The Gold urn Changed my Destiny

Spanked

Qiram took his car, while Jecky took the new car that Qiram bought to Lil O's kiosk.

“Lil!” qiram shouted, Lil O turned his head. “There are customers stopping by yet?” qiram asked, he walked closer.

“There are two people.” replied Lil O lethargic.

“Spirit dong! I bought a car for you to shop for ingredients, fresh vegetables and more at the morning market, 'will be much cheaper.” Qiram put down the keys and the car letters that Jecky had just given him.

“What does that mean? Why-”

“Hey, I'm not helping you for free! This car says my name, so you use to buy materials for trade. At that time we agreed, will share the results. So that the trade is selling well and many can profit. We have to buy cheap, fresh and good.” bright Qiram.

“You know, I can't cook, I can't find a job, it's hard, I just have a little gold from my parents. I only have capital, I hope that capital can sustain our lives.” cajol Qiram.

“Iya, we also have to pay luxury home installments.” Lil O smiled little at last. “Alright, I will be even more excited.” Lil O said. Then, pick up the keys and the car papers.

~~

This afternoon, Qiram had run around the playing field in the town square three times at Jecky's request. The two of them had agreed to make Qiram's body fit, reducing the fat on his sagging body.

After running tired, he sat down next to Jecky while drinking cold mineral water.

Suddenly a group of men came to them both.

“Bos, he who hit brother Bobi until fainting!” A scrappy man pointed at Jecky.

Qiram looked at the chequeed man. The man was clearly sitting with a sack like a beggar beside the restaurant earlier. He even made his own donation.

“Ekhem!” Jecky cleared his throat and stood up. “Oh, so, you're just pretending, yes, you're all compact to commit fraud. I know your plan, you're pretending to be a beggar, if anyone's rude to you, the gang of men will attack that guy and nail him, right?” jecky said, making Qiram's eyes perfectly round.

“Guruku is indeed very smart!” praise Qiram.

“Sound once you talk! Hit him!” the command of a person wearing sleeveless clothes, showing his large, veined muscles.

“Strike!” yell at the others. They all stormed and besieged Jecky. There was a fight between one and 10 people.

“You, face that stupid fathead!” the brawny man orders the man in check.

‘Focus Qiram, remember, money, money, money!’ That was how Qiram encouraged himself. If he dared to fight the enemy, he would earn an additional 10 million dollars.

Qiram excitedly welcomed the cheque man's hand. Crews! I heard the sound of a broken hand. Spontaneous Qiram let go of his hand, he was worried.

“Aauuwch!” The screeching man was suffocating and grimacing.

“Basic, useless!” as if a muscular man. Brugh! He kicked the czech man until he was thrown 5 meters from his original place.

He clenched and squeezed his fingers until they rang. Crews! Crews! Crews! Then, form a fist and prepare to beat Qiram.

Qiram who was brave, now began to shrink, but he was still thinking about money. ‘Come, bolder, 10 million money is in front of your eyes!’ muttered. He thrust out his strange-looking fist with trembling hands.

“Cuih! Am I going to fight with this cowardly fat pig?!” despicable the man spit mocking Qiram's deflated body.

Brug! “Auch!” Only 3 times the attack, Qiram had already got a punch in his jaw. His nose and lips were bleeding.

“Young Master!” shout Jecky. He jumped towards Qiram. Now the positions of Qiram and Jecky were surrounded by 11 people including the muscular man.

“Young Master, your ability is still weak. Fight them alone, the muscular man leave it to me!” Jekcy pushes Qiram's body towards the muscular men whom Jecky considers to be weaker in strength.

“Don't much bacooot! Come on, just prove it!” The two of them also fight each other's fists in addition to some subordinates who also attack him simultaneously.

Qiram was surrounded by 5 subordinates, some Qiram got hit. However, he was also able to reply, some of their teeth flying out as Qiram struck their mouths. There was a feeling of excitement as he was able to hit and avenge these evil people.

“Wiwiwiwiwiwiwiwiw!” The sound of sirens! Looks like someone reported a fight, so the local police came to keep the security.

All those who had been partially injured ran in droves. Qiram and Jecky who had been battered had no intention of escaping in the slightest. The police came and arrested them, but someone came closer.

“Pak Policeman, I reported earlier. They are both victims. The hordes that ran earlier were thugs who liked to spear in this square.” was clearly a teenage girl.

“Oh, so.”

“Thank you very much, Sir.”

“Sama-sama, it is our duty to keep the security.” The policeman finally left.

“Thank you, have helped us.” said Qiram and Jecky.

“Sama-sama, Brother. Careful, yes, in the future. Hope not to see them again.”

“Happy Master, you have one bravery with initial strength, you are entitled to have 10 million rupiahs. You have defeated 4 enemies from 11 enemies, leaving him injured and unconscious. You are entitled to have 60 million rupiah.”

‘Saldo You Rp. 216.526.000,00.’

Seeing the amount of salt increased, the blood flowing in his nose and lips was not so painful anymore.

~~

Time began to darken, and Qiram and Jecky returned home. “Young Master, it is better to exercise at home only, yes, with tools that have been purchased. Bruises on your face are getting more and more.”

“Hm.” replied Qiram doubtful.

“We will come out once a week only, at least until Young Master is strong.” explains Jecky.

Arriving at home, Lil O has been lecturing like a mother who is worried for her son. “You've been hit again? Jesus, Qiram! We have a multi-storey mansion with a large enough vacant land beside it. There are tools for sports, why go out? It makes you battered again and again. It's not that we've been avoiding fights, at that time you said you didn't want to meet with thugs, especially Soleman. But this is what? You're always battered?!”

Lil O smeared the cream that Doctor Aini gave on Qiram's bruised face and body. Hafisa had also served chicken porridge to eat Qiram, so that his injured lips did not move much when eating.

“If you guys treat me like this, I really look like a sick person!”

“You're not sick, Qiram!” sahut Hafisa's. “You must take care of yourself, do not get hurt like this again!” Hafisa compressed Qiram's slightly blue hands.

“Ya, yes.” answer.

“Do not, yes! Starting tomorrow, you exercise at home only and have a healthy diet. Just ask Doctor Aini about a healthy menu for diet.” Lil O said.

Hearing that, the instant Qiram smiled brightly, he got the idea to always be able to communicate with Doctor Aini.

Moments later, Qiram had fallen asleep in his bed, in the room. He made a video call to Doctor Aini.

“Dok, I was hit again by a guy friend we met at the restaurant earlier. Lih-” greeting Qiram cut Aini with a shout.

“Jeez, Qiram! Is it very painful?! Do I have to go there to treat your wounds?!”