The God of Gabut

Kaya

Rico looked at Radja with a longing gaze, he ran towards her. But Radja casually threw a suitcase containing a pile of hundred thousand dollars.

"What's this suitcase about?" ask the confused Rico.

"As I said before. I asked the mafia for money, it turns out that what you said was true. They're really rich, next time I'll ask for more, hehe." Radja measured the back of his head.

Rico slowly opened the contents of the suitcase, his eyes immediately opened wide to see the orange color that says 100 thousand rupiah.

"Bro, where did you get this kind of money?" ask Rico to make sure.

"Well, I asked a guy named Tom and Jerry or something. That guy was really nice, I just asked for his house he gave me 1 billion instead. I'm lucky today."

Now Rico can't tell which mafia is the real one. He just listened to the talk and kept nodding his head.

"Let's go home. I want to immediately give the money to Hadi and Sutri, let's just say to pay fried rice for a year." Radja innocently said something that made people want to kick him.

Rico leads the way home by bus while carrying a suitcase filled with billions of dollars. Although he was a market thug as well as a teacher, this was the first time he brought 1 billion cash.

Inside the bus was another bald man who made a riot the other day. "Rico, you still dare to come again!" he said in a loud voice.

His sturdy body instantly shrank when he saw the 15-year-old behind him. "Oh, there's a young master. Please sit down."

The bald man immediately grabbed Rico and whispered something. "Well, where'd that kid come from?"

"I don't know either, but my whole group is scared to type when everyone is beaten."

"Huh, you mean all the market groups are defeated?"

"Not really, Young Master only defeated one. But..." Rico looked to the right and to the left.

"That boy can't be subverted. I saw with my eyes, the other thug hit him a hundred times but couldn't make the boy fall" he continued.

"Some cake from earlier."

Rico and the Bald One finally sat quietly in the back seat. Radja who is tired of seeing the road immediately sleeps very quickly.

On the other hand, the man who had bully-like eyes reached the residence of Jerry Dermawan. Seeing some corpses left, his eyes immediately narrowed.

"What's going on, I'm just having a couple of vacation days it's really concerning here."

A man with a black mask appeared beside him. "Sir, you've finally come. This incident was because of a 15-year-old boy who asked the boss for money."

"What, who would dare to do it!" yelled Man Brewok.

"We don't know his exact name. But he mentioned the cost of school, meaning he went to an expensive place."

"Call Jerry to 5 immediately. We must immediately take revenge!"

Right after finishing his words, the 4th Philanthropist Jerry came out from inside the house with limp-footed hands.

"Don't make trouble with the boy again. He must be an undercover fighter, I shot right into his heart but the boy stood unharmed."

"Don't joke, boss. Only a level 7 fighter could withstand bullets, and it was still injured. If the boy wasn't hurt, he'd be a level 8 fighter or more."

"I don't know, his abilities are strange. He's like a zombie that can't feel pain, what a weird fighter." Jerry Dermawan tried to explain his traits.

The man immediately widened his eyes when he learned the boy who attacked his base was a troublemaker on the bus.

"So that's the reason why he's looking for a strong fighter. Interesting, I'll take him to the Underground Fight!" said Man Brewok with a voice of spirit.

Radja and Rico arrive at the stall at night, so they can't help the sale of fried rice.

"Hello, Uncle. I brought a little money, good man gave it to me." Radja lifts the suitcase onto the table.

"You robbed, shucks!" rocie said in his heart.

"I know you're short of money, so I'm asking the guy for a climist. I'm so lucky because that guy's so nice."

Hadi widened his eyes when he saw a pile of 100 thousand banknotes. "Radja, you're not stealing, are you?"

"Stole?"

Because his knowledge is still lacking, Radja does not know the word steal. He only asked for money on the rich mafia on the south coast.

"Taking other people's money without the owner's knowledge," Sutri said trying to give a brief explanation.

"Oh, no. I asked him carefully, the man was Tom and Jerry or who it was."

"Be careful, Ndasmu!" rocie said in his heart.

"Then we have to thank that nice guy next time." Sutri closed the suitcase with his right hand.

"Don't refuse my gift, I'll be angry..." Radja imitates the words of a man who gives a ring to his partner in the terminal.

Eventually Hadi and Sutri bought some stall equipment and renovated the house. Do not forget they set aside money for Radja's very expensive school fees.

Today's school is off, Radja and her small family are doing the usual work.

"Uncle, give me some extra spicy fried rice. The egg is 5 yes." cried Radja while raising her right hand.

That afternoon was very hot, Radja asked for iced tea. A tattooed thug sat casually on the chair.

"Boss I order one serving here!"

"Ok, boss wait a minute..."

"Don't wait, I'll be looking for Rico's bus!" shouted the thugs in a rough voice.

Radja walked ahead of him, he sat in front of him staring intently at the thugs. Not knowing who he was, the thug stared intently at him. Without hesitation Radja hit the table strongly.

"SPRAKE...!!!"

Hadi, Sutri, and the Thug gasped. They all immediately looked at Radja with a strange look.

"Pay now or no fried rice!" said the 15-year-old boy while thrusting his palm.

"The food isn't there yet, why should I pay?"

Radja banged the back of her hand against the table. The loud noise made Hadi and Sutri start to panic.

"Pay!"

"I'm Rico's boss' man in the market. Don't mess around or he'll smash your face to shreds!" said the Thug in a loud voice.

He stood up to challenge Radja with a sturdy body, Radja who did not want to lose also stood up. Unfortunately Radja's height is only his neck.

Rico with relaxed footsteps while raising his hands. "Sir Hadi, I fried rice one serving, as usual eat here extra eggs."

His cherry face turned 180 degrees when he saw his men threatening Radja with a defiant look.

Without waiting for long his slap immediately floated on the tattooed Thug.

"Stupid, apologize immediately or I'll smash your face!"

Although it looks assertive and authoritative, Rico is actually panicking. Cold sweat began to pour on his forehead.

"Oh, Boss Rico you mean." Radja casually patted his shoulder.

The thug frantically prostrated at Radja's feet. He never expected Boss Rico's backer to be a child.