THE MAFIA OF LAW

SECTION 028'S

Christ sat at the bus stop between cities. He put his hands together and prayed to God.

God also gave Christ prayer. Help's coming!

Crossing the bus in front of Christ. The bus conductor pulled out his head and greeted Christ. The bus stopped

“Hey, Boy! What the hell are you doing there? Where's mommy? Why are you alone?”

Christ immediately moved from his seat, then approached the door of the bus, where the conductor was. He took out a photo and showed the written address that was behind the photo.

“Can Om take me to that address? But, I don't have any money at all to pay for this bus fare.”

“Gosh! What's wrong with you, son?” The conductor saw the address. He talked to the driver for a moment, then opened the bus door.

“Enter. I'll take you to this address.” The conductor returned the photo to Christ.

“You are very lucky. This bus is the last bus that will go to Jakarta.You can sit in front here. Your clothes are soaked, the seats on this bus will get wet if you sit there.”

The conductor provides a small seat right next to the driver.

“Thank you very much, Om.” Christ immediately boarded the bus and sat down next to the driver.

The bus was very quiet, with no passengers on board. Maybe because the starting time of night coupled with the rain, the inter-city bus did not have any passengers.

Chief Christ men doyong-doyong, sleepy. He held his head with both hands. Christ shivered in the cold on the bus..

The bus passed through the toll gate and headed to the capital city of Jakarta. Along the toll road is also quite quiet, there are only one or two four-wheeled vehicles passing by.

It did not take long to get to Jakarta through the toll road.

An hour later, the bus reached Christ's address.

A house not big enough and not small enough. Seen a group of thugs who were beating from another group in front of the house.

Little Christ squatted hiding behind the greenery. Sometimes he looked at the photos given by his mother to determine who of the thugs who were his uncles. Meet me!

Christ could see his uncle among the gang of thugs.

Adult men are tall and stocky, and have a fierce face with jaw bones that are clearly visible. He used a baseball bat and nimbly finished off the thugs from the other group.

He beat up several other groups and recruited them to be used as bouncers and his men later.

Christ was convinced that the man was Bagaskara, his own uncle, the younger brother of his mother.

In that year, Bagas still pioneered and began to build his business, the house he owned was also not as big as his current home.

After all the gangs from the other group fell, Bagas and his assistant left the place.

Little Christ bravely confronted Bagas and his assistant.

“Uncle! Stop!”

“Beyond you, Boy!” one of Bagas' men pushed Christ. He reached into his pocket and gave him a piece of money of 10 thousands. “Go there. You can buy food with that money.”

Bagas and his men left the place.

“BAGASKARA!!” shouted Christ.

Simultaneously Bagas and his men stopped. They stared at a little boy who loudly called out to Bagas.

“What did you say? Try saying again!” Bagas turned around and approached Christ, staring intently.