
After that night, my father always invited me to do business with his partner. And I always come along, the same treatment as yesterday I have often felt like a person who suddenly nyosor ngajak kiss.
I've been getting used to it for a long time and I've also learned some illegal ways of doing business. This is indeed the true world of the Mafia, not just to the club's night, but to the main building underground to conduct drug transactions, buying and selling organs, human trafficking, slavery and others. It's really a very dark business, but why would I want to do this even if I knew it wasn't the right thing? It was because I had already entered it, that no one would help me because my father was the one who showed me this path.
I also often do not go to school, and always alpa that makes my father always called to school. Actually my teachers and friends no one knows that my father was actually a vile mobster who was doing illegal and strictly prohibited business. So is the me who is now very different from the old one.
I was taught how to fight, to learn to take away the sympathy and empathy within. And most importantly, it is taught to do profitable things, if it feels detrimental then do not take the job.
In the world of permafiaan member name names are all disguised to maintain the image in the community. So they don't know how dirty this job is.
From that time I was used to doing my own duties without being accompanied by my father and only brought a few bodyguards, I often negotiated with gangsters outside the city and abroad.
The next night I was given the task of delivering a slave to the buyer's house of course, and I had to make a lot of profit in the current price negotiation.
Arriving at the point of collection....
A pale-faced beautiful girl looked at me tremblingly, it seemed like the girl was the same age as me. What a very poor girl, her hands tied and her mouth on the plaster.
"What the hell is this? I thought the slave in question was a man to be made a construction worker, but what? All I see now is a poor weak girl, even in the torment of a kayak gini again." I opened the plaster of his mouth, bruising marks on both cheeks and beside his lips.
"Uncle Zenzo, is this really the man?" I asked my uncle who was my bodyguard every day.
"It seems right, miss, we better take her faster, miss." Answer
"Well, I need to call Dad first. I'm not sure about this" I said as I reached into the phone in my bag, but I stopped when I heard the girl speak.
"Don't! I am indeed the intended slave, please take me as soon as possible" he said, sounding hoarse and trembling. I wonder what makes him talk like that, should someone who will be sold will definitely rebel and scream asking to be released but this time it is different.
"Who made you like this? Why are you supposed to go to school and live the romantic story of school children can be in this place with this broken appearance?" I asked, even though I myself was damaged and should have run my day well in school
But I don't care, I'm just saying that his fate is a pity but I still carry out my duty to send it to the client who bought it. Offering a price and going home brings a profit.
Praised and given a plus bonus for me for doing a good job. And I'm happy because of that.
The next day I planned to go back to school, the task was completed by Uncle Gaiya so I did not have to worry and I would not get a reprimand. I went to school just to meet the senior who used to approach me, I didn't pay much heed to the lessons taught in class.
(note: eeh stupid anyink already a lot of sins, never worship even now do not want to learn, FL this is no rival. Bener really complete, fit so the cake villain yes)
Arriving at school, my first break was the first time looking for the senior to his class. Everyone looked at me but I didn't care, I just focused on one person.
"Senior~ we haven't seen each other for a long time. How's it going? How about after school we stop by the cafe over there?" my broom. He looked at me as if he could not believe that my nature would change so quickly.
"You're Glory, right? A-are you suddenly coming here and inviting me like that?" Rada rada was scared and embarrassed
"CIEEE CIEEE DANTE AT DATENGIN ADEK NIH YEE CLASS" Cheered her friend in class so she pulled my hand and took her up to the roof.
"Hey, what was your attitude? why are you so?" Ask like a different person from the beginning of the story he is soft but now it is different
"Ya~ are you angry? I just miss you and I want to meet you am I wrong?" Much
"Ahh well let's meet at the cafe sebrang after school later, but after this don't bother me and don't look for me to get to class like that! gotcha?" Threaten her by tightly gripping my hand then take it off and leave.
"Hooo~ target toy this time more interesting hihihi. Dante Futshuu you're so cute, I want to play with you"
The doorbell rang, I approached senior Dante, who was waiting at the gate. I took him into the car and went to my house, Dante was annoyed because his place was not in the cafe that had been promised.