Kusumandaru

You walk a few steps behind him, keeping an eye on him as he's strolling down the streets and greetings the people. The sun shines on his face, making him glow like an angel. "Maybe he is," you thought with a stern face, taking your job seriously. You're too deep in your own thoughts that you didn't hear him calling you. He looks at you with the most softest smile you've ever seen. Mr. Knight, do you hear me?