On the night of the full moon, Tama and Nadia strolled through a bustling night market. The street was alive with lights, laughter, and color. Vendors were selling clothes, accessories, and bags, while children crowded around game stalls and small carnival rides.
Nearby, a large tent had been set up—by none other than Kirana, Denok, and Limbur.
It turned out, Kirana's mysterious job every full moon was working as a fortune teller.
Denok and Limbur stood in front of the tent managing a registration booth, actively promoting the fortune-telling services. Their lively chatter attracted a large crowd—mostly curious youth hoping to know their futures, but even a few older visitors joined the line.
"Please come in, sir," Denok said politely to an elderly man.
"Thank you, miss," he replied as he entered the tent.
Inside, Kirana sat gracefully on a chair, hands resting on a table adorned with burning incense and a basin of water and flower petals. She wore a green royal dress. Her long hair flowed freely, decorated with a shining hairpin.
"Have a seat," Kirana said with a warm but mysterious smile.
The old man sat. "I want to know how much longer I have to live… and if my illness can be cured," he said softly.
Kirana gently stirred the water in the basin and closed her eyes. After a moment, she opened them again.
"Do you want the honest answer?" she asked.
"Yes. I'm ready. I don't think I have much time left anyway," the man replied with a weary smile.
Kirana spoke calmly. "You will pass away during the next full moon. But don't worry—your grandson will be taken in by a kind couple. He won't be alone."
Tears welled up in the man's eyes—not from fear, but relief.
"That's all I needed to hear. I was afraid he'd be left behind, all alone. Thank you."
"Tomorrow at 9 a.m., go to Cempaka Park. That's where you'll meet the couple," Kirana added.
"Thank you, miss. May God bless you."
The old man slowly made his way out of the tent. Denok helped him down the steps.
"May God bless me? I'm still waiting for that day…" Kirana murmured to herself.
---
Meanwhile, Tama and Nadia, who had just left the fortune-teller's tent, were still in shock.
"I can't believe that fortune teller is actually our boss," Tama said.
"Well, it's no wonder she's rich—did you see that line?" Nadia replied.
"But I don't buy what she said about me falling in love with another man. That's impossible," she added, crossing her arms.
"Exactly. I think Kirana can't be trusted—"
"Kirana?" Nadia turned to Tama in surprise. "You… you called her by name. How do you know her name?"
Realizing his slip-up, Tama quickly changed the subject.
"Look at that! A grilled squid stall!" he said, dragging her toward the vendor before she could ask more.
---
As they walked through the crowd, Tama suddenly spotted someone—a foreigner with a familiar face. He was walking with two other tourists.
Tama's heart skipped a beat.
That face… I've seen it before…
It hit him—the man looked exactly like General John Willem, the one from his dreams.
Without warning, Tama grabbed Nadia's hand.
"Tam! Where are we going? Why are you rushing?" she asked.
"Just wait—I need to check something."
But no matter how fast he walked, he couldn't catch up. The man disappeared into the crowd. Tama had lost him.
---
Later that night, Tama and Nadia ended their date. He brought her back home safely, then returned to Princess Villa.
Nadia was glowing with happiness—but suddenly frowned.
"Oh no… I forgot to ask for his number! And the old one doesn't work anymore…"
She sighed.
"Well, next week he'll be back, right?"
---
Back at the villa, Tama arrived before everyone else. He waited for Kirana in her study. At midnight, Kirana, Denok, and Limbur returned, carrying their equipment and supplies.
"Ughhh, I'm exhausted… my back is killing me," Kirana groaned as she set down a box.
"You just got back?" Tama asked, still seated in her chair.
"Look at this guy—relaxing in my chair while I work to pay his salary," she teased.
Tama chuckled and stood to help unpack. Denok handed a gift box to Kirana.
"Your Highness, this is from a visitor. He said your prediction was so accurate, he gave this as a thank-you gift," Denok said.
"Ooh! What's inside?" Limbur asked, his eyes gleaming.
"Hmph, if Limbur's eyes are popping out like that, it must be money," Kirana said sarcastically.
She opened the box—and gasped.
It wasn't money.
It was a gold bar.
Everyone gathered around in disbelief.
"No wonder you're rich," Tama said. "You're getting paid in gold!"
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The next day…
Devan sat in front of his laptop, searching the internet.
"I need to find a ghost exorcist," he muttered.
"Ah, found one! Mbah Gendeng, near Serang Mall. Huh? Why is the shaman next to a shopping mall? I thought they lived in caves… but whatever, worth a try."
He messaged the shaman and scheduled a meeting—unaware that Tama was right behind him.
"Van, Van… don't get scammed. A shaman next to a mall?" Tama said, laughing.
"Wha—?! Why am I getting goosebumps in broad daylight?" Devan shivered.
"Tama… Tama…" he whispered, frozen.
"Yeah, it's me. Right behind you," Tama confirmed.
"Tammm! We're friends! Why are you haunting me?! MOMMMMMYYYY!"
Devan screamed and bolted into his room, locking the door and diving under his blanket.
"Ugh, Devan… I just wanted to borrow your laptop," Tama muttered.
---
Tama sat down and began researching General John Willem online. He found several references—many international sites said that the General's body had been thrown into a lake. Later, Dutch envoys had come to retrieve the remains, but they never found him.
"Oh… maybe because Kirana already took his body," Tama thought aloud.
Next, he tried searching for Princess Kirana, but found almost nothing.
"Huh? It's like her history was erased. Maybe her family covered it up."
When Tama finished, he quietly left Devan's boarding house—but forgot to close the tabs on the browser.
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Later, Devan opened his laptop—and was stunned.
"Princess Villa in Banten? When did I search for this?"
He frowned.
"This is getting weirder…"