Best Seller Man's
predestination

A boy ran in through the ongoing trial.

" Wait my brother is innocent, my brother is innocent sir. I beg mah pah brother is not wrong I am sure mah" said the boy then his eyes looked at him while blurting out.

"Help my brother, he's not wrong" he said.

"HAAAAAH, the dream is back again" muttered Thunder, his breath was quite decapitated, as well as enough sweat to wet the owner's pajamas. The dream that always managed to make Thunder fear of regret.

"Gua knows the cave is wrong, if only the cave was honest" Back the man muttered.

"If only, maybe this time the cave never felt guilty" said "andai" As if to be a splice of Thunder when remembering the past that is quite imprinted in his memory. Spontaneously his mind repeated a bittersweet story that he did not even want to remember anymore. Time SMA.

"Ra you're calm in nature, aren't you?" Thunder Words.

"It's so rich in cave mistakes, he now how are you?" Thunder said again, his gaze falling on the clock of his room wall which still showed at five in the morning.

"Run the morning rich, than the mind of the past" he said as he moved from his bed into the bathroom.

It did not take long Guntur was ready with his sports clothes he planned to walk around the complex of his house.

"Where are you going?" Tanya bi Marni who just entered with a bag of groceries, it seems that her maid just returned from the market.

"Bi streets around here while running in the morning" replied Guntur stopped his way and followed bi Marni to the kitchen.

"Mas than the road mending seperation to mas, more exciting" Usul pa Didi who just entered seemed to run out to bring bi Marni.

"Where is the pack still in the shop" replied Thunder with a laugh.

"Where are they stored?" Ask Guntur while opening his maid's grocery crackle.

"Do not do anything, let aunt. Mas aga said he wanted to go out and relax" replied bi Marni with a smile.

"Yes, let me help Marni later" added Mr. Didi. Thunder smiled then nodded.

"I leave ya pa, bi" said Thunder,

"Oh yes, look for a bike yes pa two later me menemenin my difference" added Guntur to pa Didi before actually going.

"Once I go straight to the mas" replied pa Didi, making Thunder laugh witfully.

Thunder out enjoying the morning air, the weather is a little supportive, it seems the sky wants it to enjoy the city in the nickname jammed city. He walks alone his mind is still raging with guilt which is why it always makes him regret.

Contrition. Could time bring them together? It's a matter of time and destiny. Whether beautiful or bitter both seem to be similar to a Rayga Thunder Bagaskar. Thunder lives side by side with endless regrets, deep regrets that stem from the selfishness of his family who did not want his son carried away by his own friend's case.

"If only the cave could be challenged, the cave can talk cave can volunteer cave can defend you if only" muttered Thunder in the middle of his walk. If he had mentioned how many times today, the splice complaints were all full of the word 'andai' he uttered. Thunder used to be not a child like now, his parents glared at him.Guntur was scared, in contrast to Czech, his brother. The man with the full name of the Czech Galaxy Bagaskar even dared to fight the father for his ideals. His life always seemed to be in the power of his father. Till now.

"When the hell did they die? Jeez don't be so lest they be your parents" he murmured, he stopped his way when his nose smelled the distinctive aroma of chicken porridge.

"So hungry cave belly" he said as he swept his eyes to find a chicken porridge seller, until his eyes saw a chicken porridge trader at the end of the road. Thunder quickly walked towards the merchant.

"Wah rame" muttered Thunder. Never had time for Thunder to order suddenly his attention was diverted with a motor that was very familiar Thunder.

"Ah who has a motorcycle Duck gini is a lot" added again choose to ignore and then order.

"The porridge pack is one yes" said Thunder then sitting next to the teenage boy who was busy with his cell phone. The focus of Thunder was sidetracked on the blazer tied by a tie right next to the bowl the teenage boy was sitting on.

'Abviously a child today, there is still a bag right?'- Inner Thunder is inexhaustible with the behavior of teenage boys beside him.

"Eh seriously so there's really a new boss in the cave office?"

Back attention Bagaskar family youngest child was diverted, the focus is now on the pen in the middle of a woman holding while calling.

"Yes again catet cave" said the woman. Thunder's eyes occasionally saw the brown batik-patterned pen that the woman was using wrote what.

Tak. The sound of the bowl clashing with the table is enough to return it to reality.

"This is the mush" said the merchant.

"Thank you sir" he said. Then Thunder began to feed it a spoonful.

'Enak' -in Thunder.

"The boss is young?" Back the world of Thunder was diverted by a pen that was still in use by the woman who. Until not how long the woman went to put all her things in the bag. The view of Thunder could not be separated from the pen that the woman had stored in the pocket of the bag.

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Guntur now again ate his chicken porridge calmly, without realizing it the teenage boy next to him had gone to no where. It didn't take long for Guntur to finish his chicken porridge one skewer of his sate he took then intended to pay for his chicken porridge.

"How many sir?" Ask Thunder while taking fifty thousand from his pocket, because he only brought fifty thousand of the remaining money yesterday when he bought mineral water at the airport. It seems that now he has to carry a little cash afraid of him as now he is tempted by roadside food. While his wallet is full of cards that will not even be useful when used like now.

"Fifteen thousand mas" he answered. Thunder then put fifty thousand in there.

Now the adult man is walking towards home, holding a brown batik-patterned pen in his right hand.

"Just a pen doesn't make him poor, does it?" Thought Thunder.

Thunder occasionally swept his gaze at the activities of the people. It seemed that the traffic jam was beginning to spoil his vision. Look at the motorbike and the car as if it is waiting in line for something valuable. The sound of the horn also enlivened the morning as well as the cries of hawkers who seemed to have started working to find a mouthful of rice for their day.

His view was again diverted with the owner of the motorbike - the Duck-motor in the handlebar hanging the tie that had been used as a rope to wrap the blazer. Behind him there is a green ninja motorcycle owner who is grumbling furiously because of traffic jams and beside the motorbike there is a matic motorcycle owner with a bogony helmet who is chewing something. While in front of the three different types of motorcycles there is a white panamera porche car that belongs to anyone.

"Woy hunt, cave want BEM again there is an event on the cave campus" Shouted the owner of the green ninja motor.

"Please dong, this is not my own road nor do I want OSIS" replied the owner of the Duck motorbike.

While the matic just focus with the chew is eating what. And the car in front of the three different types of motorcycles from earlier was honking his horn hoping the car in front of him flying maybe. Because it wants as much and as hard as any white car owner honks the fact that the front car is not running.

"It's so beautiful this morning" muttered Thunder