GRUDGE (I'm Not A Shadow)

WHO-IS-SHE?

“Begini, Sir. We found a young man who was very similar to the young master,”, one of the subordinates told his boss.

“Similar to Young master?” ask the Boss.

“True, Sir. But he was dressed very badly. We have seen the young man several times, it looks like he works in one of the Warehouses in the M.” market Definitely the boss's subordinate. “But it seems like he is often treated badly in that place,”.

“Fisher him here, I want to see what he looks like?” the boss' orders to his men.

“Good, Sir! Then just say retreat,” the subordinate bent his body, then leave immediately.

“Could it be him? Has he come? It's a good opportunity,” the inner man after his men leave.

***

While with Grace, now he was sitting on the side of the road with a face bruised by the blows he received from the men of Mr. Jono.

“Yes god.. What wrong? Why are you treating me unfairly like this!?” he was holding his chest. “Don't you give me a little justice? I'm tired, I can also feel pain like everyone else,” she continued with a full sense of despair’an.

The next day, with the rest of the money he earned while working in the rice warehouse. He again tried to find the figure of the father and also his brother.

“May this time you give me a good path, Lord!”

He began to walk, asking the passersby. Until one day, he arrived at an uninhabited old building. He decided to rest there.

Grace ventured to enter the old building. He immediately stepped foot, after until he immediately opened his bag, took out a packet of rice and also a bottle of mineral water that he had previously bought.

Just as he was about to eat the rice pack, suddenly there was the sound of someone coughing.

“Uhukk.. Uhukk.”

“Who's there?” ask Grace half screaming. “If you are human, quickly get out!”

The one who coughed before, appeared to Mercy. A 35-year-old man with a handsome face but pale and injured in the legs and left arm.

“Who are you?” ask Grace.

“Sa-,” has not yet answered the question Grace, the man fell and lost consciousness.

“Hey.. Hey.” Grace patted the cheek of the person. “She pingsang!”

Grace drags the lost person to the edge of the building. To a wider place.

After a long wait, the person finally realized.

“Kakak is aware?” ask Grace.

“Who are you? Why are you helping me?” the man's voice was very weak as he asked Grace.

“I Grace, is there any reason to help others?” instead of answering the man's question, Grace asked back.

The man fell silent, but shortly afterwards. He spoke back. “Can I ask for a little water and your food?” pinta the man.

“Please if you want to, but this rice I have eaten some of earlier,” said Rahmat.

Without hesitation, the man immediately grabbed the rice wrap in front of Rahmat and ate it greedily.

“Why?” ask the man after drinking water.

“Nothing,” replied Grace. “Oiya, what's your sister's name? And why can brother's leg and arm hurt?”

“I Dean, I was caught by a group of people,” replied the man who turned out to be named Dean.

“Sister wait here, I came out for a while to look for painkillers. Later I come back,” said Rahmat while leaving a carry bag.

Dean stared at Grace for a moment, “Don't be suspicious, I'm not part of the group of people who attacked brother. I'm just an unlucky fool,” Grace immediately came out of that old building to look for a cure.

Dean smiled at the words Grace. “Newly this time there was a fool who blatantly admitted that he was stupid. You're really stupid,” Dean's mutter.

Dean got up and walked to where he had been hiding, he took something from his hiding place, and returned to where he was and Grace sat.

He sat down and waited for mercy. Soon, Rahmat returned with medicine and a black crackle bag.

“What is it?” ask Dean.

“It's medicine, and it's Bread.” Answer Grace. “Huh, prices in the City and in the Village are very different,” complained Grace.

“What's the reason?” ask Dean again.

“Kakak don't know, Bread of this size for 2500 thousand here. While in the village, 2500 money has been able to 3 fried foods,” explained Rahmat with an innocent face.

“Hahaha.. The city is different from the Village, in the Village you can live in peace. But in the city, you will not be able to live quietly. Even stomach affairs, if you are not strong then you will often starve. Because in this City, who is strong is the one in power!”

For two days Grace and Dean stayed inside the old building. Now the wounds on Dean's arm and leg have improved. Dean immediately went to Grace.

“I have to leave immediately, thank you for taking care of me and treating me. Someday, I will reply him with something appropriate,” Dean said to Grace.

“Where will sister go?” ask Grace.

“I'm going home, I have to reply to people who have hurt, I.”

“Learn well to judge others, get rid of the naivety you have. Don't let you be taken advantage of by other parties later on!” After speaking like that to Grace, Dean immediately left the place.

Grace tries to digest Dean's words, words he doesn't understand at all. But he knew that there was a purpose stored in that speech.

“What does that mean? Who the hell is he? If you look at the clothes and shoes he wears. Of course he is not an ordinary person,” mutter Grace while looking at the back of Dean who has moved away from the area in the old building.

“Two days ago I did not go around looking for the whereabouts of my father and brother. Now I have to find them again.” Grace carried her bag and immediately left the old building.

When the day had gone by in the afternoon, Grace who was walking on the streets was quite quiet. Suddenly, a group of people approached him. “Whose are you?” ask Grace as the group of people approach her.

“No need to ask much, we want your life!” snarled one of the group.

“I never felt there was any business with you guys, even we all never met before.”

“Much talk!” someone immediately hit Rahmat's stomach to make Grace fall down on the Asphalt road.

When the shaking occurs, the sound of someone stopping it.

“Stop!” yelled at someone who just got out of his car.