
Hosshh hosshhhh
A girl ran quickly while occasionally looking back. Sweat seemed to flood over his face and his seedy clothes. Panicked, the girl continued to run while pulling an old cart containing scavenged items.
"Oh my God, help me. Don't let me get caught by them" he said with a trembling body. The quiet night did not stop him from escaping.
Called Ilona. He's twenty years old. As an orphan who lives on the streets, Ilona continues to live by being a scavenger. In fact, Ilona did not live on the streets, but in an orphanage. However, due to being bullied, he decides to live independently outside the home.
But unfortunately good luck refused to take sides. Instead of living a much better life, Ilona ends up as a scavenger who lives with an old grandmother. But again, good luck was not on his side. A year ago, her grandmother was very sick. In order to bring her grandmother to the doctor, Ilona was forced to borrow money from a loan shark. At the beginning of borrowing the amount of money is not large, and once again Ilona fared badly. In just one month he was asked to repay the loan as much as five times the initial loan. Not yet the debt problem was solved, Ilona was again hit by a storm where the grandmother finally died due to illness she suffered.
It's fallen, hit the stairs anyway. This adage fits perfectly with the fate that Ilona is living now. As a result of delinquent pay, the amount that Ilona had to return increased to become even greater. This causes Ilona to play a chase with the bandits who are sent by the loan shark to catch her.
"Where should I go now?" ilona muttered, beginning to get tired. He hasn't eaten this whole day. Plus, he is carrying a lot of stuff. This caused Ilona's move to become weak. He needs rest.
(Ah, there's a car. I'd better hide out there. It is good to collect energy. It just so happens that it is a little dark too. Hopefully the eyes of those bandits can't find my whereabouts)
Without a second thought Ilona immediately hid behind a car that belonged to no one. He then placed the wagon in a dark place in the hope that it would be invisible to the bandits.
(Who is he? What was he doing behind my car? Stalking?)
Karl silently watched someone crouching behind his car. He who had just met someone was astonished when the person was on the ground when some men appeared not far from there.
"Damn! We lost track of the girl again. Arggghhh!"
"How is this, boss?!"
"Search again. The rat must be hiding not far from here. Come on!"
(Oh, the bandits turned out)
Drrtt
The phone in Karl's pants pocket vibrates. Karl initially refused to answer. However, the phone was constantly vibrating until he finally answered the call.
"What's wrong?"
["Uncle Karl, Dad said Uncle wanted to come home. Why hasn't it appeared yet? Is Uncle's car on strike because it's running out of gas?"]
"Some time Uncle will get there. What do you want Uncle to buy?" asked Karl with a small smile. It was his nephew who called.
["Emm it's up to Uncle. Mom says Justin can't ask. Not good."]
Karl chatted with his nephew as he continued to pay attention to the person hiding behind his car. When viewed from the gelagatnya, it looks like the person has no evil intentions. To be sure, Karl decided to approach after ending the call. Don't forget he made sure that the bandits had left.
Sreeettt
"God .. hmmpptt!!"
Ilona was shocked half-dead as someone suddenly smothered her mouth from behind. What the fuck. Is it possible that he was caught by one of the bandits?
"Who are you?" asked Ilona while trying to get up. His legs trembled, afraid of the man standing before him.
"The question should have come out of my mouth. Not from your mouth" said Karl coldly. He then squinted his eyes. "Who are you?"
"Me?" Ilona pointed at her own chest. Emboldened himself, he stepped forward in order to see the appearance of the man. "Oh, I was wrong. You're not part of those bandits, are you?"
There's no answer. Realizing that the man before her was a pervert, Ilona quickly retreated backwards and used her hands to cover her chest. He's alert.
"You're a stalker?" karl asked somewhat strangely looking at the human attitude before him.
"Don't just accuse me. Why am I stalking a pervert like you? There is no job!"
"What did you say? A pervert?"
"Yes, you're a pervert. Why indeed?"
Karl grunted rudely. This guy is outrageous. Dare to call himself a pervert. Must be taught a lesson.
"Why do you want?"
Ilona gulped. He panicked himself as this lewd man walked forward towards him. Thinking that the man was about to harass her, Ilona prepared to shout. But what happened next made Ilona resigned. Instead of touching it, the man pulled the cart and threw it away. Ilona panicked, then begged the man not to ruin the only treasure he had.
"Master, please don't touch my wagon. I beg you,"
"Why? Scared?"
"That's my only source of livelihood. If it gets damaged, I want to eat what," said Ilona while putting on a clear face. He was poor and had nothing. If the wagon breaks, he dies.
"What do I care?" Karl was indifferent. A second after that suddenly a single thought flashed across his head.
(It looks like this girl can be used as entertainment)
"You can get back your wagon if you're willing to do something for me. How's it?"
"Something what?" ask Ilona not understand.
"Buy a present for my nephew. If the results are satisfactory, this wagon you can get back. If not, then don't blame me if this old wagon is smashed to pieces" Karl replied threateningly.
Ilona was silent. He was confused to think about how to buy a gift that this man wanted when he just did not have the money to just buy food.
"170893'S chat. Buy that gift with this" said Karl, throwing a black card on the ground. "One hour. It's a minute late, then you'll know the consequences."
A sense of pain filled Ilona's heart and mind as she picked up the card from the ground. So hurt. If not for the sake of his wagon, Ilona would not have been willing to receive such low treatment. But back to the fact that he was just a poor man. Ilona was forced to accept this treatment even though her heart was very sick.
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