Satria Bagus came to Prakasa Jaya's residence at the end of the week to play chess. They sat on the edge of an artificial fish pond in a Zen-themed garden at Prakasa Jaya's house. The sound of water could be heard from the bamboo stems that flew through the water.
"We lost ... It was checkmate ..." said Satria Bagus.
Prakasa Jaya smiled silently while sipping his tea. His mind was calm and relaxed when he saw the view of the garden.
"Not yet ... we just started ..." answered Prakasa Jaya in a calm tone.
"But ... our efforts are in vain. We are almost caught," Satria Bagus said.
"It is okay. We can think of new plans," answered Prakasa Jaya calmly.
"But my movements are monitored. It isn't easy to take the necessary actions," said Satria Bagus.
Prakasa Jaya sipped his tea and looked
