TRIBAL SABUNG
Chapters. 27 - Bag Entrance Exam. 2 - 2

Radit is the son of a couple who own a grocery store. Her parents chose to elope, not wanting to be forced into marriage by family choice. They are together purely out of love, met by destiny in the simplest way.

‘We knew that you were a special child,’ that night the father called him after dinner. ‘You don't have to worry about costs, chase your dreams, son!’

The mother thrust a savings book, when opened, there are many zeros behind the nominal. Radit was stunned, feeling unworthy of the mistress.

‘Don't take that scholarship, son! father and mother can still pay the registration money as well as per semester.’

‘But we need a lot of money like that..,’.

The mother rubbed the child's cheeks lightly just wayangnya, ‘Uang we can find, but saw you underestimated just because it has two blood in your veins. We can't afford it, son..’

Radit closed both eyes, the memory was blown away. His little heart seemed to be pinched, this pain was nothing with his guilt. She complied with her parents' request to register normally. But they do not know, that seems to be an unwritten rule. Enrollers from groups A to C are those with money, power, and pure blood.

What does it mean Radit's here, he's like a pebble, like he doesn't know where. How could a mixed-blooded like him, dare one room with those who were pure-blooded.

“Now you're pretending to be deaf?!”

Two teenagers stood in front of Radit, ruffled around his waist. One of them had even raised his hand, about to raise his fist. But Radit did not fight back, did not retaliate against any of the insults he received. However it seemed, the three of them did not care, they were only happy to bully him.

Radit closed his eyes, and he'll hold it. Lunch time is only one hour, after this they will not meet.

“A-what the fuck?! who are you?!”

Radit opened one eye, peeking timidly. It turned out that in front of him stood a curly-haired and dark-skinned teenager. He stopped the opponent's attack with one hand, while one more hand carried a tray. Radit somewhat misfocused seeing the mountain's food.

“You okay?” suddenly another teenager approached him, he reached out to Radit. “You can stand?”

Radit nodded slowly, and received a helping hand from the blue-eyed teenager. For a moment he was silent, he had never seen a blue-eyed human in his life.

“How dare you interfere! release, hey! you heard no, anyway?! jeez is strong..”.

Ivano is like deaf, he does not listen to the babble of his interlocutor and instead gets stronger gripping the opponent's arm. As a result, the teenager groaned in pain, his knees even limp and had been begging to be removed.

“It looks like a joke my friend has crossed the line. Can you let go?” ask a black-haired, white teenager.

The teenager smiled kindly, but Ivano and Sky were not easily fooled by the fake smile.

“Heh! this is all because ale is not very good at keeping lackeys ale!”

“Who do you call a lackey?!”

“Fandi!”

Hearing his name called coldly, the teenager bowed lethargic. Ivano snorted bitterly, then let go. The boy named Fandi immediately ran over to his friend.

“Thank you for your generosity. Introduce my name Malik Waruk, you could say I am one of the descendants of Hayam Waruk. You certainly know the history of Majapahit Kingdom, right?”

The sky stood beside Ivano and Radit was behind them. From the look on the face of the teenager Ambon, it was clear that he did not care.

“Entah, beta often overslept every Sky teach history.”

The teenager twitched slowly, trying to keep his thick eyebrows from looking together.

“You must be from the Ambon Tribe! Why did you come all the way here, while the East Indonesia Region Academy is also there?” Malik asked with a slanted smile, his eyes had also narrowed mockingly.

“Did you fail the entrance exam there, so run here?”

“Beta came as champion of the Nusantara Union. Follow this exam for being forced by Young Master Sky.”

Ivano's reply immediately surprised Malik and the participants in the school cafeteria. The ambon teenager smiled mockingly, he had even crossed his chest, putting on an arrogant face.

“Ale certainly knows the Nusantara States, right?”

If Malik says he doesn't know, it's obviously just embarrassing himself.  Who does not know the Nusantara Union, a union founded by one of the number one people in Indonesia. Although they failed in the elimination stage three years ago. It is undeniable, the Nusantara Union always produces top class champions.

“Ahem! I pray that your test goes well, we excuse you.” Malik without wasting time immediately turned around and left his two friends.

They immediately ran after Malik, occasionally glancing in fear at Ivano. The Ambon teenager just kept silent, put on a flat look before turning back.

“Beta hungry, is the table empty?” ask while looking around.

As if as an order, the children immediately stood up from the table even though their food had not run out. Everyone tried to give Ivano the seat he liked. As a result, the teenager immediately occupied one of the tables near the window. He turned around, waving towards Sky and Radit to immediately sit down together.

“A-is it true, if you're a Jawara?” Radit asked stammeredly, nervously staring at Ivano who was busy eating.

“True, he's one of our proud junior champions.” The sky decided to answer the questions of his new friend.

The pair of eyes blinked repeatedly, before he furiously shut his mouth. Unbelieving the luck that fell on him on the first day of the entrance exam. Being a champion at a young age, is one of the proud achievements. It was certain that all the examinees who heard this, felt both envy and admiration.

“Not beta,” Ivano uttered after swallowing a full chew and then pointed at the Sky. “Young master is also a champion, although from seniority, of course his senior beta!”

This time Radit turned towards the sky with a dumb look. Being stared at like that made the teenager's cheeks blush red.

“This is so awesome! oi! how many wins have you won?!”

The sky seemed to think for a moment, counting. “Ivano won about 10 friendlies over the past three years. He should have brought more victories, if only his truancy was lost.”

The scorn of his sidekick was only answered with a shoulder gedikan. Ivano did not care, it was fortunate that he was willing to participate against the clamor. Their level was too low, and since Ivano was still a junior champion, he could not challenge a top-level opponent.

“Wah! that's great!” Radit almost clapped his hands, if only he could not remember they were in the school cafeteria. “How about you? and why is Ivano calling you Young Master?”

This time Ivano replied, “30 wins, and that is because he is the heir of the Nusantara Union.”

I don't know how many times Radit rounded his eyes to his surprise. The teenager had even subconsciously cursed slowly.

“Hei! watch ale's mouth! can be out of beta if Young Master follows cursing.” Ivano suddenly shuddered, making Radit spontaneously shut his mouth.

Memory when Ivano accidentally swore ‘Fuc*k you!’ and the sky followed him without knowing the meaning. Making all members of the Nusantara Union turn their heads, staring as if they were able to penetrate Ivano's head. Then Mr. Endang gave him a week of clean-up, and he was not given any pocket money. What a terrible experience in the life of the Ambon teenager.

Beep Sound! sounding suddenly from the cards of the participants, Sky, Ivano and Radit immediately took out their cards.

[Caller! Second Stage Entrance Exam Time Will Start Soon Within 2 Minutes From Now! Please Not Too Late!]

“Alright, it's time we parted.” The sky rose to his feet, he reached out and asked to shake hands with Radit. “May we all graduate, and meet at school!”

For a moment the teenager stared worriedly, but he was determined. Radit wants to change the family's condition, he wants to make both his parents proud. No one else will look at him one eye. Radit shook the hand of Heaven steadily.

“We will definitely meet again!”

Continues…