Death Island

Mano and his dark story

Aoi and Yahmen looked across, an island slightly smaller than Death Island.

"White said, "If the pawns and the Hidengs, will fight Alberto, ' I think this is our chance to help them.

"I'll talk about it to everyone! I hope they support me" Yahmen said.

From behind the walls of Mano and Balian appeared hand in hand, in their hands carrying a group of fish.

Ever since Alberto left the island, they have been a little daring to fish in the ocean and people locked in the dark forest have been freed with them.

Nevertheless, they still continued to practice war. They know their fight is not over, they have been smart to close the island with the mines they stole.

With the help of a trio of mechanics and Kavin, also Darmanto, Heru, Junaid and Marta are background army.

They begin to understand using all of that, and make defenses.

The children begin to play, and they divide the group into several people to guard the harbor and the vulnerable places that Alberto has always controlled.

They used Alberto's former cave monitor, unfortunately they weren't as smart as the pawns operating all those sophisticated tools.

They have not been able to use it to ask the Indonesian government for help, all because of the path that Alberto cut.

However, one thing they are smart about using firearms. Using bombs and grenades is also laser shot.

They gathered all the remains left by Alberto for their use.

Balian and Mano looked at the couple in front of him who was still embracing the friendly look into the vast ocean.

The eagles were still yawning in the sky, the three eagles were still flying around Death Island and the Noble Island.

Give information to the owner.

Mano looked at the two with a thousand questions, he knew. If his best friend is silent a thousand languages there is something he is thinking about.

"What's up, Yahmen?" his tanya sat on a rock around the wall.

"I want us to help the pawns and the Hideng Tribe. You also know, Si Abu must have told you Ayesha.

"I'm tired of waiting too long ... If Alberto wins then they will hunt us down again" Yahmen said, sitting next to his best friend.

Yahmen's long hair is blown by the wind, in contrast to Mano who likes short hair. Their hair was already bleached, but the remaining strokes of their beauty were still emanating.

The four of them looked at the vast ocean. Mano still remembers the first time he set foot on Death Island, escaping his mother and stepbrother when he was 15.

He was sold by his stepmother into prostitution, so he ran to save himself.

***

35 years ago ....

At the port in City A he ran and entered a large ship hiding in the engine room behind large levers. Cowering to hunger and withstanding the heat.

Mano had just killed a pimp who wanted to drag and grab him.

He remembered every detail of it, still looking at his sinful and blood-soaked hands.

His stepmother and stepbrother left him after receiving a wad of money, hundreds of thousands at a nightclub.

"Mother, help! Don't leave me!" yelled Mano crying. Trying to reach his stepmother's hand, kneeling at her feet.

"I promise to obey all your orders, don't sell me, Mom!" sobs Mano.

The mother looked at Mano's face without pity, instead kicking him with the heels of her shoes.

Mano fell on the dimly lit club floor, all eyes looking indifferently.

Mano was so scared, seeing everyone as if starving wanted to devour him. He was 15 years old, he was holding a wound to his face from the cruel kick of his stepmother.

He needed the love he didn't get from his dead mother. Instead he gets punches, shouts, scolding maki, and lashes every time he makes a mistake.

Mano only watched his stepmother drive away in their car, leaving him amid a hungry tiger that wanted to eat every inch of his frail and frail body.

A woman dragged him, pulled his left hand, he did not care about the fear on Mano's face.

"Come, in! Serve all the guests, I've paid you dearly!" hardik women look creepy, with makeup menor in a dimly lit club.

Mano tried to hug the club's pole, one hand still pulled by the pimp.

However, the woman did not care, "Hit, he!" shouted the pimps.

A man hit him on the back with a whip, "Aaa!" mano shouted in pain.

His pain changed everything, he became angry among his cries.

He was angry that everyone had treated him arbitrarily, he hated being born to suffer.

His father did not care what his stepmother had done, his mother had died 10 years ago.

Making him suffer day and night at the hands of his mother and half-brother, he looked on with indignation and vengeance. In the direction of the pimps and the young man who still floated his lash.

He was still attached to the pole, his tears had run out.

"I won't cry, anymore!" his inner.

He caught the whip of the man whether courage and strength from which he was able to do all that.

On his back his clothes were torn apart and blood started to seep, his poignant taste turned into hatred.

Everyone treated him like an animal, his mother and stepbrother and his father did the same to him.

As if he had no self-esteem and was no longer needed, he hated it all.

He did not fight his mother and father out of respect for them but now, that respect disappeared to nowhere.

"Don't try to do that again!" furious Mano.

His strength increased with his emotions that were already on the verge of normal, he immediately bit the pimp's hand, kicked *********** the man.

Making the man fall, all the club visitors watch him. Mano did not care he was angry, he took the whip and whipped the man.

"Catch*******, that is!" shouted the pimps.

All his executioners came to want to snatch Mano, he looked at the pimper full of revenge.

Mano picked up a gun tucked in the waist of the man who fell on the floor he was still whipping.

Mano's long hair draped over his face which began to creep, his beauty turning into a demon.

Mano shot the man to death.

"Go or I'll kill you all!" shout Mano. He was crazy and possessed, he was not afraid of death or imprisonment.

The executioners were frightened, as if they saw another shadow on Mano's body, "The woman is a devil!" said one of the men retreating.

The other executioner tried to get closer, Mano immediately shot his waist the man sprawled making their guts shriek.

"I have nothing to do with you! Go," said Mano. Other forces overwhelmed him, his emotions and anger.

He was tired, Mano approached the Pimp straight away, "You said I was ******?" shout Mano.

He immediately shot the pimp at ***********, tortured him with a kick.

"You sell*********other women just for your stomach! Feel, hahaha!" Mano laughed crazyly.

He immediately shot the pimps right in the head, making everyone scatter away and escape.

Mano ran away from the crowd, wanting to go home to his mother with a gun still in his grasp.

At the door he saw his father and stepmother and half-sister counting the money from the sale.

Mano's blood was seething and as angry as possible, he immediately shot the head of his stepmother and sister and father.

His humanity disappeared instantly, his compassion and affection for his family disappeared.

The father who was injured in his leg yelled angrily and cursed his daughter.

Mano turned to his father and threw his gun right over his father's body. The father took the gun and wanted to shoot Mano.

But the gun was empty, Mano was sad. His real father really wanted to throw it away, too,

"You don't deserve to be called a father!" lirih Mano's.