CEO THUGS

Fights

Nightfall.

It looked cloudy as if the rain was about to fall. If it's 9 p.m. Ken, who had just returned from the minimarket to buy indomi, found a group of teenagers gathering in a corner of the alley.

There was a groan of pain from one of them, but it was greeted by another laugh. The contrasting situation. Therefore, Ken tries to get closer to them and discovers that there has been a group persecution.

A bespectacled boy fell on the ground with a bloody face. Her bags and books were a mess, as was the condition of her school uniform. Many times he begged for mercy, but only returned kicks and stomps. The sound of laughter and ridicule accompanied the groaning for the moans of the victims who fell face down and stepped on. Ken who knew that certainly did not stay silent. Soon Ken helps the helpless High School boy. The fight began.

"Eh there's om-om in the camp, move away om. It's none of your business!" yelled one of them.

BUGH!!!

The raw bogem of one of the teenagers suddenly landed on Ken's right cheek.

"Haw, Rik!" Shouted one of his friends.

Ken wiped the blood coming out of his lips. He took a swing and lured his opponent forward again.

BUGGH!!

YOOOO!!!!

AUGGGHHH!!!

The fight between the young men broke out. Because it happens in a narrow alley and at night, not many people know. They were seen kicking each other and raising their fists incessantly. Ken dredged. But he didn't give up. One by one the fists were blocked and countered.

BUGH!!!

Heartburn, one down.

BUGH!!

Throat knob, one down

PRAKKK!!

Ken's arm became bruised from fending off the wooden beams that were smashed at him. The beam that split into two was then struck back at the owner.

**PRAAKKK!!

**!!

Three people have fallen. Two other people who were around the incident ran away. Remaining Ken and the glasses teenager who curled up in fear.

"To... Pl-please... Don't hurt me" he covered his face with trembling hands.

Ken bent down to pick up the textbooks and the scattered glasses. The next hand is broken, the lens is cracked.

"I'm sorry, it's broken" Ken said, propping glasses at the teenager.

Dito Narendra's.

So the signboard that was in the teenager's uniform of abuse victims. Ken smiled and helped her up.

"thank you. Did my sister help me?" Dito wasn't scared. He smiles. His teeth that were stained with blood looked neat. His face was round with some pimples. Her skin is brown with frizzy hair. A funny kid, Ken thought.

"Be careful next time, report your teacher or parent, if you can, why be alone?" Ken seemed to be inexhaustible. Looks like this isn't the first time he's been bullied.

"Hehe... No brother, kasian mother if you have to think. If it is the teacher, the teacher does not care. It's just a kid's joke, he said, "Dito's face looks sad. Ken's holding back the anger. How can a teacher not look after his students and underestimate bullying? In fact, it can be fatal.

After observing for a while, Ken decided to teach the boy a martial technique. His stature was quite large, he should have been able to withstand the attack. However, because the mental lack, the child will still be months.

"really? Do you want to teach me?" Dito's eyes sparkled.

They moved to the minimarket and chatted while learning basic martial techniques. Dito, who had been an orphan since childhood, did not understand how to fight. Dito only lives with his mother, because his father and brother are dead. The son of a widow like Dito is suitable to be a victim of bullying. Because, they would only endure the pain without being able to retaliate. Ken had deep sympathy for Dito's situation. Ken remembered himself when he was a kid. Since I left, the world has been turned upside down. Moreover, his brother still attended school abroad. Ken became cranky and had nowhere to complain. From then on, Ken became a rebel. His father started to move away from little Ken who needed attention. Ken is getting wild and hurt.

*

"First, in martial arts, the most important thing is the MIND. So, not a hotshot, if your enemy is dangerous. Yes avoid! You no longer shoot action movies. Not all enemies must be faced" Ken gave the first tip. Dito recorded it in a notebook entitled "KAK KEN MARTIAL COURSE". He seemed very enthusiastic about what Ken was teaching. Although new to each other, they quickly get along. Dito's face is quite familiar. Maybe because Ken remembered his nephews who were the same age as the child.

"Well, second, because you're still a beginner. Survival techniques are important. This technique, consisting of, evasive techniques, deflecting, and blocking an opponent's attack,"

Ken then exemplified several moves to dodge, deflect and block attacks. Because, the fight is not only a fist fight, but also a stamina fight. If you are too tired at the beginning. Of course it will soon fall.

"Third, attacking technique. This, can use boxing, can use the legs, drum the tent, you know.... Here's how to punch properly, push your hands from behind and turn your wrists with strength. Come.. Try it!"

Dito tried to imitate the moves Ken taught him. It looked like it was pushing people.

"Not that, hahaha.... Twisted on his wrist,"

Dito tried it again, this time, it was good.

"Well, stay in power huh... So push it strong," Ken's message. Dito nodded and took it back down. Not finished the course, there's a call from Ken's phone. Apparently a call from sister Hilda, Ken's only sister.

"Hello, sis?"

"Ken, where? How come you haven't come home?"

"Yes, it's coming home, sorry it's a little business,"

"Yaudah, sister wait, hurry yeah... "

Clik.

"Sorry, deck. Brother go back first. It's no. Call brother, next time we talk again huh? Remember that! Must be physical exercise. Run, lift weights, pull ups, push ups, so the muscles are strong, promise?"

"Promise, Dito will try, brother,"

Their pinkies are hooked. Ken resigned to resign, Dito also seemed to be going home soon. After waving each other, Ken came out of the minimarket and turned to the Tiga Junction. Dito who is still in the minimarket, clean up his stationery.

*

10 O'clock at night.

Most streets in Jakarta are not too quiet. The capital like a 24-hour city is always crowded with people. However, it was different from the atmosphere in the Lengkeng Tiga area. The number of South Jakarta which includes the outskirts does not have integrated metro access, so the road tends to be deserted. Not many stalls and peddlers around, the sidewalk also looks silent. 10 Hours is a pretty good night. The atmosphere around looked gripping. Therefore, Brother Hilda panics if Ken does not come home soon.

*

Jamba!

Suddenly, from behind, there was a person who thrust a knife into Ken's stomach. Ken was surprised, the reflex he gripped the piercer's hand and slammed it to the ground. The stabbing man looked grimacing in pain, but immediately got up despite staggering. He then fled with all his might without being chased by the injured Ken.

Ken fell to the ground. His body was overwhelmed with pain from a knife. Luckily, the prick didn't hit his vital organs. He tried to reach for his phone and called Hilda. Ken rang 'share location' and pressed the voicemail.

"Sister.. To.. Loongs... Jam.. Put... "

With his hands covered in blood, he pressed the button of his cell phone. After it has been sent. Ken tried to walk over while holding his stomach. If the knife is removed, it is dangerous. Ken's gonna have a heavy hemorrhage. Ken can only hope that Brother Hilda's invitation will come soon. He patted his face so as not to fall asleep. If he sleeps, he will not wake up again. Ken must keep his consciousness.

"Geez, Ken!!!"

Hose 10 minutes, Kak Hilda up to the car. He then pulled Ken inside, and drove a speeding drive to the nearest hospital. Ken's face was pale bluish, his body temperature was very low, the blood coming out was too much. Hilda provided first aid before Ken was admitted to the ER.

Arriving in the ER. The doctor ordered the operation room to be ready. Hikda sobbed but tried hard. He waited anxiously, not sleeping.

Three hours have the operating room lights on. A moment later, the lights went out. Operation Ken is just finished. A doctor came out of the room and conveyed the patient's current condition. Luckily, the patient was helped. Ken's critical period is over. Hilda was relieved. Inwardly, he swore to find the perpetrator of the stabbing of his only puppet sister.

At the doctor's advice, Ken had to be treated intensively for three days. If the observations are good, Ken is allowed to go home.

*

Meanwhile, Ken's father looks wrathful with the video shown by his aide.

"Where is that boy now??" Ketus. His adjutant replied, that Ken is being treated for a stab wound. His father's face was red. "Basic bouncer! The thugs!" Instead of sympathizing, Ken's father was inflamed. Ken's father, who is currently in Canada, apparently ordered his secretary to book a ticket back to Jakarta tomorrow. Secretary Ken's father, Miss Elle, was quick to contact the company's partner airlines, and scheduled the departure of Tang Group President to Jakarta tomorrow morning, at 08:00.

*

"Ka... Brother," Ken opened his eyes for the first time. Throughout the vision, there was only a hospital ceiling, an infusion set and a few nurses preparing medicine.

"Ken! Thank goodness you woke up" Hilda, who had fallen asleep at Ken's side, stroked her sister's hair.

"Where is this, brother?"

"Hospital, the afterlife? You bad boy! Make a man a hanger!" Hilda sulks. Hilda had not slept well for three days. Ken who managed to get through a critical period, quite calm his heart, only yesterday he slept soundly.

"Thank you, brother... " Ken smiled thinly. Hilda held tightly to his hand while calming him down.

Tok!

"Come in,"

"Excuse me, Mum... There's an emergency,"

A man in a neat suit in black pantofel shoes and a dark blue tie, thrusting a tablet towards Hilda. His name is Romy. Secretary Sister Hilda.

"We talked outside. Ken, I'm staying a while, yeah,"

Ken nodded slowly. He tried to move his stiff arm. Her body hurts all. Looks like a slow-down effect.

"President came home today, Mom," explained Romy.

"Huh? So sudden!"

"Mom must see this, just uploaded last night," Romy thrust back the tablet with the logo of a bitten apple that was rejected Hilda. A viral video titled "Fight of Thugs and School Children" is trending on social media. Although there is no visible identity of the man called the thug because he wears a hat, but clearly Hilda recognizes him.

"That's Ken, right?"

Romy nodded.

"President seems to be angry because of this incident, Mom. Please be careful," Romy explained the current situation.

Hilda who runs the international non-profit company owned by her late mother is actually not related to her Father's Group. Indeed from the beginning the Group will be inherited in the family's sons, and the daughters will continue the company of their mothers.

The scandal has not yet occurred, because it has not been discovered who the thugs are mentioned in the video. However, Ken's father who had pinned the label 'troublemaker' on Ken certainly reacted differently. Ken's father was furious, seeing his son get into a fight until trending on social media. His head ached thinking of the scandal that might occur.

"Find the uploader and delete the video. Clean up the media that preached it, "Hilda's orders to Romy. The man nodded and immediately did his job. Hilda goes back to Ken's room and tries to smile, so Ken doesn't mind.

"Is there a problem, brother?"

"No, really. You take a break, yeah,"

Ken's feeling bad.

Something must have happened.

However, he could not do much with a hand infused like this.