Though I thought that Chameleon who invited you to join would definitely give his address without hesitation.”
“He was too careless to tell me his address. What if I expose it to Chief Arutala?” chirps Orion.
“The proof until now is that you didn't tell them the address. Even if they are, they should be faster than us,” said the lute player.
Some time Orion was silent then said, “That's because I have my own reasons.”
A sraaaakk!
Attack from behind. It was a strong gust of wind, and then something of a lot came down and separated the poisis between Orion and the harpist.
“Orion Sadawira! Where are you going?”
“Any if the Chairman in this city does not pay attention to such a large building,” Orion said to the harpist.
“Not strange. It's just that your lost story is widespread in ordinary people as well,” he said.
“Oh, so.”
Something that resembles an iron field. Shaped like a net looming upwards with sharp shoots. The one who mastered this power, was Chief Radhika. His full name is Eka Radhika.
“Chairman Radhika,” muttered Orion while looking at him from a distance.
“Orion! Who is that beside you!?”
Chief Radhika asked with a loud shout. But Orion did not deny it at all because he did not want the road to be hampered.
“What do you want to do now? Want to retreat?” ask the lute player with his fingers on the lute.
“Mana may.”
The lute player smiled. His slightly long fingers began to pluck every string on his proud lute.