SYSTEM: Changing Hundred Faces

THIS IS UWING PART 1

Tito caught sight of the boys who were crowing him. He laughed off. Happy heart. It's beyond his expectations. How amazing the world of children is.

No load even if the pressure hits. Just a little burden of his mind. Not like an adult. A very complicated way of life with all the trials and pressures of life.

They laugh together. Feel how beautiful the world is despite the many sorrows and wounds.

A girl came in crying. Behind him there was a bigger boy maybe three or four years from that girl. They both look sad.

"Why?" ask a kid who was tagging Tito.

"We've got bang Sodam!" said the girl, making Tito's heart full.

Good Lord! They are a bunch of street kids. The living have no direction. Who seek to extend life in various ways on the harsh streets of the capital.

Tito shed his tears. Not because he was a bad guy. But he is a grown man almost 26 years old. Which has been like a frog in a shell. Lamenting his single fate for life. And cuss his lack in his Lord.

Yet out there, other human beings are filled with the burden of extreme suffering.

Tito was still observing them, the boys sitting cross-legged on the floor of the dirty building.

They don't care anymore about the big rain weather out there. If they were gathering together like this. Fun chatting while joking, even though sometimes hit each other. But they are the plain faces of the angels of God in the world.

"How much money is there?" tito asked the two boys who turned out to be brothers.

"Udah with 23 thousand. Forced, I didn't rush home! Got to find it again, buy our mother's rice."

" Where is your father? Koq, you guys want to find money to buy your mom's rice?"

Bug off!!!

Tito was shocked also his heartburn. One of the boys hit his chest.

"Sickness, tauuu!!!" grunt on the boy. He tried to hold back his words. Can't say rude to a kid who's still snotting. It's called educating the bad.

"B*go based! Lu snuck that's his name! Uda knew his father Udin the same Hana escaped married again the same bohay widow from the Malay village! You're even mockedekin mulu!"

"Ga sneered, khan just asked. Because I don't know!"

"Hadeeuh, you dodol! Sa ae lu, gunny sack!"

"Ish, gunny sacks, you have cement sacks!"

"In the bag of crackles! Jan's fellow crackle debated each other!"

"Ish, your voice is like a guitar string breaking!"

"Help, you katro, like your voice is good! Maen okulele tone where the voice goes, already pretentious'an feel have a golden voice!"

"Ish, my voice is golden! My mom said that too!"

"Yes, golden-gold voice!"

"Huaa hahaha, the voice of Mas Paijo! Haha..."

They fuss like ducks. Voiced each other out his arguments. Sounds funny and tickling. Makes Tito very entertained their conversation.

"What's your name?"

"Your whining huh, just a name? Ish ish ish! Are your heads mostly pounded on your stepmother huh, Wing? So beg* ga kelulungan!"

Tito caught the conversation.

So my name right now is Uwing. Living on the streets with a cruel stepmother. Like that, apparently! Tito's little heart murmur.

The world is so dirty. Many also turned out to be children who were victims of KDRT due to the mistakes of both parents.

What is their fault. They do not ask to be born in bad circumstances. And it's not their fault either. Instead they are victims of their crimes and immaturity parents who are involved in domestic squabbles.

..............

"Wing, your mother is waiting!" whispered Udin made Tito immediately turn to a large tall woman who was staring intently at him.

Hixes. The system... Ask for help, dong! Little heart Tito.

DING

(ASSYIAP-S. HOSTS NEED HELP TOOLS, JUST BLINK AN EYE. THERE'S EYEWEAR CANDY IN EVERY POCKET OF THE HOST'S PANTS POCKET)

Okay. Please provide instructions for its usefulness!

(RIGHT PANTS POCKET POUCH, BLACK EYE WEAR CANDY. ITS USEFULNESS TO MAKE THE HOST IMMUNE FROM ANY BLOW. THE WHITE CANDY IN THE POCKET OF THE LEFT POUCH IS TO MOVE THE PAIN TO THE OPPONENT)

(ONE CANDY FOR RP. 500,000, 00)

A rowdy? Turns out... Isn't it free?

(NOT SOLD FREELY AND NOT FREE ANYWAY. JUST PISS PAY IT AT THE MALL, HOST)

Hixes. It also has the duitan eye system. Don't want to lose, huh!?!

(WHERE ANYONE WANTS TO LOSE, HOST)

O_okay.

(CONTINUE? YES OR NO)

(TYPICAL CANDY MAXIMIZED: IN PROCESS)

10 %

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100 %

(TYPICAL CANDY IN MAXIMUM CONDITION)

Tito reached into his pants pocket. He chose black candy. Tito was worried that Stepmother Uwing would beat him like her friends told her in the old building's basecamp.

Hixes. My five hundred ribs are gone!

Tito put the black eye candy into his mouth. Miraculous. Even the candy instantly dissolved disappearing over his tongue without feeling anything. Except.his body feels tingling.

Plaque.

Correct guess. Tito was directly slapped by Stepmother Uwing.

Eh? It really doesn't hurt! My cheeks are ordinary!

Plaque. Plaque plaque plaque!

Bug bag bug!!!

Stepmom Uwing was like a possessed man. Blindly slapping and beating the little thin and black boy who is now possessed by Tito's spirit.

"Basic bangor boy! Go home dirty clothes, dirty face, until your future is dirty too!!!"

Oh my God, mom! Don't be like that, in words. Every word is prayer. And that mother is the mother Uwing continued. Literally, must be willing to take care and take care of it also because it has become the wife of his father Uwing.

Tito was grateful to have eaten the invisible pill candy sold by the system. If not, it's over now.

"Die you there! My mind takes care of your life which is not so clear! Your father has also given you the same me! Though for snacking on the same ice boba me every day just he can not afford, even mirenin I bangor your model son!"

Crackling.

Tito. A medium flower pot, full of earth sand and sunflower plants almost hit his tiny body.

With so steadfast, the stepmother throws him towards Uwing (Tito)

Thankfully, fortunately! Selamet, selamet! Bathin Tito shaking.

"What the hell? You are noisy on? What the fuck? You girls, usually nyerocos bae work lo! Uwing here, lo!!!"

Tito was surprised to find a hardship from a tall man. With bare-chested body full creepy tattoo front back.

Tito reached back into his left pocket. White visible candy is now at the tips of two index fingers and their thumbs.

Hap.

Five hundred ribuku, drifting in vain! Hua...

Plaque!

"Ouch!!!"

Plaque plaque plaque!!!

"Youwww!!!"

Tito cheered in his heart. Hip hip huraaa! Hip hip huraa... Hip hip huraaa! Enjoy your own hand punch! Haha...

"Why the hell, Bang? Lebay beud you! Hit the Uwing why are you yelling?"

Stepmom Uwing is anxious to see her weird-looking dajjal husband on her own.

Now he's back to pulling his stepson's hand.

Plaque! Desigh!

"Yahoo!!!"

His slap and his death tonjokan is precisely he himself who feels.

Ck ck! Weapons of eating sir!

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