Criminal: I Love Criminals!
Please Teach Me to Rob!

In the morning, I woke up earlier than him. I hurried to fold the mattress, and arrange it in the closet along with blankets and pillows. Morgan's still asleep, looking awful. I went downstairs and opened the windows one by one. The sunlight illuminated our home. Looks like today will be very sunny, or it could even be a rain culprit?

About an hour passed, all my homework was done including making breakfast, Morgan came on time. He stood at the door staring at me who was still arranging breakfast at the dinner table.

“What's meds? Why stand there? Come here, I've made breakfast loh.”

Morgan obeyed my orders, he walked slowly around the body past me who was opposite his seat. He took a sip of his juice and poked at his supple lips. Red and slightly blackish, on the pointed and bushy top of his chin with that hair. He smiled, as his eyes continued to look at me, as if he was investigating my thoughts with various questions hidden inside his head.

I feel a little depressed, either because he seems to already know my purpose from my movements, or because I am too sensitive to think excessively. I sighed, I finally ventured to express my will to her.

I politely lowered my head a little in front of him,

“Morgan..”.

“Ya?”

This time I ventured to look at him, I lifted my head so that our two pairs of eyes met. “Please let me work!”

Then without hesitation Morgan replied, “Ya, bile”

“Eh, seriously allowed?”

“Why? Do I have to get permission?”

“You asked me to do my homework.”

“You've done more than enough, a day at home must be bored, right? I'm also more relieved that you work. Not mind you keep at home.”

“What is so right?”

“That's. Then you have found a suitable place?”

I nodded, then cautiously though very frightened, I took out his thing that I took out secretly while tidying up the mattress at the bottom of the closet. Morgan glared at me as I put it on the table. Right, it's the deadly black one, the dessert eagle.

“Hei! I told you not to touch my stuff carelessly!”

“Whatever I don't remember, I'm really mad that you touched something. Why now steal it from me secretly?”

“Well, Morgan... I want to come with you rob!”

Morgan's sharp gaze instantly changed, seeing me full of wonder, with his mouth slightly open. He sipped again the juice quickly.

“I mean working in a suitable place Isabella!”

“I mean working as a robber assistant, Morgan!”

Morgan patted his eel, his eyes closed and then his forehead creased. He seemed very frustrated because of my job expectations.

“Since when did you steal it?” he opened his eyes slightly glancing at the gun that was in the middle of both palms of my hand.

“Barusan...” I replied slowly, “ while cleaning the mattress, I went to the locker where you saved it, then I took.”

“Truly naughty girl!” he said while grunting with a voice I could hear. I did not dare to answer, my head that had been fixedly staring at him now lowered its head in shame and a little fear.

“Why do you want to be a robber? Let it stick? You'd trouble me if it was just for fun!”

“No, not at all. Not because of that. I want to learn from the closest thing. Gathering courage and ability, I think working part-time elsewhere is not necessarily easy to accept. So it's best to do the closest thing first.”

Morgan was silent for a moment, when he heard my explanation, “ Being a criminal is not as easy as you think Isabella. If you're slow and slow, you could end up in jail. If you get caught, there's nothing you can fight for. The country will not be reluctant to weak wild cats like you, you will be thrown away even can be destroyed.”

I listened to him carefully, as if he had received instructions and teachings from his predecessors, he was the old robber who had booked many years of experience. He gave me long instructions on how to get to the risks I would face. Although he explained all the bad things in detail, but it did not change my attitude and belief at the beginning. I still want to work as a robber's assistant.

“I understand..” I said, “So Morgan, From today please help and direction, and who surely please teach me to use a gun like this.”

Once again morgan took a deep breath and threw it away. He looks a little upset, but more in resigned dominance.

“Alright, I'll teach you later. Finish your food first.”

This is how my criminal life began, when I dared to make the choice to get out of my comfort zone. Join the plunge and learn to dive in his dark life. May I succeed! My mission of love and mental improvement, I loudly echoed from now on.