The Rise of the Insulted Man

Fierce fighting

It was already late in the evening, and Ikram had just arrived in front of his rented house, from outside the house, he could see if the house was still pitch black, there were no lights living inside, with the feeling of panic Ikram immediately ran towards the entrance, but unfortunately because the door of the house was still locked which indicates if the string is not home yet..

With a feeling of panic Ikram went straight to Aisyah's mother's house,

"Asalamualaikum buk Ayesha. "greet me in front of the door.

"Walaikumsalam nak " replied Aisyah's mother while carrying Love

"Dad.. father.." said Love pleased.

"Yes.., here carry the same father son." said Ikram while taking the body of Love in the sling of Aisyah's mother

" Buk... is Wulan inside.? "

"No child, yes since Wulan has not been home to the house, son, mother has also repeatedly checked your house, because from then on Love always called her mother's name, her mother has also repeatedly checked her house., what is Wulan overtime, son..? " ask Aisyah's mother

"No buk.., I had been to where he worked, but Wulan was not there, I also do not know where he buk "ansaid Ikram sad

"Why don't you call his cell phone number, son."

"We do not wear mobile buk.., eat it I am confused to look for where." replied Ikram scratching his head

"Oh, do you mind if I leave Love again, I will try to go around looking for Wulan ma'am" said Ikram again

" No Ikram mother instead happy because there is his friend, yes you have gone to look for Wulan, Love let the mother take care"

"Thank you buk., Love father go pick up mother first yes, Love here used to be the same grandmother Aisyah, do not be naughty ya." said Ikram explained

"Yes father.., Love miss mother father "answer Love is sad

"Yes, this father will pick up mother yes son" replied Ikram stroking her son's hair

After that, Ikram immediately walked to his motorbike, and he began to drive his motorbike on the highway.

Feelings of fear and worry began to lodge in his mind, because this was the first time his wife was not coming home, by looking here and there on every road he passed, he said, Ikram continues to search for the whereabouts of his wife.

Tampa Ikram realized that from earlier, there was someone lurking through the distance,

Because fatigue has attacked the body of Ikram, in addition to the coldness of the night wind began to penetrate the pore pore hole belongs to him, , Ikram took the initiative to stop his motor path in a fairly quiet place, and the, with the intention of wanting to rest for a moment and be alone from his crowded motorists in the capital..

Ikram sitting on a motor butut while turning on the nicotine ingredient that has been smoked for 2 days to relieve stress in his head..

After lighting the cigarette in his hand, Ikram immediately sucked for a long time to emit a puff of smoke up to several times a gust..

And when the last blow, Suddenly a blow greeted Ikram's body right behind his back, Ikram who was shocked and felt a pain that was terribly painful, began to rise up, standing up, see who attacked him..

"Who are you, why are you hitting me on the back..? " ask Ikram in wonder

"Cih..., it turns out that only the crumbs of peanuts that we will beat, I think the rich also.., it's very unlucky your fate is yes, already poor, many more enemies.. " said the thug scoffed

"What do you mean, I have no enemies here, and you, who ordered you to hit me..? "

Buk... buk.....

Fierce fights began to occur, Ikram was attacked with 3 people at once, At first he can avoid the blow, and give a reply, but after the fatigue began to burst,, he was,, The cream collapsed after getting a kick in his stomach

Bukk.......

"Aaahhhh.

And tampa aba, the thugs, back beat Ikram's face until the bruise is shapeless..,

A.buk....

"Could you be a poor man.., I'm so happy to beat up a weakling like you" said the thug boss.

****

While on the street, dull black cars were crossing the deserted road, and on purpose, they looked at the parked Ikram motorbike not far from the side of the road

"Bos.. look at that bike.it's like a boss's Ikram butut bike." said the man named Dio.

Their boss immediately looked in the direction pointed at by Dio..,

"Yes..you're right, what's the grandchild stopping there for, I get so curious.?.?, woy stop the car, let's see what he's doing there" get Jack down from the car

And they went straight to the parked Ikram motorbike, and when they were close, they immediately ran towards the group of 3 people who were beating Ikram with great zeal..

Bukk.........

The sound of a kick sounded extremely loud, making the 3 people, fall to the side

"Donuts.., what are you doing huh..? " ask bang Jack angry

"Who told you to beat up my brother is this jerk..?? " ask Jack angrily as he grips his neck

"You don't need to know Jack, this is the secret of my job.., it's not the same of us.., being an errand boy to kill people." replied the thug.

"Fuck you.., how dare you deny my words.., quickly beat them to pieces.. "

A.buk...

Fierce fights ensued, with Jack's members numbering 5, making the thugs who hit his final Ikram lose and run away to escape..,

Jack let him go, because he wanted to see the conditions of the Kram that had fallen asleep on the ground..

"Hurry up and pick him up. Take him to our base. And you're Dio, bring the Ikram motor home.. "

"Good boss"

And they left the place, carrying the battered Ikram unconscious..