Batavia : The Unusual Case

The wind was blowing in the evening. Thick shadows covering the skywere saluted with lit streetlights as if as a relief for the traveler who was walkingnon-stop indeed though the sky didn't clear. The crowd rushed home with a thousand reasons and fears. The main point of course, is" the fear of rain."

There were crowds of people passing by. Some of them are the figure of a girl with shining black hair. It's never cold here, which explains why she's so striking with her dark blue duffle fleece. Leaves fly by the wind, as well as paper and pamphlets. The girl had an unfriendly and cold face. But she was an intuitive person. She saw a paper flying and landing at her feet. Her eyes widened slightly as goosebumps and fear ran through her body.

"Batavia is in extremity; the discovery of the body of a Nederian burned beyond recognition in the red district area, Dambrinkweg".

- Published by Bataviasche Nouvelles

She was holding the ragged paper with some trembling. Her whole body appeared to beat rapidly. Couldn't move because of the inflexibility of the beat. Her left hand reflexively closed its mouth to the cruelty of the news she had just read. She is.... frightened, horrified.

Nederlands- Indië is now completely "Netherlands" or " The Kingdom of the Netherlands".

It has fully fallen under Dutch rule. Several times have passed and descendants have mixed among the Dutch with the Nederlands- Indië. The kingdom announces that there will be no demarcation, but in fact, there is no equivalency for Indigenous descendants.

☆ Nederian is given as a nickname for those descendants of the departed nation of Nederlands- Indië.

☆ Nederlanders and Dutch, for pure descendants born of both Dutch parents.

Although the kingdom promised "happiness", Nederian still received discrimination indirectly, not overtly blatant and subtle. This is decreasingly coupled with a shocking case the murder of "Nederian" people specifically for no apparent reason.

The minority felt fear, the majority felt pity, reviled the government. The rest are people who is happy about this.

"Inlander, a disgusting thing that lives side by side with us. It's good that someone removed them."

The black- haired girl had reached her apartment after desperately trying to move her legs. In this case, there is always an appeal from the local government of Batavia not to go out without obligation and go home before 9 PM.

Sitting in desperate, now she really needs someone who can always cheer her up. Just as she thought about it, her phone rang. Right after being lifted, there was a cheerful voice belonging to her friend who had become the cause of her happiness.

"Batari, I know you've come home. Now stay where you are. Do not go anywhere because I will be there soon. Oh, and I brought a little surprise. I will be there at 6 o'clock. Thank you and wait for me, dear! Muah!".

Sighing, her smile widens. Her friend always manages to make her happy with her energetic actions. Well, that idiot could not have called out her name in public, she must be at home. While waiting, she tidied up the whole apartment and set snacks for her friends.

Not long after, she came. The brown- haired girl with a beautiful smile was standing at the door. She was ready to clinch her stupid friend, before she saw someone beside her. A man with fair hair and blue eyes, genuinely handsome and radiant. The man also smiled extensively when he saw her.

She invited them in and sat in the living room. She tried to break the awkward atmosphere.

"Ah, Judith, you brought your boyfriend, didn't you? Hello, my name is Beatrice." She made small talk, tried as hard as possible to look charming. Although in her brain, she wanted to scold the idiot Judith for bringing a boyfriend without any permission.

"No, he is not my boyfriend, you idiot!" Judith pinched her cheeks, exasperated by the rational processing of her thoughts. She sighed, her hand raised to introduce a man sitting beside her.

"Well, This is Benjamin. ' He' is your brother."

A few words that instantaneously made her choke. She was enjoying her homemade tea and nearly had a heart attack at this absurd news.

Her eyes were bulging, her brows furrowed, her expression explained a lot of confusion and the need for an explanation. Judith, who had anticipated this with a thousand reasons, ran to avoid having to explain the sequence of events, screaming that she's going to buy dinner. Deliberately leaving two siblings who looked at each other and analyzed.

"Goedenavond, Batari."

Only Judith calls me that, and that is only when no one is around. In a private room. Because 'Nederian' had to hide.

Who are you?