2023-09-19 09:52:28He was still left with many questions about the phone. He even searched the internet for the name of the cell phone but there was nothing like it.
A large phone like a handy talkie but with a screen that was very different from most phones today. Especially in its features.
Hazeed, who was trying to figure this out, finally fell asleep very soundly because he was tired after all the things he had been through.
"I Am Omega, who woke me up?" someone said. But Hazeed, who was fast asleep, didn't notice.
The warm morning touched Hazeed's face.Staying in that hut all night made him think hard now. Even though he was losing his way. But he didn't want his grandparents back in the village to know what had happened to him.
"I have to go to the college," Hazeed said.
Using a water source he found near the field, he washed his face and cleaned his body. He separated some of his clean clothes.
Once he was dressed, Hazeed walked to the campus to attend his classes. Hazeed himself is an outstanding student who has intelligence in the field of science, so he attends Adyatama University with a full scholarship and other benefits.
Hazeed walked for two kilometers until he reached the entrance gate of his campus.
All eyes looking at him looked condescending.
"Is it just me?" said Hazeed to himself.
Undeterred, Hazeed continued to walk towards his class.
"I can't believe you have such a thick wall Hazzed!" Bella greeted him at the classroom door.
Next to her, Radith wrapped his arms around Bella's slender waist intimately and seemed to squeeze her slightly.
Hazeed's blood boiled again at the sight. But he tried to restrain himself.
"Did you see that? Do you have no logic anymore?" Bella's words pierced him further.
Hazeed turned his gaze toward the bulletin board near where he stood.
There, a photograph was displayed very clearly showing him. And what infuriated Hazeed was the caption underneath the photo which read:
MOST WANTED! A CLASSY DRUG DEALER HAS BEEN BUSTED FROM ADYATAMA UNIVERSITY.
His self-respect and honor were further undermined by this branding.
BRAT
Hazeed tore it off and rushed straight to the Rector's office.
"Hey, do you have an appointment with the Rector?" one of the staff said to him.
But Hazeed didn't care, he strode into the room without permission.
"Sir, please explain this!" said Hazeed with narrowed eyes and a chest full of anger.
"Hazeed! You can still come back to this campus, your confidence is amazing, but I'm sorry that I can't help you anymore," Mr. Benjamin told him.
"So, on what basis am I being dropped?" Hazeed asked again.
"Hazeed, I know very well that this is very hard. But the Chairman of the Foundation has decided and we can't do much about it, especially with the viral video of your arrest at the clinic," Mr. Benjamin explained.
"Why, wasn't it clear that I wasn't involved! Then why did the letter come out?" Hazeed said defensively.
"Look kiddo, you shouldn't challenge the Foundation Chairman's decision too much, it's still good that you weren't harmed. Bella is his daughter after all, so it's only natural that Mr. Seno would be angry with you," Benjamin explained.
"Bella? What about Bella?" said Hazeed.
Benjamin then explained to him that Bella had come home late at night with her body covered in kiss marks and that had angered Seno. Then Hazeed's name was mentioned as the culprit who forced Bella to serve him. And this morning, this letter was inviolable.
"I'm sorry Hazeed," Benjamin said with a confused look on his face. Benjamin handed the dropout letter to Hazeed with a heavy heart. However, he knew Hazeed's quality as a highly qualified scholar.
"I didn't expect Bella to stab me like this!" said Hazeed as he walked away.
He had lost all hope.
His steps now returned to the classroom.
"Bella! Bella Atmadjaya, I didn't expect you to stab me like this!" said Hazeed as he continued to walk towards Bella who was sitting on Radith's lap.
"Heyy man, what do you want from my woman?" said Radith as he got up and confronted him.
"Get out of my way Radith, this is my business with Bella," Hazeed said firmly.
His aura was so cold that the man was suddenly filled with a different charisma.
SRAT
SRAT
Hazeed tore up the dropout letter from the university in front of Bella. This left her gaping wide-eyed in disbelief.
"I'm sure my qualities aren't worthy of the DO letter your father decided on, and remember one thing Bella. You just made a mistake by getting rid of me like this!" said Hazeed in a very suppressed voice.
Hazeed walked away immediately afterwards. Leaving Bella and Radith as well as his friends still stunned.
***
"Where should I go?" she muttered as she walked along the sidewalk of the highway in front of her campus.
CRISIS
The cell phone rang.
Hazeed was confused, he couldn't understand why his cell phone was ringing when he hadn't inserted the starter pack into it.
TIIINNN
A large truck passing by honked its horn, much to Hazeed's surprise.
TIIT
LOG IN ACCEPTED
Hazeed stared in confusion.
He saw that the screen of his phone had now changed color to a bluish-white color while before it was yellow.
"What did I press earlier?" said Hazeed who was very confused because he couldn't remember which button he had pressed.
WELCOME IN OMEGA!
FINGER ENTRY!
As if taken aback, Hazeed, who was still sitting at the bus stop in front of the Blue Company, continued to follow the guidance of the unfamiliar voice on his unique cell phone.
Slowly, Hazeed pressed his thumb against the screen.
MISSION ACTIVATED
The voice on the other side of the phone told him. After that, the speaker began to convey the mission and the rules Hazeed had to follow.
"Wait! How does he know my full name, and... even my residency ID number?" muttered Hazeed as he continued to listen.
"CALL ME OMEGA! Hazeed Shaka... WELCOME IN OMEGA!" something called Omega said to him.
Hazeed was still listening."I can give you a choice of languages that suit you Mr.H," Omega said.
"What, Mr. H?" said Hazeed.
"Yes Sir, your user name is Mr.H," Omega said in a much friendlier tone of voice.
Hazeed was about to say something but Omega said something first."Sir, MISSIONS AVAILABLE with a duration of one hour. This is your trial mission, as per the project, rewards will be arranged immediately after your mission is completed," Omega ordered.
"Can't I refuse?" said Hazeed.
The man then strode away from the bus stop that was beginning to fill up with students heading off to their university.
Hazeed stepped towards the banks of the Yuxer River, which was quite deserted on an afternoon like this.
For a moment, Hazeed could forget about his life's problems.
"Your time has come, sir!" said Omega.
Suddenly, his cell phone went silent.
"Is this a timer?" said Hazeed as he stared at the screen where a series of numbers showing the time had moved every milli second.
"Do I have to do it?"
Well, for the sake of whatever this is I'll do it.
I must be able to cancel Rhezel's match with Leando," said Hazeed.
TIIN
A black Bugatti suddenly appeared with the doors opening behind it.
Hazzed was confused.
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