The Right Hand of the Young Master of the Mafia

Episode 1: Prologue

"Look at him so pathetic!!!"

"Yes right, an unlucky carrier!!!"

“A unlucky carrier girl!!”

“Just kill you, why continue to survive!!!”

“Yes rather than bothering others, let us live quietly!!!”

"Why was born, ckck shame his family!!!"

“Great pity for his life, just dying so you can be calm in hell!!!”

The meaning and humiliation I have often gotten from people in this city, not even the responsibility - they also threw stones, wood, even animal waste at me. Yes, if others see it, I live a very sad life, but yes, this is my life full of suffering.

My name is Sani, the son of the owner of the Shin company who used to be the economic supplier in this city a few years ago. My life used to be so happy that my life changed when my whole family was killed and I'm the only one alive today. All my family was killed by the mafia because my father lost the gambling he did on bets made me one of the mafia members and at that time I was out of the country my family's life was at stake. And yes as it is today, wherever I am there are many people - people who demean me and consider me a unlucky carrier for my family.

Year-end party that is held every year. Although I know it would be risky if I went out in a crowded place like this but I myself want to enjoy the festive end of the year party. I walked through the crowd using my veil to disguise myself to enjoy the party. And yes, you could say that this abuser would be very successful because people wouldn't recognize me.

Tonight, the air in the city is very cold, the shining full moon shines on the streets filled with people – people who were enjoying a party that year-end with their families – each, respectively, the jokes and laughter on my right left made me a little envious.

“Honey yes they live without suffering.” my sigh slowly.

“Udah ah don't be sad – sad, let's enjoy the party” mumamku happy and enjoy my trip this

I walked – streets, shopped for traditional food, and also enjoyed a very beautiful fireworks party. Even though I live alone and do everything myself if I enjoy a year-end party like this can also be my entertainment.

“Aaahh... very festive party” my sigh relaxed walk in the middle of – middle of the crowd

“Mother – mother I want it mother” whining a daughter in front of me while pointing sugar – sugar cotton

“Gula – sugar cotton” sigh I stare at a sugar – sugar cotton

“Yes, this is for you my son”

“Thanks mom” muttered the boy was happy

“Gula – sugar cotton, my mother used to buy me sugar – sugar cotton when small” my sigh was sad

“Mother – mother I want it” another child who whines to her mother to give her a teddy bear

“You're this one?”

“Huum ...” muttered the boy gave a funny nod and gave him a teddy bear that my father and mother once bought, the situation at this party made me remember my father and mother

“Dad ... Mother.. “ my sigh gazes at the great full moon above me

Arrived – arrived there was someone who hit me until I bounced down to the ground

“Aduuuhh...” my murmur is holding back pain

“Ma.. Sorry miss” muttered – man stuck out his hand

“I.. Yes it's okay – apa” muttered I smiled

“Ka... You..” cried – man made everyone look at us both, I looked around me confused why they looked at me like that and when I realized it turned out my veil was loose

“That's the unlucky carrier” shouted one of the women behind – men

my cheek with his hand

Plaaaakkk

“You hit me why did you slap me!!” my protest was defending myself

“I hit you because you are the unlucky carrier for all oang in this city”

“Yes right, because – because of you.. This city is almost bankrupt because the Shin family slaughtered all” shouted one woman.

“Ya .. Even we also have to live to suffer until now because of – because you”

“You've all been helped improve the city by my parents but instead behaved rudely to me” my protest was upset

“We are very grateful to the Shin family while you are only the unlucky bearer of the Shin family and – people in this city”

"Hey, why didn't you die? Making this city shit" the woman shouted while throwing a stone at me

"Just kill you"

"Yes, get rid of you!" a woman yelled while pulling my hair

"Aaaauu... Le... Let go" I groaned in pain

"Haaah let you go? It's better if you die knowing" said the woman close her hand to my cheek and slapped me hard on the cheek

Plaaakkk

The slaps were so loud and so painful, I could only keep quiet as they tortured me like a pet. The slap was imprinted until my cheeks were red, you could say, like a dirty hand tattoo on my great cheek

Holding back the pain of my cheek I looked at a man who looked at me sadly among the crowd and who I saw was Samuel my girlfriend who always accompanied me and supported me when I fell

"Sa...Samuel.." I groaned at Samuel's hand but as I looked carefully, it turned out that Samuel was holding hands with the beautiful woman next to him

"This is Sani? Haah is so pitiful" the woman sneered coldly

"Who is Samuel? Who's she?" I shouted annoyed

Plaaakkk

Again - another slap I received even this time a slap from my own boyfriend

"It's none of your business, we broke up" said Samuel coldly who made me very sad

"Why? Samuel why?" I yelled annoyed and went running leaving behind that shitty crowd

I can't do anything – what when scolded and insulted by – people in this city and my own girlfriend also left me. Even now no one wants to defend me or help me when I fall to the ground and throw various things at me. Getting angry? Yes, I am angry but what can I do with my very weak body.

Moving out? Or want to end life? Yes I have always felt that desire but I myself do not want to die now because I still have the goal to continue to survive in this miserable life that is to avenge the death of my entire family !!!

I ran and kept running under the lightning bolts and the rain that started to drench this city, I kept running and ended up falling on the already wet road due to the heavy rain

"Samuel why are you doing this" I cried continuously

"Why does God give you such a great trial every day? Why am I now living alone again" my sigh was weak, my clothes and hair were getting dirty from the rain that was mixed with the ground. I was limp not strong enough to stand back up and now all I had in mind was "Am I going to die?"