100 MAGICAL PLANTS
SHARING IS BEAUTIFUL
Darma who had brought a lot of food was directly into the scavenger settlement area. He passed the path that was in the middle of the slum housing.
Darma also parked his motorbike under a tree that is usually used as a parking lot by scavengers who bring the garbage they take in TPA to the garbage collectors or Garbage Bank in the area for them sell.
The residents also immediately saw Darma carrying a lot of food. They immediately ran around shrouding Darma who was carrying a lot of food.
"Yes queue, otherwise the queue will not be shared!"said Darma put his food on the table in front of the house board.
"By...Darma right?"asked a long black haired woman unraveled, a polka-dot blue shirt, jeans ripped on her thighs and knees, and her face looked shabby.
"Yes Ser, it's me." said Darma to the woman named Serina while orderly distributing the food to the slum people.
"One yes, let the other do it too!"darma said to the children who had lined it up.
"You're really Darma, right?"serina asked from the side looking at Darma with an astonished look.
"It's me" said Darma.
"Where have you been for 1 week?and where's this much money?"serina asked in need.
"Let's tell us the story, you help me share this food, will you?I want to take 1 more bag." asked Darma to Serina.
Serina nodded and replaced Darma to distribute the food, Darma went to take another bag because the one in the first bag must be lacking for the surrounding residents.
[Gift of kindness:
3 points]
[Number of points: 56]
...
After distributing the food, Darma had a conversation with Serina in the chair under the tree.
"Where'd you get this much money from, Dar?"serina asked looking at Darma with a sharp look.
"If I tell you what you're gonna believe?"ask Darma while drinking his coffee in a cup package.
"Try the story!"serina looked ahead.
"The money to buy these foods and the bike I got from the dream" Darma said.
"Lying, how can dreams make you rich." Serina said in disbelief.
"I told you that you won't believe, so you forget it. Enjoy that food!"said Darma leaned his back against the seat.
"You're not stealing, are you?"ask Serina again.
"Son, I got this money from a dream." said Darma.
"What dream is it trying to make you have a lot of money and get a bike like that?"asked Serina curiously.
"The dream went into a place to do magic flower nyari missions and I managed to complete 1 mission. Eat a lot of money just with a sleeping capital."ujar Darma.
"Hmmm I still can't believe it" Serina said still staring intently at Darma.
"I'll tell you you won't believe it, so you forget it!"darma said with a flat tone and a cool smiling expression.
Serina was still silent and dissatisfied with Darma's reply earlier. He still had no idea about the way Darma got the money. Through dreams is the stupidest answer in getting money, because no one can easily get money by just sleeping.
...
After coming from the slum, Darma went straight to the street where Darma and his friends had gathered when he was 10 years old. A place of a million memories with a variety of circumstances and expressions that have been described.
Sadness, pleasure, distress, hunger, eating together, and others that make it sweet in remembrance but bitter in repeat. The friends who were with him first, now have split to where.
[Money at pull 2 million]
[Sisa Balance: 48 million]
30 Minutes later
Darma arrived at the place where he used to live. The place had not changed at all, the broken chair that became the bed of Darma and his comrades was still in the same place. Even the broken chairs were increasing, so that people and street children rested in that place.
With a variety of food and a large bag of rice wrap, Darma walked towards the people and children of the street. Carrying two large parcels in his hand, Darma became the center of attention of the street people.
"Grandfather, how are you?"ask Darma to a grandfather who used to be a father to Darma and his friends.
"Who are you?"ask the grandfather.
"I'm Darma kek, who used to live here too." said Darma.
"Ooooh, grandfather did not want to cu." said the grandfather who was very old and senile.
"Bang, is this for us?"ask one of the street kids to Darma.
"Yes deck, queue ya!"darma said to the boy.
"Everything if you want to get food in line, if not queue can not!"darma said to those street people.
From the small to the adult, they line up to take the food. But suddenly came thugs along with some of his men.
"Widihhh what's wrong?"ask the long-haired man, Levis jacket, torn Levis pants, tattooed, big enough body, dark skin color, and wear a necklace of iron.
"There are victims of this boss, widihh money a lot tuh." said his bald men.
"Big brother, can anyone help you?"ask Darma on those 3 thugs.
"Eh boss, this cake boy knows me." he squinted.
"Well, boss, this is the kind of person we were 7 years ago, right?"ask the pink-haired guy.
"Yes too, but it does matter what I am." said the head thug.
"Where is the ration, 150 thousand for immigrants." said the gondrong man to Darma.
"Work bang!"darma said then he ignored the three thugs.
"Wiiih hard, see boss. The worm that we slaughtered was already a snake now." said his bald men.
"Bad, woi worm. I don't hear you." asked the chief thug who pulled Darma's collar.
Bughhhh
(Sound blows to the stomach)
Darma did not say much, but he immediately hit the thug up to 2 meters mentally.
"You two, if you don't want to be like your boss, get out of here!"darma said with a sharp look.
"Eh, don't be so strong!"said the bald man hit Darma but Darma ignored him and chose to distribute food and money to the street people.
The bald man hit Darma very hard, but it had no effect on him. He continued to distribute food and money.
Bughhhh
(Darma also hit him to hit his boss)
Eventually the thugs fled because they felt they would not be able to fight Darma. Then Darma smiled because he won and then he continued to distribute food to the street people.