Janji Melayu || A Malay Promise
Janji Melayu symbolised as a promise that usually meant to be broken from the start. An empty promise. A promise that will never be fulfilled.
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" I don't want to lose you but you made me no choice. "
" What...
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It was Saturday but that didn't stop the Student Council to roam around the school, making sure the girls were in their best behavior especially after last night's ball. Princess Han Su Jung, the Korean princess as well the president of Poposi Student Council, quietly re-checking the reports and the dormitories' electric bills at her own table.
She sighed, dark circles formed under her eyes. She put away the papers, cupping her face with her palms.
" Why am I doing this again? " she quietly asked herself.
The Korean princess was tired. The last night's ball took a toll on her, taking most of her rest hours to clean up the main hall with the help of the members. She then had to wake up at 6 o'clock to prepare for a 7.30 a.m meeting.
She sighed, trying to remind herself of the purpose she's the president in the first place.
As Su Jung was resting, the door to the Student Council's office was opened revealing Putri. Putri was the only member who didn't attend the ball.
She entered the office quietly, contemplating whether this was a good time to give the resignation letter to Princess Han or not.
The Korean princess, on the other hand, heard the noise of someone entering quickly raised her head up.
" Oh, it's you. "
Putri simply smiled as she walked towards Princess Han Su Jung's table.
" What can I help you, Putri? " The princess asked, trying her best to spread out positivity through her smile.
Putri put down the letter on the table and pushed it towards the princess. Princess Han looked curious as she took the letter.
" Are you resigning? " She asked, slightly shocked.
The Korean princess didn't need to read the letter as it was stated on it. Putri nodded.
" I'm sorry if it's too sudden. "
" Yes, it is. Why, though? ".
Putri took a deep breath, " It's because of my brother. You know how he acts. "
Su Jung nodded even though she only knew him through Putri's stories about him.
" I see. Does the principal know about this? Where will you transfer to? Are you going home? ".
" She does, don't worry. As for where I will transfer to, it's Momosu Male Academy. The principal agreed to transfer me there. "
Su Jung was stunned. Sending a female student especially her dear friend to an all-boys school seemed absurd. She shook her head, telling herself that there's a good reason behind it.
" I-I see... I wish you the best of luck. "
" Thank you, Princess Han, " Putri said, curtsied before leaving the room.
Su Jung sighed. Gina and Neelam had just arrived inside the office.
" What happened? " Gina asked, looking at Su Jung.
" We'll be losing a member, that's for sure. "
Gina and Neelam exchanged glances, confused.
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A man in his early 40's was observing the content on his laptop's screen quietly. He was none other than the powerful, peace-loving philanthropist who controls the world's economy. He is the owner of both Momosu and Poposi Islands and the principal of Momosu Male Academy.
Mr. Evan Waterson.
He shared his office with Godfreg, the vice principal and his best friend.
Evan sighed, crooking his eyebrows. Godfreg looked at him, worriedly as he stood up and brought papers to sign by him.
Godfreg looked over the screen, found himself watching Evan playing solitaire again. He facepalmed before slamming the papers on the philanthropist's table.
" What the..?! Godfreg! " Evan shouted, annoyed.
" The transfer student will be here soon and these papers need to be signed, " Godfreg plainly explained.
" And, there's no time to play around. We'll have our first-ever female student in this school. We need to be serious, " He added.
Evan clicked his tongue, " I'm sure those clowns can handle this simple matter. "
" Simple? The student is a girl, for goodness' sake! " Godfreg exclaimed, staring at the man in front of him.
Though that influential man seemed childish than he thought, the respect towards him has yet to be decreased.
" Call my baby boy here. We need to prepare for her arrival! ".
Godfreg rolled his eyes before he heads outside to inform the assistants.
