A Unique Path Become CRAZY RICH's

A Unique Path Become CRAZY RICH's
34. Children's special needs village


"Alright, we go to the next location. This time the report came from a tv service provider who held a celebration event. When buying 11 boss nuggets of his neighbors he found an unpleasant smell in one of the boxes. It's like a bad smell, I don't know what it smells like, we'll know when we check it out." Said pak Naryono.


Mr. Naryono was still trembling after shooting the person before, he painstakingly hid his trembling hands.


Hasan did not want to continue the journey, but he was the core of this assignment. Boss said so before the three of them left.


Pink Man vomited and had his head dizzy after being strangled by suspect A.


Other than Mr. Naryono no one is ready to continue the journey.


Mbak Khairun approached them. He had difficulty speaking because the service of BPOM officers today was extraordinary. Mbak Khairun representing all the disadvantaged residents expressed his great gratitude to BPOM, especially to Hasan.


"No need to worry, Mbak. Btw, anyone selling bandages here? My hands are cramping." Hasan asked while laughing.


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Once out of the forest area, the phone can be used again.


"I can finally call Siska." Hasan Mumbled.


Hasan pressed slowly because he was not used to the left hand, while the other hand was on a bandage.


"Hello Sis,"


[Hello yes.] (Siska)


"We can't play tonight because my right hand is bandaged."


Pink Man and Pak Naryono immediately glanced at Hasan.


[Well why are your hands bandaged?!]


"So I was strangled from behind, and in front of me there was a hot soup I took the soup and I wiped it on the face of the attacker. Because of that, my hands blistered constantly bandaged deh."


Hasan spoke casually as if he were in his house.


News of the cannibalism of minors and the heroic actions of the three BPOM officers will go viral the next day.


"We look cool when duetting against criminals, how about we make a team named... Bad Food Team! (bad food!)"


"No." Answer Mr. Naryono briefly.


"Bad Food, what does it mean?" Ask Pink Man.


"Battered food." Hasan.


"You stupid english! The truth Rotten Food. R-O-T-T-E-N F-O-O-D."


"That! I was just about to say. From now on the three of us are the trio of Rotten Food from BPOM Banjarmasin branch."


Hasan has a unique way of entertaining himself. Pink Man agrees with Hasan. Mr. Naryono was manipulated by Hasan to join the team.


"Children today love to form teams or groups. By becoming a member of the Rotten Food team you can participate in my show. You can look fashionable like children of the era or look classy, or appear with the style of the father emm." Hasan whispered in Naryono's ear.


"What! Ancient you said?! When I was young, I was a band boy, don't think gray hair is the same as not appearing stylish. All right, I'm coming!"


The second place is 4 kilometers from the first place, the name is 'back housing'. Why is it called that? Because all the residents who live in this housing are people with imperfect mentality.


The housing was bought by a conglomerate widower 20 years ago to house children with special needs, autism, and others like that who have no family. What a rare noble deed.


Nowadays housing is increasingly expanding as the number of children abk.


"If the sons of the abk were grown, where would they be taken?" Ask Pink Man to Mr. Hasan.


"They stayed there, which is why the housing was enlarged every year."


"Serrant kok yeah, sounds like a quarantine place for special kids."


"Don't be mad at me, it's the teachers at my school who say they're special."


"People with special needs are special Mr. Hasan. One of them is that they are special in the eyes of God because in our eyes they appear to be one eye. You could say because birth is not perfect that's what makes them more special than us."


"I know that, but such thoughts will actually make them feel no need to improve themselves. Imagine if there are autistic people who want to become swimming athletes, marathon running athletes and so on but no one wants to train them because training people with special needs needs needs extra energy. Would the coach have rejected him by saying he was special?"


Pak Naryono was surprised by Hasan's deep thoughts. Of course he could not give a definite answer regarding that.


The whole car became silent thinking about Hasan's answer, not feeling they got to the backward housing.


After parking the car next to the residents' farmland, Mr. Naryono asked his two men to go down. "We've arrived, so hurry down Hasan!"


Hasan did not want to go down and continued to complain that his hands were cramping.


Hasan's lazy attitude makes Pink Man who has dropped lose half his spirit. Especially when the day starts at night.


We should rest at home now. Hasan protests.


"But our client is waiting, didn't you say you were going to be professional in the field, Mr. Hasan?"


Hasan scratched his neck and finally got out of the car. He was forced to walk like a zombie dragging his feet.


Once in a while Mr. Hasan looked back quickly, and Hasan also improved his walking posture, but when Pak Naryono faced the front again Hasan again walked by dragging his feet.


Suddenly Pink Man was mired into a hole hidden behind a cloth covered with earth.


Hasan laughed at Pink Man.


"Why are you walking on the edge? Ahahaha...!!"


Suddenly a group of autistic people came to them.


They're the Pink Man who broke their rabbit trap.


"I'll give you a lot of rabbits, just stop yelling at me. Strange people..." The last part was said in a soft voice. 


Pink Man hides behind Hasan. Somehow the abk did not dare to approach Hasan, probably because of his stiff and unfriendly face.


"I guess the cave's seen him, detective tai isn't it?"


Hasan's neckline appeared, the first time he was angry until his neck veins were visible.


Hasan quickly moved away from the men.


'Patience gentlemen, your frustration will pay off with a raise." Said Mr. Naryono.


"really sir? Our pay goes up?" Foolish Pink Man is disappointed by Mr. Naryono's reply.


The voice of the teaching person began to fill the twilight sky. The Maghrib is coming soon. The first thing Hasan thought about was finding a place to stay. Although in the village there must be somewhere to stay Hasan.


Hasan asked. "Are we going to finish this job tonight too, Mr. Yono?"


"If there's no big deal like in the first place we can go home tonight."


It seems that children with special needs are playing jumping rope on the edge of a wooden house. At the center of Hasan's attention and the others were beautiful women in plaid white shirts who looked at the children like they were watching them.


Hasan slapped his cheek violently activating his x-ray then slapped it once again to turn off the x-ray.


"Keep that dirty thought Hasan! How many women have you targeted this week? Your own wife, Melinda ma'am, Khairun ma'am, if I add it I feel like I'm going to get karmic." Hasan refrained from overstepping a playboy.


The opposite happened to Mr. Naryono, the old man seemed to be unable to take his eyes off the beautiful young woman.


"She looks like my niece who ran away from home..."


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