Find Me in 1000 Years

Golden Batuan

Ken took out another few gold coins from his pants pocket. "Here?"

Hannon widened her eyes. During this time he helped students, only this time he met people who had gold coins that much. This guy must be very, very rich, he thought.

"At least 10 gold coins," the bule man gave a minimum limit. He doubted Ken had that much money in view of his simple appearance.

The Japanese man took out even more gold coins that made Hannon gawk, as Ken took them out of his bag of non-flatulent pants. "Just like that" he said. He placed it on the table, a mountain of gold coins the size of two strokes of his hand.

Phil was now gawking, of course because he had never seen that many gold coins before his eyes. This is really amazing.

"How much is the rate?" ask the Japanese man.

"Eh, give me one gold coin for the ten gold bars I made," said the bule man with eyes that he still could not believe.

The woman hit him on the shoulder. "Still expensive!"

"Ok, as well as the creation of KTP."

Hannon hit her shoulder again. "For all, one gold coin."

The bule man let out a rough breath. "Heh .. yes!" said annoyed.

After completing the fake ID, Phil melted the gold coins. Astonishingly, the last gold bar was still lacking a few more coins, and the Japanese man was still able to fulfill his shortcomings by taking out some fruit.

The two men were astonished to see the Japanese man's wealth. Hannon was even curious to pull Ken into a corner of the room and whispered. "Where did you get all these gold coins?"

"Oh, from the ancestors."

"Oh." A reasonable explanation. The woman imagines the Japanese man from a wealthy family, but she wonders why Ken dresses as modestly as he does?

He was obviously a scholarship boy at the college to make extra money by helping other students with his college, but he did not expect the Japanese man was this rich. He had thought that he would help him find a job if it turned out that his money was limited.

After the smelting was completed, Ken got his gold bullion and he paid for the man's services, but he was not satisfied. "What, can I buy those gold prints?"

Hannon turned towards the bule man. Phil's dumbfounded. "Why? The cost of gold is cheap. You can come back here again."

The woman hit his arm. "Enah tau! You should have given the prints for free to her," he grumbled.

"Just boy. I make a living with those prints, Hannon. I got it indiscriminately" said Phil fiercely.

"Well, I bought it for one gold coin, how? I just need the prints," said Ken slowly. He said it calmly.

Eventually Phil was forced to sell it and get a gold coin instead. The man's face looked lethargic. Hannon. "You should be happy because we gave you a fair price. Than we stole from you, hayo?"

Ken went back to pocketing the gold, and strangely enough, the man's pants were not seen bulging on his thin body wearing slightly loose trousers.

The woman returned flabbergasted. He tried to peek and he saw that the bag looked full. Though Ken only pocketed two bars of gold and the rest he put back into his palm. Only gold bullion prints were left in the woman's backpack because Ken didn't have the bag. They also pampered.

"Ok, but don't forget my percentages!"

"Big!" ken exclaimed with a smile and Hannon really helped him. From cashing in the gold bars, saving money in the bank, paying tuition fees to finding an apartment for the man to live in. After that the woman still accompanied him shopping for clothes in the shopping mall and lunch. Ken.

Something that the woman rarely saw. Most of the rich kids in college try to show that they are rich but not this Japanese guy. Ken instead chose clothes that are comfortable to wear on appeal to branded goods even though they have gone to a large mall to shop. Even the man intends to buy a motorbike for his daily vehicle to go to campus.

"Why don't you buy some nice clothes anyway, Ken?" ask Hannon who took the fries after biting her burger.

"Mmd? Not necessary. I'm not in business, so what am I doing?"

The young lady smiled widely. "Yes, let everyone know, you're rich."

"If my life is still relying on other people's money, I'd better put it this way. Unless I can make that money myself."

Hannon clapped. "Very idealistic."

Ken laughed and sucked his fries. "I want to be a student. It's natural, isn't it?"

The woman held up her thumb.

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Late in the afternoon, Ken returned alone to the apartment he rented. The woman had accompanied him until he had his own motorbike, and had paid for the woman's services on demand.

Hannon came from a poor family, so Ken promised to help the woman's tuition, if Hannon needed it. The woman also turns out to be a tough woman, who doesn't like begging unless she has put out the energy to help Ken.

The Japanese man now settles himself in the living room's long sofa stand, with many shopping parcels strewn across the floor. His tired body made him lazy to open the groceries he had bought and just let the items remain on the floor.

His mind was wandering into the events he had just passed through. Peerworld. Though he had enjoyed his life like the life in silat films, but when he lost his teacher and the knowledge he could make him aware. Something that started must have ended and finally, he returned alone again.

Although there were friends who later came to help but he was actually tired. When did this trip stop and meet Yumi?

Ah, Yumi. He didn't even know what to say when he met the woman. If he met the woman and saved her, what would he do? Her life and Yumi are no longer the same. Do I have to take her back to Japan? So, what am I going to do after that?

Ken sighed fretfully. Why did he suddenly think of this? Maybe I'm just tired. He placed a pillow behind his head and began to close his eyes.

Am I starting to lose my purpose? The man opened his eyes again. He did not want to sleep until he sat on the couch.

For a moment he was silent and then cross-legged by tightening the folds of his feet. His body has been weak since that time. Therefore he tried to concentrate on channeling energy in order to increase body strength.

It took me a few minutes to realize that it was useless. His body was even more tired. "G ...." Ken stopped the meditation. It seemed like the path of blood in his body was also different so he could not force the body to exercise again like before.

He must be patient because his body is still not recovered as before. At least he tried. He'll just wait for Ejiro and everything will be back to normal. Meanwhile, he had a non-boring activity while waiting for the man to come, namely college in medicine.

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