Morning arrived in Wanasura Village.
Inside a modest home, a mother had already risen before the rest of the household. The soft light of dawn slipped through the windows as she quietly prepared breakfast for her still-sleeping family. The household consisted of a father, a mother, and their two children.
From the kitchen, she could hear the unmistakable sound of her son snoring loudly.
Once the meal was ready, she began waking everyone, starting with the children—worried they might be late for school.
When she opened the bedroom door, the snoring grew clearer. Her son was fast asleep, snoring without restraint, while her daughter remained peacefully asleep despite the noise beside her.
"Sancaka, wake up," the mother said gently, patting his shoulder. "Come on, get up. Yesterday you said you were meeting your friend Gatot to walk to school together."
"I… will become… a Dharma…" Sancaka murmured in his sleep, his eyes still closed.
The mother smiled softly, realizing he was still caught in his dream.
"I will become a Dharma to protect peace… and save many people…"
"Yes, my son," she said tenderly. "In the future, you will join the heroes of the Dharma and help many people."
She brushed his hair back lovingly.
"But for now, wake up first. Wash up, and then we'll have breakfast."