SUCCESSFUL SCAVENGERS

SUCCESSFUL SCAVENGERS
Zen Started doing business



After passing hours of teaching and learning at his school, Zen stepped foot toward a hape counter in the city.


With a distance of 12 kilometers, Zen chose rural angkot as a means of transportation.


“..left bang!” zen said he stopped the questionnaire he had been riding since he left his school door.


After paying a fee specifically for students, Zen immediately looked for Hape's sales counter.


“..jambreeet!!!”


Suddenly heard the cries of mothers dressed in bright pink service from the front.


Meanwhile, there are two people riding a motorcycle, look carefree towards him.


Zen stood in the middle of the road and did not flinch to move aside.


“..woo move aside elu bego!!”


“...marge woi!!”


“..yaah want to die that young man!”


Various street comments were heard nagging Zen who stood in the middle of the road, in order to block two snatchers who were heading towards him.


{ngeeeenggg!!}


The jambret motor is not slowed down, it is even gassed fast!


{jbreeett}


Zen launches a turning kick that directly hits the driver's chest.


{bruaaakkkk}


The snatcher motor immediately fell dragged and finally hit the roadside with the situation still on.


“...aduuh!!”


The two men immediately fell from the bike with their buttocks hit the asphalt of the road.


“..woi son of the devil!! Dare you be with me!” said one of the snatchers who had issued a folding type sharp weapon.


“..just stab it boy! It's just been bothering us!” another commented while patting – patting his butt that looked in pain while trying to stand up.


Zen was still with a cold expression responding to the words of the two snatchers in front of him.


“..pak please, those two guys snatched my bag!” said a young mother of 30 years of age spoke less with residents who began to swarm.


“..sorry ma'am, I have no courage!”


“..iya ma'am, they used sharp weapons then look!!”


Some residents who saw, did not dare to help the mother who became a victim of mugging.


“..pity dong pack the young man!”


“..iya this gentlemen, cook lose the same younger!”


“..younger just dare to fight two people snapper, hopefully the young man is not okay!”


The class of mothers who see residents, especially men who just stand to see immediately speak loudly.


{sreeettt!!}


The sharp weapon just passed beside Zen, but ill-fated, his new uniform was hit by a sharp weapon.


Zen was immediately emotional when he saw the newly purchased uniform this morning, torn by a sharp weapon from the snatcher in front of him.


{tap}


Zen caught a sharp weapon directed at his body,


{brughhh}


do not want to linger Zen directly attacked the chest of the snatcher with a punch from the bottom.


“..aaahhkk”


The cry of pain felt by the snatcher.


His chest was like a broken rib! After that the snatcher immediately sprawled unconscious due to enduring tremendous pain.


“..here forward you!” said Zen who provoked the snatcher of another one with his hand waving.


“..son demon!! Hyaaatttt!!”


Another snatcher advanced by pointing his sharp weapon at Zen.


{slappp}


A sharp weapon targeting Zen!


Zen looked so agile to go around, avoiding sharp weapons directed directly at his body.


{bukkk}


Until the right moment, Zen launched a fist that was directed to the snatcher's stomach.


“...uugghhh!!”


The snatcher was straight up, up,


“...huekkk!!”


his internal organs were instantly damaged, from his mouth instantly spitting out a lump of blood.


{brukkk}


The snatcher immediately bowed in pain holding his stomach, while his mouth was still spitting out fresh blood.


The two snatchers were no longer standing.


“...we kick them!!!”


“.. We really just burn them!!!”


“..Community trash must be destroyed!!”


Tones of provocation began to be heard from the direction of the citizens who crowded when Zen had defeated the two snatchers.


“..bapak-bapak please calm down!”


“...please don't be a vigilante!”


Zen immediately let out his sentence with a loud-sounding voice.


“..lah, just brother vigilante earlier! Why can't we!”


“...eh!”


Zen was instantly confused for a while blank his mind.


“..what this sister does is not a vigilante!” the mother of the mugging victim immediately appeared in the middle of the crowd.


“...if this sister does not defend herself, there is this sister has been stabbed by the two snatchers!”


The crowd immediately nodded their heads in agreement with the sentence uttered by the mother of the mugging victim.


“..ini mom bag! Please see and check!” said Zen while handing over the lady's bag with the severed sling strap.


“..thank you son, you were so good!”


“...it has become my obligation to help those who need ma'am, if so I say goodbye!” zen said he immediately wanted to leave.


Residents have contacted police to arrest two snatchers who are still bowed in pain holding his stomach and chest.


“...severa son, you go to high school in the country ya!” ask the mother of the mugging victim.


“..iya bu, right!”


“..waah your uniform ripped it! Must be because of the sharp weapon earlier huh!?”


Zen is seen checking his uniform in the position held by the mother of the victim.


“..hehe.iya bu... already do what – what mom! My risk!’ answer Zen wisely.


“..this is a little money to buy a new uniform yes!” said the mother of the mugging victim gave two pieces of 100rb fractions on Zen.


“..sorry mom, I am sincere. don't need, later I sew alone, cheaper, don't bother!” zen replied unwilling to accept the money offered to him.


“..I excuse me!”


“..good young man!”


“..oh yes, if you see the uniform, similar to the school Ziva!”


“...try later I ask Ziva right at home, maybe Ziva knows who the young man is!” mumbling the mugging victim's mother stared at Zen's departure which looked very fast.


***


After several hundred steps, Zen finally found a large counter with the sale of complete smartphone products on the roadside.


“...mari mas, please stop by his latest hape output!”


“...here are many cheap mas, let's stop by!”


“..Our products are more famous and cheaper price, let's stop by!”


“...let's stop by, want to find what hape?!”


Various welcoming sentences echoed in Zen's head when the SPG hape began to launch its action to see prospective buyers.


“..mau find hape what mas?” ask someone when Zen decides to get closer to his counter.


“..sorry mbak, I look for hape with ram 16Gb then memory at least 256 there is NFC feature!” replied Zen.


“..ada mas, here sit first please!”


A moment later various sophisticated hape according to spec needs Zen issued by SPG seller.


After seeing and checking the features of the phone according to his wishes Zen immediately made a transaction.


Zen is trying to download its digital bank app, to make the transaction easier in the future.


Not only the digital bank application that Zen targets, he also directly installs the world of Shares and the world of Forex.


With his paranormal abilities, Zen intends to make the world of stocks, the world of forex, the world of commodity trading and crypto trading as a machine producing his rupiah coffers.


“..mbak, can you order a meal?!”


Zen entered into a dining booth in the corner of the counter hape shop.


“...want to eat what mas?!”


Zen then provides information on what menu you want to order.


While waiting for the food to be served, Zen tapped at the hapeen again.


The rest of the money after paying spp and buying his new uniform, there is still a net 4jt.


Zen started his first buying stunt in the world of Crypto.


With his paranormal understanding Zen gets a vision if there is one new crypto born and the price is still at 1 but has a big prospect in the next seven days.


Soon Zen bought the Crypto by All in 4jt.


After completing transactions in the world of Crypto, Zen langsug focus on food that has been ordered.


Thirty minutes later Zen stayed inside the food stall, after finishing eating and surfing the internet to collect information related to the link of the plastic recycling plant around the district and its province, which is, Zen immediately came out of the food stall.


Rural transportation becomes the transportation facility chosen by Zen to return home.


In the angkot, Zen tried to look at the medsos grub which contained the owners of collecting stalls and collectors of used plastic junk, both small, medium and large scale.


Some important information, Zen has been cantongi and written in his sophisticated note hape.


“..left bang!”


Not felt the journey of Zen has been limited to the village which is the closest distance from the village angkot to his home.


“..woi Zen! Where to ride angkot tumben!”


Mr. Edo, who often rebukes Zen, is seen piggybacking his wife out from behind the angkot.


“..eh no sir Edo! Last time out buy uniform sir in a big market, so cheap so he means!” zen answered with an answer.


“..oh kirain you again shopping, it was yesterday sold out a lot in the place of Pak Burhan!” joking sir Edo.


Zen only responded with a smile, while Mr. Edo's wife directly hit him on the back of the sign asking to rush the road.


“.ya already Zen, I first yes.”


{tin.tiiin}


The motorbike that Mr. Edo drove across the rural road left smoke behind.


There was nothing special about Zen's journey home from the village gate.


“..waaah, it's already afternoon!”


Zen said when he saw the sun was leaning towards the west rather deeply with the sky yellowing.


Zen immediately did a routine of preparing his oil lamp.


{gumbraanggg}


While busy preparing the oil lamp, suddenly in the back of his house there was a noise like a falling cookware.


Zen immediately circulated his perception of consciousness for a moment.


“..you want to stay hidden or get out!”


Zen asked, because he was aware of an astral being who was trying to disturb him.


His paranormal ability instantly reacted when there was an astral being on a prank near him.


{sreekkkk..}.


From behind the kitchen appeared some creatures that look creepy, there is a tuyul no kunti no genderuwo.


Zen still looks calm with their appearance in the hours leading up to magrib.


“..who told you!”


Zen casually asked without being intimidated by the sinister sightings the three of them showed.


“..hookk-you lowly man! Better get out of this house-hookkk!!” immediately


{ziongg}


Without turning his head Zen immediately sat sat a set of shields in the form of a transparent energy ball room that immediately locked the three astral beings.


{jdaarrrr}..{jdaarrrr}...


Local flashes of lightning can be seen hitting the three astral beings locked inside the transparent sphere chamber together.


“..ssaakiiit!!!”


“..totooloong!!”


“..heennntikaaan torment iniii!!”


The three astral beings continued to thrash – hours asking to be removed from the ball room where they were tortured.


“..that's who you are, have been asked well even ngusir who has a stall!”


“...already, you just there continue, until you realize your mistake!”


“.. I want to buy dinner first outside!”


Zen looks bodo salatan with three astral beings who continue to thrash for help to be released, he was seen immediately leaving the house to go for dinner at the end of the village, there are usually many sellers of fried rice and satay impromptu who wait for buyers.


The streets are quiet and very minimal lighting through Zen to the location where the rice cooker fried and satay impromptu.


Zen used to rarely eat dinner, but his daily activities require him to multiply the meal so as not to fall sick quickly.


For reasons of limited funds, the old Zen always held his hunger until the morning, when he became a pelvic coolie in a big market.


“..bang fried rice one!” said Zen who had arrived at the location, and sat in a plastic chair provided by the seller.


“..fried rice only this Zen! Sate enga?!” said the satay seller who tried to seduce Zen to buy as well.


“..ya already broadcast the satellite, one portion!” zen replied with a smile.


“..nah so..kan so good me his..!” answer the seller satay cengengesan.


{srazgg...sreengggg...srenggg..


The fried rice seller is seen starting the action, making Zen orders deftly.


Similarly, the satayman who has also started to make thick smoke with a fragrant smell of peanut sauce that follows burned.