The Verdict

“Adam you know why you’ve been summoned here, right?.” Adam didn’t answer the question from the village head. The chief is a very old man with beard and a turban on his head all the time. His hair all turn white already. That’s the only thing that can describe his old age. Other than that he look young for his hundreds of years age. Seven hundred years old to be exactly. “Can you tell me about it?” Adam must know the issue first before confirming about it. He is in the chief’s house. Sitting in the great hall of the house as his family representative. Abdul Rahman has been appointed as the head village since three hundred years ago. Here nothing change. The pace of life is slow and natural. As the chief he must ensure the safety of his peoples. There mustn’t be any disturbance to the balance of live. They will not know when the enemy will strike. It’s like water in the pond, you never know the turbulence deep down inside it, even though the surface look calm.