DRAGON CARVED JADE BRACELET
Chapter 214: JAKARTA IS HARD

    Life in Jakarta is hard. Not only hard, but cruel. The competition is very strong. Then for those who can not face, will definitely be eliminated. Not only for entrepreneurs, but also for small people. Even among the officials also seen an unhealthy competition. Mutual reproach, looking for weaknesses, each other and of course can kill each other.

    Although life in Jakarta is very hard, but the magnet of Jakarta to attract urbanites, tempting nomads, remains an attraction that captivates everyone. Not only smart people or officials, but also scavengers and beggars who are tempted by the sweetness of income in Jakarta. People say that money in Jakarta is wide and thick. That is what causes people to remain tempted to urbanize to Jakarta.

    That afternoon, to get rid of her at the dorm, because only alone after always left by the Princess who was engrossed with her boyfriend, Melian took a walk through the densely populated village. The villages in Jakarta are always densely populated. This village passed by Melian includes a rather shabby village. Call it the village of the poor. In Jakarta the difference between rich and poor is very noticeable. And the divider that separates also looks like a ravine and a mountain. The rich swaddle high and luxurious. His house is guarded by dogs that always bark. But the poor, the house is just a temple that does not meet health standards. There is nothing to guard, for there is no treasure.

    Melian walked leisurely in the Flood Canal area, enjoying the afternoon breeze that blew over her body, spreading the unpleasant smell of the heaps of garbage along the riverbanks, which pierced her nose. A number of wild huts were seen standing along the inspection road of the Western Flood Canal. The pressure of life from the economic shock made the poor people survive in the slums. Although Satpol PP back-time warned and evicted, but the people who do not have a place to stay and live on the banks of the Ciliwung River.

    Melian witnessed how tragic the small people living below the poverty line are. Not just poor, but more than suffering from economic problems. Of course Melian's heart was immediately touched to witness such conditions.

    Melian began to think, how to raise this small people can be empowered, can change his fate, in order to be able to try better, not just live, not just live, but to be worthy as a human being who has dignity and dignity. But is it easy, when only done by a girl who has nothing? Melian kept walking her legs. Down the riverbank, while looking for what exactly they are enjoying, so these people feel at home living in such slums.

    But suddenly, Melian's footsteps came to a halt. He saw two men who were called valiant men. The guys who ride the bike are nice, the modified bikes are like Harley bikes. The two men were wearing jean pants and leather jackets, one was black and the other was brown. Both wore sunglasses, without wearing a helmet. The one in front was wearing a round wide hat, a kind of cowboy hat.

    Melian moved to the edge when the presence of a motor that passed in an area that actually had no way. Only the former passage of passers-by formed a path on the riverbank, without any hardening of the rock or asphalt. If it is rainy season, it cannot be skipped. Of course Melian rather mepet with a cardboard house that is not because of its shape, to avoid passing vehicles.

    The motor stopped in front of one of the rundown houses, which was closed to the door. Then the two men got off the bike. Then banged on the door that was only made of used plywood. So that the sound of a plywood dag-dog that was pounded quite loudly.

    Melian kept paying attention. He wanted to know what the two men would do. Although not approaching, it is still clearly visible. The distance is not far. Only about ten meters.

    After several times on knocking on the door, no one opened or exited the rickety hut. Maybe there was no one, or maybe the person inside was afraid to come out. Perhaps the man who had repeatedly knocked on the door was already irritated. Then of course the two dashing and cool men immediately broke down the door.

    "Brakght ....!!!"

    Once kicked in, the door collapsed. One of the men immediately bent his body, into the tubug. Understandably the door is too short, it does not fit for a tall enough person to enter it. The man who kicked at the door stood at the door.

    "Ampuuunn .....! Ampuuunn .....! Ampuuunn .....!" there was a male scream from inside the hut.

    Then the cool dashing man who entered earlier, had dragged the man who shouted for mercy out of the hut. Then the one who asked for forgiveness while closing his hands on the face was already sitting on the ground while worshipping the man who was standing at his door.

    "There must be something ..." so Melian's mind witnessed the event.

    Although there were some people who saw, from the crowd of people there, but no one dared to come closer or come to help. There are even those who close the roof, choose to hide and do not want to know.

    "Ampuuunn ..., Boss .... Ampuuunn ..., Booos ..." The man in the tattered shirt groaned in fear asking forgiveness to the two men standing on him.

    "Where's the money ...?!!!" shouted one of the men who was grabbing the hair of the man who asked for forgiveness.

    "Ampuuunn ..., Boss .... Tomorrow, Boss ..." said the very frightened man, as he would definitely get rough treatment from the two people who had already dragged him.

    "Tomorrow ...!! Tomorrow again ...!! Tomorrow when ...??!!!" snapped at the man who had grabbed her hair.

    "Yesterday say tomorrow again ...!! Now also say tomorrow again ...!! Wait to get beaten up, yeah ...!!!" said the other man, and immediately floated his raw bogem into the man's head.

    "Snake ....!!"

    "Wadaauuuh ....!!! Ampuuun ..., Boss ..." shouted the man who was immediately stricken by the blow.

    "Jdoughk ....!! Gelabrught ....!!" there was another sound of impact.

    "Wadaauuuh ....!!! Ampuuun ..., Boss ..." cried the man again in pain.

    This time the other man had swung his leg, kicking the back of the man who was in pain earlier, who immediately fell down on the fence.

    "Tomorrow again, I am here ..., beware that there is no money ...!! I kill you, you ...!!" said the man who kicked him. Then turn towards the motor, and turn back to leave the place.

    Suddenly the motorbike was boarded by two men perlente it roared and fell. The two men were on the ground. Even the one who was piggybacking directly held his head, as it hit the pile of scrap metal that was next to it.

    While the driver, once the motor fell, he rolled and immediately stood up. Next directly jumped to near Melian who from earlier stood leaning on a rickety hut close to those people.

    "Nonsense ....!!! How dare you bother me ....!!!" snapped the man who was already in front of Melian. Apparently the man who was driving knew when the motor passed by, Melian threw a small piece of iron and hit the wheel, which resulted in the motor wheel being blocked by pieces of iron and rolled.

    Melian was silent without expression. Doesn't rub the word of the man who's been yelling at him.

    "This Shanghai Radish, Bro ....!" shouted his friend who was still holding his bumped head, while approaching the man who was already in front of Melian.

    "We ate ...??? Haha ....!!" sahut his friend who was getting closer to Melian.

    "Terrick ..., Bro ....!!!! Mak nyus ..., this is Bro ...!!! Hahaha ..." added who still stroked his head.

    Of course these two men were surprised to find a girl as beautiful as Melian was in a pile of cardboard. They must have been instantly tempted by Melian's dandy.

    "What do we bring in the brush here ...?!" asked the man who had snapped at Melian earlier to his partner who was still holding his sharp head.

    "Tweet here, Bro ..... Not bad .., can to vent our frustration .... Hahaha ..." said his friend.

    Melian is ready. And must have predicted, if the two men will certainly be angry because it has been dropped from the motorcycle. And certainly not willing if he is underestimated by anyone. Especially in the slums that he had just beaten up people. The manly and feared man was all silent when dropped by the seductive beautiful girl. Of course, the two men would not be silent. Melian has to deal with her. At least it will be used as a prey to the impingement of his lust.

    And Melian's guess is right. The man facing her started to extend his hand, going to hold Melian's hand. Of course, not only holding hands, but will touch other parts of the body. And the man was drooling as his eyes looked at Melian who was smiling as she was about to be captured.

    "Come ..., serve me ...! Satisfy me ...!!" the man said to Melian.

    Melian's smile again teased the man who was getting more lustful. Suddenly, something happened to the man.

    "Gelabrught ....!! Blug up!" the sound of people falling.

    "Wadaouuwh ....!!" yell that man.

    The man who would hold Melian's body fell down in front of his friend. His two hands held his secret. Apparently two quail eggs of his had been hit by a kick Melian's leg. The man groaned in pain.

    Seeing his friend fall down and groan in pain, then the other man, while holding his head that was still painful, immediately advanced. His hands immediately clenched, and of course slammed his hands towards Melian. Not only did his hand hit without direction many times, but his leg was also kicking. Must be ngawur. But neither the piculan nor the kick that hit Melian's body. Melian was still not moving.

    After a few hits and kicks without anyone getting hit, all of a sudden, a strange sound was heard.

    "Proooghk ....!!!" sound of wooden boards banging with the head.

    "Wadaouuwh ....!!" shouted the man who fell down over the carelessness of the gubug.

    Yes, when the man hit and kicked in a row, his gaze was out of focus. Melian's legs kicked her butt, instantly the man fell and hit the tile board in front of her. His stern head was hit again with a pole. The club finally collapsed and hit the man who hit it.

    His friend who had been kicked by his egg, grimacing and limping, trying to help his friend who was careless. Although not like the carelessness of the house, at least his body must feel pain and pain all.

    "Awas, elo ..., yes ...!!" threaten the two men, who again lifted the bike, away from the place.

    Melian smiled letting go of the two people in pain.

    "Jakarta is loud, Bang ...!!" melian shouted letting the two men go while threatening.