THE MAFIA OF LAW

SECTION 020'S

And that guy hired some thugs to snatch the evidence that Mother Christ had.

With a frenzied breath, Christ's mother immediately walked into the room, locked the floor door from the inside and looked for something in the drawer.

“Mother!! Mother from where?” Little Christ emerged from behind the sofa and approached his mother who was struggling. He lights the lights to light the room around.

“Christianto!” Mother Christ crouched down holding onto both of Christ's shoulders and looked at him seriously. “Why did you come here, son? Didn't mom tell you to stay home? There's still a lot of work to do here.”

“What's the matter, Mother? It's late and mom hasn't come home yet, I miss you,” Christ said.

“Mom knows, Son, but you can't be in this place.” Christ's mother stood up and looked out the window.

2 Sedan cars were seen heading to the building where he was. Christ's mother looked back at Christ who knew nothing at that moment.

“From now on, listen to mother carefully!” Christ's mother took a photo and wrote down an address behind the photo.

“What's Mom?” ask Christ.

“This is your uncle's home address, son. His name is Bagaskara.” Christ's mother showed me the address she had written. “And this man is your uncle.”

Christ's mother turned over the photo paper and showed a picture of Bagas as a young boy to Christ. Bagas who had a fierce face and a high and sturdy posture at that time.

Bagas was in his 30s. He has just returned from Russia and is building his kingdom in Jakarta.

“Uncle? Do I have an uncle?” Christ scanned the photo and flipped through it, looking at the address written behind the photo.

Christ's mother took the photo and put it in the pocket of the jacket that Christ was wearing.

“If anything happens to Mom, you have to meet your uncle in Jakarta, do you understand?”

“Then, how about Mother herself?” ask Christ to wash.

DOC DOK DOK “Open the door!!”

There was the sound of a door being knocked from outside. Chris' mother immediately hid the little Christ in a large closet, then opened the door.

5 ruthless-faced thugs entered the 3rd floor room and stood in front of Mother Christ.

“Hey, Mrs Lili. Why is your workplace shabby like this?” ask the Head Thug.

“Close your mouth, Goddamn it!” answer Christ's Mother.

“Good. I don't want to talk to you anymore. Give me the evidence, then I'll get out of here. Where did you hide that memory card?”

The Head Thug walked around the room looking for evidence that the person who had hired him wanted.

“Until the apocalypse you will never find that memory in this place.” Lilli sat on the sofa with a sewot.

The head thug continued to surround the room and looked at the pair of little children's shoes that were under the table.

“Hmm, really?” ask the Head Thug. He headed and stroked Lili's arm as if to harass her.

“Get your hands off, you bastard! I told you, I don't carry that memory.”

“Ah, shit! All right, then.” The head thug sat in front of Lili and looked at her. “I don't think you're alone here.” The head thug pointed at a pair of shoes under the table.

He knew that Lili wasn't alone at work.

“Hey, Son! Come outside! I know you're hiding. Come out of your hiding place. If you don't come out, your mother is in danger.”

“Shut up, Berandal! He's not here.” Lili scared. He just hoped that Christ wouldn't come out by then.