Strange Writing
04. Son of Satan (eps 2)
Some time stepping, Gena arrived at his destination. His smile widened as his eyes looked around, the street in front of him was fairly quiet at this time, the shopkeeper who was usually at the checkout table also seemed to be resting inside the house.
The building in front of Gena is a medium-sized house with a small shop in the living room section. The store sells electrical equipment mostly in the form of cables and nuts.
The shopkeeper in question is a middle-aged man who is married and has two children the same age as Gena. The man is fat, his emotions are erratic, and if he is angry, he will throw whatever he can achieve.
Previously, it was the man who threw the mossy ground on Gena's head because Gena took two flower-shaped and flattened screwdrivers inside the storefront without paying. Gena even threatened to screw one of the boys who happened to be in school that morning.
Gena glanced at the surroundings once more before executing the plan that had long filled his mind. He put a basket under a tree not far from the house, then picked up the spiced fireworks and had a thin, long wooden handle.
Gena planted some of the fireworks deep into the ground while surrounding the yard. After finishing, he picked up a match from the pocket of the tee shirt covered in his jacket. Because the firecracker axis is not too long, Gena must quickly burn them at a time in order to create true uniformity of sound.
Soon Gena moved away from his basket and saw how the two hundred thousand fireworks worked.
In fact, the sound of the eruption as well as the colorful light that was plastered was more amazing than he thought.
The light did not glow in the air as it usually did, the wood supporting the gunpowder was too deep to enter the ground, so the storage area fell silent and erupted around the house.
“Keren ...,” praise Gena with an almost creepy enthusiastic expression.
The sound of fireworks is so deafening that people who happened to be near the shop house jumped in shock and not a few also cursed and intend to find suspects to be judged. However, their desires were wiped out and turned anxious when they found a boy who was famous for his madness several years ago standing proud with a satisfied smile on his lips.
“Anj**! Who is brengs** who dares disturb my sleep?!”
Suddenly the owner of the house who was the shopkeeper came out of the shop door. He shouted out loud with a crimson face, his eyes buyingak track around like the beast he had previously called.
Seeing the man he was looking for coming out of the cave, Gena trembled with pleasure. He felt the basket he had lifted to look for other smaller firecrackers. After being found, he ran over and threw the firecracker into the shopkeeper's body.
Gena laughed loudly as his firecrackers erupted in the face and other body parts to the surprise of the shopkeeper. “Bombs! Beware bomb!” he screamed in his laughter.
The shopkeeper glared, his blood getting boiling after knowing that Gena was interfering with his life again. His hand shook off the pebble-sized objects that rained down on him mercilessly although it did not help much as the firecrackers erupted right after touching his hand.
“Satanic Wholesalers!” the screams of the shopkeeper blurted.
The people watching from afar felt angry as well as pity, but they were too afraid if Gena chased after them like what happened to the shopkeeper for meddling. So, nothing stopped Gena's joyous action against his victims.
“Uncle, do you know if this bullet is called a banging mercon?” gena shared the science.
The shopkeeper retreated step by step unconsciously, still continuing to block the fast pace of the firecrackers who wanted to blow themselves in the face. He was about to claw Gena, but the boy continued to run from left to right and came back again with a God-only-knowing agility.
The man rolled around for a while until he got a balance with his face lying face down on the ground. This time, Gena was completely awake could not stop, his stomach until sick because of the gelinya see the circus scene in the style of comedy.
Worst of all, it turned out that the shopkeeper was stopped right above a cat litter that looked like it was still newly created.
Gena bent down while holding his stomach, it seemed like his abdominal muscles were convulsing from laughing fatigue. He gasped for breath trying to win himself over, as he raised his head, he laughed again.
“Uncle, how does it feel to eat those processed foods? You can add salt if it is tasteless.”
The shopkeeper woke up with a trembling body, looking chaotic and shaken. He fought his disgust and cleaned the dirt on his face using his front shirt. The movement made his greasy stomach visible and managed to make Gena shed tears of amazement and excessive amused.
“Give me four thumbs up for you, Uncle!” exclaimed Gena while showing all the thumbs he had. He fell down because he could no longer stand up.
The shopkeeper like wanting to vomit smelled a scent on his body. He got up and decided to take off his top shirt and threw it to where Gena was.
Gena immediately got up and jumped away. His laughter instantly stopped, his bright brown eyes staring at the man sharply. The shopkeeper also looked at him, but his teary eyes held back tears. They looked at it for a long time.
“Well, seems like enough for today. Thank you for giving me a great attraction. Uncle has to take a shower now before dark. If Uncle gets in the wind, your stomach will not be able to and explode,” led Gena while turning away without turning his head.
The shopkeeper was already depressed and also embarrassed because his body was not ideal known to the masses, he let Gena's sentence float in the air unanswered and immediately entered his house to wash the body with ice water.
The people hiding everywhere breathed a sigh of relief as none of the two figures were injured, only the shopkeeper's pride deserved their help. They intend to apologize to the shopkeeper tomorrow morning for not helping the man when in need, they want to prepare the blessings of the city and also the flowers first.
On the other hand, Gena snorted in annoyance several times while kicking the stones that appeared in front of his feet. “The old man was so crybaby, so annoying!"
Gena still wanted to play the fat man, but he was forced to stop as his mood worsened. Although he was called a crazy child and did not know himself or had no morals, in fact he could not bear to see others cry. He preferred everyone to be upset, angry, and afraid of him. Not to shed tears!
Different again if crocodile tears, Gena will not hesitate to cut off their organs.
“Do I just burn down his house?” muttered Gena while flanking his chin. But then, he imagined the boy's daughter who previously said Gena wanted him to screwdriver.
Gena knew the girl, her name was Cipa, a strange name to be unique. The character of the girl is the same as her name; petite, sweet, funny, and full of passion. Cipa was one of the people who behaved well to him. Perhaps it was also because the girl was still small and did not know the world.
Gena imagined if he really burned down Cipa's residence, the girl would definitely become the number one hater for him. He would cry the loudest, most likely also ambitious for revenge, the grim inner Gena.
“Yes, I'm just looking for food,” said Gena then turned in one of the alleys, looking for a restaurant because his stomach was hungry.
Fortunately the wallet he stole contained a fair amount of money, probably nearly two million.
