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Оглавление‘Kemarau setahun dihapuskan oleh hujan sehari.’
A year’s drought can be washed from the memory by just one day of rain.
Indonesian Proverb
Prologue
A hushed calm permeated the eager assembly, silencing soft whispers of disbelief that the rumors had any substance. The President moved forward slowly, his fatigue apparent as he removed his glasses and gently rubbed troubled eyes.
From Jakarta to Washington and across the Atlantic to Europe, tens of millions sat transfixed to their television screens mesmerized, as another ancient prophecy was fulfilled, when the former general announced that he would step down from office immediately, ending his thirty-two year reign over the world’s largest Moslem nation, the Republic of Indonesia.
Moments later, with the world as his witness, the Javanese ruler stepped back from center stage, smiled tiredly, and surrendered the country to his deputy.
Holding the Holy Koran and clutching his over-sized pici nervously, Mr.L.B. Hababli was sworn in and became the Indonesian President, rendering most observers speechless at the speed with which the transfer of power had been effected.
The seeds had been sown; the bitter harvest inevitable. Indonesian women of ethnic Chinese origins would learn to mark this day as the beginning of their journey into hell.
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