How to Become a Mafia Boss

Chapter 2's

Winston doesn't know how long he's been walking, he's finally home. As soon as he opened the door, his parents were home. When they saw Winston's scarred face, they asked, "Wins, what's wrong with you?"

Winston's sense of prestige made him unable to say that he had been beaten up, so he said in a weak voice. "Outside the heavy rain, so floppy and banged."

His mother asked attentively. "You okay, Wins? Need to see a doctor?"

"Ma, I'm gapapa, don't interfere!" Winston went straight back to his room and locked the door, his feelings were so messed up right now, he didn't want to meet anyone.

Winston's father knocked on his bedroom door and said, "Wins, then eat first and just go back to the room!"

"Pa, I've been eating out." There was a sound of annoyance from inside the room. Winston's father turned to his wife and said, "I feel like our son is increasingly distancing himself from us, now Winston rarely tells us about himself."

"Yes, this kid..."

Around 10 o'clock, Winston heard his parents had gone into the room and slept. He then went out of the room, went to the bathroom and took a clean shower first. Then look for the toolbox on the terrace, take a cutter back to his room.

Inside his room, Winston took off all his clothes, stood in front of the mirror with a naked body, his hand holding the cutter. Staring at himself in the mirror, Winston said in such a cold tone.  "Winston remembers well, from today on, no one should bother you anymore."

Then he pushed out the knife, stretched out his left hand, and sliced his palm. The cutter blade that was so sharp it scratched his palm 3 inches long, fresh blood instantly flowing out. Winston tightened his jaw so as not to make a sound, looked at his face that was wrinkled with pain, then said firmly. "Winston, if you're sick like this you can't bear it, how can you expect to not be bothered anymore?" The pain in his palm spread throughout his nerves, making him groan uncontrollably.

Maybe because it hurt too much, or maybe because of the blood that flowed too much, Winston felt his head dizzy, but his hand still gripped the cutter knife tightly. Winston's parents heard a moan from their son's room. Not knowing what was happening, they opened the door to Winston's room, and the two of them were shocked by the sight they saw. The floor was filled with blood, Winston's hand was holding a cutter blade, a naked body sprawled on the floor with a weakly groaning mouth.

Winston's father immediately took the blanket and wrapped his son's body while running out, his mother followed behind, they both ran to the hospital as fast as possible.

One week later, Winston returned to school as usual carrying his school bag, only his left hand was wrapped in bandages.

When he entered the classroom, he did not care at all about the curious gazes of his classmates, just sitting on his seat quietly. Friends felt something different after a week of not seeing Winston, but where the difference no one could explain, just felt there was something different and strange.

Looking at her classmate, Suna asked attentively. "Winston, he said some days you're sick and hospitalized. What pain is that bad?"

"It's nothing" Winston replied with a smile. "Just accidentally injure your hand."

Suna looked at the bandage in Winston's hand, nodded in understanding, then said in annoyance. "What age is it, it's still sloppy!"

Winston laughed and said, "Alright, next time I'll pay attention." Looking at the cheerful laughing Winston, Suna really felt something was different, at least she felt Winston was much more cheerful.

"What's so funny? Wins, don't tell me you ran away in the hospital to say yes! Haha!" Carlos walked towards Winston with an evil smile.

Suna saw Carlos disturbing Winston instantly feeling annoyed, she said loudly. "Carlos, are you crazy? Didn't see Winston get hurt?"

"Well, she's your boyfriend until it's helped like that, when are you guys?"

Suna was irritated until her face turned red. "Lu... You're shameless." Winston pulled Suna and said: "Have it, let's just say he's farting! Why fight with him?" Suna immediately laughed and glanced at Carlos mischievously without speaking.

Carlos thought he heard wrong, immediately said while glaring at Winston."Shit, what did you just say?"

Winston stood up and walked firmly towards Carlos, when his face was only a few cent with Carlos's face, he stopped and said with great emphasis. "So I said you were farting!"

Blood flowed from the corner of Winston's lips, but this time he did not cry, but laughed. Staring at the laughing Carlos, Winston put his hand into his pants pocket. When Carlos and the others felt Winston must have gone mad, the sound of Winston's laughter stopped. Winston took his hand out of his pants pocket, and Carlos saw a knife, a cutter knife that was still so new.

Winston pushed out his knife slowly. The class instantly became silent, there was only a 'kreek' 'creek' sound coming from the cutter.

Carlos held the fear in his heart, he could not believe it, Winston whom he still beat last week as he pleased, could now do something to him! "Damn it, you think with a buluk knife so I'd be scared of you? Don't see what you're like. "Seeing Winston was not moving, he was increasingly convinced Winston was just scaring him, Carlos pushed Winston's head and said, "With your face squirming, go you all the way!"

Winston waited for Carlos to finish his speech, then shifted his body, a cutter blade darting in front of Carlos face. Carlos felt something wet on his face, then heard the screams of a classmate who was so deafening. The salty liquid flowed into Carlos' mouth. Carlos reached out to hold his face, what the hell? How sticky! As soon as he saw his hand, it was filled with fresh blood!

"Let'soo!" Carlos held his face with both hands while shouting. Winston came forward and grabbed his hair tightly, making Carlos look at him directly: "Do you know? This is the reward for disturbing me!" Carlos saw the look in Winston's eyes that were so cold, just a flash, this was not a human eye, only a ferocious beast could emit such a frightening look. He was very afraid now, from childhood until now, only this time did he feel what death was. Not because of the wound on his face was also not because of the knife in Winston's hand, but rather the person standing before him who made him familiar but also foreign.

However, Junior High School children are still children, surely never see anything like this. cowards students are immediately shocked to tears. A student ran out of the classroom and headed to the homeroom with wide strides, he immediately opened the door and ran in. At this time the homeroom teacher was reading the teaching module, found his class students running in in in panic, immediately asked: “Daniel Manurang, why enter without knocking on the door?”

Daniel said with a breath. “Pak teacher, drugged, Winston hurt Carlos' face, blood is so much!”

Their classroom guardian was a male teacher, usually very fond of Winston, he felt that this student was not only diligent, he was also smart, he was also smart, problems as difficult as anything just need to be taught once can, just a little quiet nature. Hearing Daniel's words he felt disbelief, a good student like Winston where might scratch his friend's face until it bleeds?! But seeing that Daniel's reaction wasn't like he was lying, he went with Daniel to the class in curiosity.

Arriving in front of the class, heard the room so quiet. Master looked at Daniel and said to himself, This bastard if you dare to lie to me, just look at how I fuck you. Daniel was stared at by the teacher to the creeps, he stood there without daring to move. The teacher pushed the door and walked into the classroom, the students in the classroom all sitting in their seats. At first he looked towards Winston, currently he was reading a book on his desk. Then raised his face looking back, only to see Carlos holding his face with a handkerchief, but fresh blood had soaked the handkerchief and dripped on the table.

The teacher asked loudly. “Carlos, who hurt your face?”

Carlos raised his face and quietly glanced towards Winston who was sitting in the front row, finding him looking back at him with that gaze again, the look in his eyes was so cruel, he said, it was as if saying that he was telling the truth would tear him apart. His heart felt fear, even involuntarily goosebumps, he stood up and said loudly. “Sir teacher, I accidentally scratched my own face, not someone else did it.”

Disciples like him are indeed very hated by teachers, hearing him say so the teacher immediately felt relieved, “Then why are still sitting there. Jono, take him to the toilet to clean his wound!” After saying that he muttered softly. “Trusting, make the floor full of blood!”

He pointed to Daniel. “Why did you say that Winston made Carlos bleed?” Daniel said with a force. “So I saw for myself..” But when he saw the look in Winston's eyes, he immediately swallowed the speech that was already on the tip of the tongue. Then look and say to the teacher. “Ma.. sorry sir, shouldn't I lie, Carlos who hurt himself Sir!”

Next time see the obvious just tell mr.” The teacher turned his head and said to Winston: “Wins, already want a test, how are you prepared?”

Winston stood up and said with great respect. “Teacher's father take it easy! I'm sure I can get a national champion.”

Having a student like Winston was a matter of pride for a teacher, and there were students like him in the classroom making him feel much more powerful when he was with other teachers. He smiled with satisfaction and patted Winston on the shoulder as he said, “Winston, diligently studying is good, but must pay attention to your health, do not get tired huh?”

Winston nodded obediently. “Thank you for the attention Sir, I will pay attention to it!”

The teacher told Winston to sit down, then said to Daniel. ”Take the mop and mop class until clean.” Daniel resigned, he was willing to offend the teacher rather than tell the truth, because Winston who is now much more terrible than the teacher. The class felt so calm, the heart of every student sitting in his seat was like being crushed by a huge stone, making them barely able to breathe. And in the end Suna who first broke the silence, she asked her companion. “Why did you become so sadistic?”

Winston just said flatly. “Because I realized only in such a way not to be bothered by others.”

“But even though Carlos is naughty, your way is too cruel. Such a big wound wouldn't it leave a mark on his face?” Suna felt what Carlos did was a little outrageous.

Winston smiled and said something strange. “Human's life is predetermined by destiny, even if you try hard, will not be able to change your destiny.” After saying so, he went back to reading his book and no longer piled up Suna who was confused.

After a moment, Carlos and Jono returned from the toilet, in Carlos' nose was stuck with a bandage 4 inches long, on top of which still visible faint blood. When Carlos passed beside Winston he stopped his steps, he bowed respectfully to Winston. “Kak Wins, one day you are my boss, I will be your follower!”

Fat students who often bother Winston – Carlos, from now on will be the most loyal pelingdung Winston. The scars that filled his body were somehow caused by saving Winston, this was their future.