The Potatore di Dolore

Little One

Djakarta,2008

 

  Today I was forced to give up my gray time at Kenanga High School due to financial problems from my family, after the death of my father a street vendor I decided to quit school.

"Fandi are you sure you want to get out?"ma'am Mifta asked me to confirm my wish

"Yes Ma'am, my condition does not allow me to continue school here even though I can help, I have to find money to continue my life" I said to Bu Mifta as a part of him,with youth I was able to survive in this school for almost 2 years, because he was the one I dared to dream as high as the sky.

  My decisive move that day made me start to plunge into the endless carriage of darkness, starting when I was working as a waitress in the Restaurant in a shopping district that was so busy in the capital area,there I began to see the rottenness in the world, we as restaurant workers just kept our mouths shut and received tips from them, but over time I felt it was not enough just to be tipped,I want to feel a job that can give us a lot of tips.after 2 months I worked in the restaurant, I started to ventured to talk to them after they finished their meal.

"What's up, son?"I stared at the man in the black shirt for a long time.

"I want a better job" overheard me answer like it made them interested and laugh.

"Come boy!whatis yourname?"

"Fandy"

"Oh fandi, you just go to school there pity your parents school you" I cut

"I'm only with my mother, I've also dropped out of school, I still have a sister to go to school with" hearing that, the man I know later named Niki was interested in me.

"Let's come in the back of this district at 2 o'clock, make sure not to be late "

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Good youth can be used for the future.

I told Santana that someone would join us tonight.

"You're crazy!!you want to kill the future kid?" Angry Ricky to me.

"Make sure you take care of your words, if the child brings us trouble your head should be a guarantee" he threatened me again.

"How many times do I have to convince you, a dog like him can we do what it's hard to do" then we both look at our friend Santana again sipping his cigar.

"You guys looking at me?" Ask him to make sure we are calm, our intense gaze answers his question.

"Okay let's go first, make sure if it fails, Niki ! Make sure he keeps his mouth shut" Santana told us as she sipped and exhaled smoke from her cigar.

I walked towards the back of the compound and found Niki who was with her 3 other friends.

"Fandi soggiorno salutali, this Santana, Ricky and another Marty" used very concentrated Italian, which confused me before Marty explained that Niki told me to say hello.

The man named Santana was seen again enjoying his cigar, while walking and hearing my work delivered by Ricky.

"We're going to the Vida la Vida nightclub, your job is to bring 4kg of Shabu in this bag into the transfer to Vika manager, understand!?" I nodded my head and immediately followed their instructions.

  I walked to the wagons and saw a lot of strippers dancing on the Biangang while being watched by the eyes of the equipment.

"Manager Vika?"ask a guy who wears a Tuxedo.

"Vika inside" I headed straight for the room filled with mafia bosses who were gathered.

I'll see Tagname Vika R immediately.

Which turned out to be a middle-aged man who had a very high stature, and was not a native.

"What's Niki's post?" I didn't answer and he understood what I meant.

"Look at the stuffing first" I opened the bag containing the 4 kg Shabu, and saw a member telling me to try a little.