The gentle breeze carried the faint scent of young tea leaves across the farmhouse veranda. Hana was organizing handwritten planting notes with a cup of warm barley tea beside her, while Phuby sat nearby scrolling through his phone—looking slightly agitated.
"Something wrong?" Hana asked, glancing up from her notes.
Phuby groaned softly. "I forgot something important."
"What is it?" she blinked.
"I never bought us a proper laptop or PC while we were in Tokyo." He leaned back against the wooden pillar and sighed. "I've been using the same laptop I brought from Cirebon, and it's not keeping up. And you've been using your tablet since the honeymoon."
"Oh right," Hana blinked, then laughed. "We got caught up in the wedding and everything after."
"Yeah. And with the farm starting to run smoothly, we're gonna need something better. Especially if we're going to handle the business side ourselves—like keeping track of produce, accounting, potential online sales, or even promotional content."
She nodded. "We should get two then. One for you and one for me."
"And fast Wi-Fi too," Phuby added. "The current connection's too slow for any serious work or uploading video. We're practically off-grid here—great for quiet living, terrible for anything online."
"Didn't you say something before about fiber-optic internet for rural areas?"
"Yeah. Japan has decent infrastructure even out here. There's a provider that offers high-speed fiber to countryside homes. It'll just cost extra for installation."
"Let's do it. We've got the money," Hana smiled. "And besides, I want to make that blog I talked about."
"Blog?"
She gave him a coy smile. "A little online diary. Farm life, tea, countryside living... and being married to a mysterious Indonesian man with a strange way of making money."
Phuby chuckled. "No mention of the system, though."
"Of course not." She winked. "That's just between you, me, your mom, and Om Luky."
That afternoon, Phuby drove into Uji town to pick up the new devices from an electronics store that carried high-end models. He selected a powerful Japanese-made desktop for himself—custom-built with a high-resolution display, perfect for editing videos or managing records—and a sleek but sturdy laptop for Hana, optimized for writing and media.
Each cost well over ¥150,000 (around Rp 18,000,000), meaning both purchases together cleared the Rp 10 million system minimum easily.
As expected, the moment the receipt finalized in the digital register, Phuby felt the familiar buzz in his chest—his system activating:
✅ Purchase Detected💻 Dual Devices Purchased: Rp 36.000.000💰 Cashback Granted: Rp 72.000.000🪙 Final Balance Updated: Rp 31.193.000.000 - 36.000.000 + 72.000.000 = Rp 31.229.000.000
The laptops were boxed neatly with their warranty cards, and Phuby left the store with both items packed securely in the trunk of the car. On the way home, he also signed up with the rural internet provider, who promised full fiber-optic installation and satellite-backed redundancy for the farmhouse and surrounding land—scheduled to be active within the week. That cost him another ¥100,000 (Rp 12 million), easily system-approved:
✅ Infrastructure Upgrade📡 High-Speed Fiber Installation: Rp 12.000.000💰 Cashback Granted: Rp 24.000.000🪙 Final Balance Updated: Rp 31.229.000.000 - 12.000.000 + 24.000.000 = Rp 31.241.000.000
That evening, as the sun dipped low over the misty forest hills, Phuby returned with the new equipment. Hana practically clapped when she saw the laptop.
"It's beautiful! Thank you!" she said, running her hand along the brushed metal finish.
"Now you can blog in style," Phuby said proudly.
"And you can work without your poor old laptop freezing every five seconds."
They spent the rest of the evening setting up the devices in their study corner. Phuby's desktop went into the main study room on the third floor, which had now been converted into a shared home office space. Hana's laptop stayed with her in the living room most of the time, though she had her own writing nook near the window that overlooked the garden.
The next morning, with the new system humming silently and Wi-Fi finally stable, Phuby and Hana sat down to finalize their plans for the farm's operation. They had long decided that the farm would not be open to the public—it was meant to be a retreat, a private sanctuary, not a tourist spot.
Instead, their idea was to produce tea, strawberries, and select vegetables to sell through local organic markets, small curated orders online, and even local businesses that valued handcrafted produce.
"I think this will work better," Hana said. "Less foot traffic, more peace."
"And we protect the land," Phuby added. "Plus, Kenta and Yuriko-san prefer working quietly. And we can still offer experiences, maybe once in a while, but by invitation only."
As they refined the business model, the sky outside turned overcast, but their minds were calm. Everything felt like it was slowly falling into place—a quiet life, balanced with purpose and the technology to keep them grounded yet connected.
And when the fiber internet finally connected two days later and their speeds soared, Hana uploaded her first blog post.
"From Tokyo to Tea Leaves: A New Life in Uji."
By evening, they sat by the veranda again—this time each with their new machines beside them, their hot tea cooling slowly between sips. They watched the wind blow gently over the tea fields, feeling the world get a little wider—and a little simpler—all at once.