The Gold urn Changed my Destiny

Go to the Village of Fighters

Soleman and gangs went to the Village of Fighters, a place that is usually slum, a lot of garbage piled up, a lot of beggars, scavengers, and street children. There are those who live in the Village of Fighters and around it, also in the street of the rickshaw alley leading to it.

Soleman was stunned when he started entering the main alley, where usually many dime thugs who stood there welcoming him, he continued his steps until entering the small alley that was once muddled, now it has been in cement to be a good road. In each small alley named, Cut Nyak Dhien, M Yamin, M Hatta, and others.

On the side of the road, clean, planted with guava trees and mangoes that are still small, it looks like they have only planted seeds that are waist-high a month or two months ago. Soleman looked around after arriving, neat houses with type 21, there was only one house of type 45. The paint is compatible with the alley, in front of the house neatly arranged fence with flower plants and others are well maintained.

Soleman's eyes were on him with a grandmother standing looking at him, he had just walked out of the house. Still with the support of the stick, his gaze was so sharp on Soleman. That Grandma's clothes and the people standing suddenly beside her were good. Then some people came out of their homes in nice clothes.

They did not come out ordinary, but in each hand they held brooms, spoons, pans, kitchen knives, with hostile gazes. Moreover, the horde of children led by Rizki, they prepared to aim with catapults, as well as balls in their respective hands.

“Boss, their gazes and their preparations-I feel unsure, Boss,” whispered Soleman's subordinates.

“Shut up coward!” hardik Soleman's.

Soleman continued walking until in front of Grandma. Without welcome, Soleman immediately sat like a boss with his legs raised up. “I heard from my men, you are the leader of this place yes, it is unexpected that this slum becomes good. Oh yeah, I don't want to linger, leave some kids and girls to me! I know, those around here you recruit too, because the street kids no one hangs out in front of there anymore!” Soleman said with his bosy tone.

“Basic of unfaced man, no ethical manners!” reply Grandma.

“Try it if you dare a damned human!” rizki shouted, then immediately shot Soleman with a slingshot filled with marbles.

Then, all the children shot at them with catapults, throwing the ball right at their heads. The mothers who were beside the grandmother also directly hit them with wood and broomsticks, then all also attacked their group, while the grandmother was pulled into the house to stay away.

Bugh! Bugh! Brak!

“Awck, Ahhh, Sialaaan!” talk them together. Although there is something they can touch and achieve to fight, but the community helps each other and attacks them together, until finally Soleman's group ran away in a storm.

“Sialaaan, cuih, I make sure will give you all a lesson!” maki Soleman was angry while spitting.

“Ah, siaal! We should be able to bring girls and kids!” Soleman thought hard.

A full day Soleman went around looking for targets, if not girls, at least women, or kidnapped people's children, unfortunately no children could be kidnapped.

Soleman scratched his forehead. “Do I take him, to Big Boss?” Soleman said as he thought of something.