PRETTY GHOSTS

The Hardness of the Capital

There is a saying that the capital is more cruel than the stepmother. Perhaps the proverb has a point for people who are less fortunate, when deciding to try to change fate by going to a big city. Whether because of his mentally unprepared or indeed does not have the ability, not a few people who fail and get misfortune when deciding to go to a big city

Just as a young man experienced, the intention of the heart to change the fate of desperately going to the city, but the young man did not even get a job. it had been over a week that the young man was living in the city, but he was still completely stranded in the lunta and looking for work.

Many suggested that he better go home and try his business in the village. But due to a greater sense of prestige and shame, the young man rejected all of those suggestions subtly. He was sure he would get a job.

It was only natural that the man greatly upheld his current prestige. Because before leaving for the city, the twenty-three-year-old boy had boasted that he would go home if he had been successful. Therefore, he would be embarrassed if he had only left for a few days but instead returned home without results.

Luckily, the young man had enough pocket money for his living expenses while still looking for a job. If calculated in economical mode, the money he holds can still be used for living expenses for two months including making housing costs.

The young man is currently seen stepping foot in a park located not far from where he was staying. The park became a place to rest if the young man felt tired because of a day looking for work but did not go to get it too.

"God! How hard is work, huh?" the young man complained as soon as his butt had landed on the grass. Since these past few days, the young man has always spent his time in the park.

The young man actually came to the city not alone. Two of his friends first came to this town. They were already workers and when the two friends returned home the young man decided to join his friend to the city. They also live in the same rented area just different rooms.

Satisfied to unwind while filling his stomach with a plate of fried rice that he bought around the park, the young man immediately got up and stepped towards the way home because it was too late. Because his phone died, the young man asked the fried rice merchant if it was now what time, and it was answered at nine o'clock.

When the young man's footsteps passed through a fairly quiet road, he was startled by a loud enough voice.

"Please!"

The young man of course lambsung circulated his gaze and looked for the source of the voice that came from the cry of a woman. Before the voice for help disappeared, the young man knew which direction, the voice for help.

The three men of course did not accept the pleasure of being bullied. Enragedly, one of the three immediately stared intently at the young man. "God! Who are you, huh! how dare you disturb people's pleasure!"

"Curtain people's fun! It's not a pleasure, but it's a criminal act!" reply the young man.

"Much talk! If you dare, here's our opponent!"

Feeling challenged for having high prestige, the young man just went ahead and defeat was inevitable. It was initially one on one and looked like the three people were extremely overwhelmed. Until finally there was a three-on-one fight.

Seeing an opportunity to escape, the woman who had almost gotten unwanted treatment, immediately fled while shouting for help.

"Ah shit! The woman ran away!" one of the men looked very angry. "Get on him!"

Blindly the three men continued to put up a fight, until one of them saw a wooden block that was long enough and silent he took it. When the young man caught his guard off guard, as quickly as possible, the wooden block he struck down hit the young man's head temple.

"Akhc!"

And a second of the young man collapsed by holding his blood-splitting temple.

Brug!

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