The River House

XX. Money in the sack

Andewi still saw the contents of the shabby sack that was in his grasp. A smile once again fell on his purple lips from the cold.

"I'm rich. Thank you Zainul Rich Man," Andewi kissed the maroon red book in his hand.

In a state of pleasure, Andewi recalled his life story. How at first he was a rich businessman's son, like the Princess who lived in the palace.

But unfortunately, at the age of 25 years old Andewi, the father betrayed his family. It is true, the temptation of a successful man is a woman. And the father of Andevi did not succeed in resisting temptation and desire in his heart.

After the separation of his father and his mother, the life of Andevi fell. The economy is difficult, business efforts are run fail, and end up in debt that accumulates can not be paid. Andewi could not have whined to his father. Instead he wanted to make his father open his eyes that he and his mother could live a successful life even without the help of the man who wanted to party.

In a really bad state, a few months ago Andewi got a package without a name and sender address. A cardboard box containing a maroon-coated book. The shabby and shabby book, which he had originally been about to ignore. But when he saw the author's name printed thickly on the top, Andevi felt the book was valuable.

Books by Zainul Rikhman or Zainul Rich Man. Rich writer, famous, but disappeared do not know where the jungle. And reportedly, Zainul Rich Man disappeared along with some of his savings.

Andevi opened the strange book. He did not really live the story in it, because basically Andewi did not really like the story of fiction. Eventually he found a strange inscription written in partially faded ink on the last sheet of the book.

Handwriting that became a guide, which eventually led to Andewi in a sack containing large amounts of money. Andewi again tied the sack with the money.

"So, who's been living in a cave like this?" Andevi muttered alone. His voice was soft, but it sounded echoing.

There was a slight feeling of fear, when the goddess for the umpteenth time circulated a look at the wall of the cave. Anyone who lives in such a place must be someone who is not sane.

Realizing that the occupants of the cave could return at any time, Andevi hurried to carry the shabby sack and walked out of the cave. The same is the case when he entered, when he came out, Andewi had to be flushed by the cold and swift waterfall.

With all his body soaked and shivering in the cold, Andewi staggered. He stepped back towards the new house of Anggun. However, the next second he stopped and pensively paused in the middle of the road.

"I have to hide this money first. If other friends knew I found this much money, they could have asked for a share" muttered Andevi mangosteen.

Andewi looked around. On the left where Andevi stood among the shrubs, he saw a large towering tree. Andewi immediately jumped into the bush. He took the sack off his shoulder.

Slightly in a hurry, Andewi put the sack containing the money at the base of the tree shoots. Then he looked for dry branches and foliage, used to hoard sacks to make them invisible.

"Fuuhhh, I think this is enough," Andewi rubbed the sweat on her forehead. The night air is indeed so cold, but physical activity that rush in fact can make sweat flow from the pores of the skin.

Andewi came out of the bush, he returned to the path to the house of Anggun. Without Andevi knowing, midnight had passed. He walked casually, thinking about what reason he should tell his friends when he returned home later. There must be a lot of questions, especially from Vita. The short-haired woman had a sharper instinct than a tiger.

As Andevi daydreamed, thinking of the exact reason why she had left the house in the middle of the night, there were footsteps in front of her. The footsteps were dragged away, yet sounded approaching quickly.

Sraakk sraakk sraakk

Again, the sound of footsteps stepping on the dry foliage. This time from the back. With a swift Andewi turned his body, directing his flashlight on the lush plant shrub.

There's nothing. Only the night wind blew, touching the nape of Andewi. The back neck of the beautiful woman immediately enlarged. His smooth fur fur stood up, the alarm bells on his body had been activated.

"Damn it," Andewi swore restrained.

Fear began to spread in the heart of Andevi. Anyone would also feel the same fear when they realized that he was currently in the middle of the wilderness alone. It could be a wild animal, or it could be a wild dog attacking with a sudden arrival.

This time, the goddess decided to speed things up. Although he had not yet found the exact reason why he left the house in the middle of the night, he did not care much. The money is already in hand, self-safety is a priority at this time.

"Fuck Vita's question later. The important thing is that I have to return home safely. Free to have a lot of money, if I die of fear in this place," said Andewi, this time he ran.

Walking on the path with dark conditions is already very difficult. Especially now that Avevi tried to run. His feet stumbled occasionally on pebbles and rocks. Maybe his thumb has been cut or even torn. The pain began to throb on his toes.

Andewi continued to spur footsteps, half-jumping also ran. Wreckage from a burning riverfront home was finally visible in plain sight. Soon, Andevi arrived at Anggun's house. His fear began to subside, his running speed began to decrease.

The vigilance of the Andevi began to diminish. And that's when his ankle hit something.

Bruuggggs

Andewi fell down and kissed the ground. The pain and smell of wet soil pierced his nose. Andewi looked over, seeing what had just ensnared him. It turned out that there was a nylon thread running through the middle of the road.

"Suckers! Who's playing with me" Andewi exasperated. He spat out the sand and soil that filled his mouth. The corner of his lips felt rattled. Fresh blood poured from the red part of the body.

Andevi tried to stand back up. But alas, from the back a hard blow hit his nape. Andewi returned to the ground. His body was limp, his vision was a firefly.

Before fainting, Andewi had seen a figure that attacked him. A terrible figure, with a half-bald head and burns on part of his face. The figure walked bent over, reaching for the smooth legs of Andevi. Then pull it rough.

"Don't take my treasure!" Grumbled a terrible figure dragging the body of Andevi.

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