Gun, History of IVAC: The Voice Of Tomi
Chapter 1: Tomi Efendi
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Chapter 1: Tomi Efendi
06.00, Wednesday, March 1, 2017 that's the first time I saw on a smartphone when I turned off the alarm this morning.
I have to take turns guarding and watching the machine, now it's Parjo's turn to sleep.
Life is very confusing, why this locker room is delicious once used for sleeping even if only two hours.
Packed with used cardboard covered in plastic sponge carpet we bought 20,000 joint venture in the home appliance store.
As well as a jacket as a pillow replacement headboard. This narrow space is hot no fan, the ventilation is also very small.
Not to mention the distinctive aroma of crude palm oil that is very stinging. But I always miss sleeping in this locker room.
While in the rented mattress is soft and many pillows I even have difficulty sleeping. The world is strange.
"Wash your face first bang, let's go. I have coffee, will I not ?" Parjo said offering.
"No, ntar my maag kumat." My answer.
"Eat paphmie there bang, in my locker there are 2 tuh." Parjo still has not given up on offering help.
"Forced no, let's force it again." Ledek.
Parjo just smiled in response to my joke.
"I can't be forced into this cake, you know if you make it. Hahaha," I said as I opened the locker and picked up the papmie.
Instant cup noodles are true friends of night chiff labor and boarding children.
Parjo was one of my most fun coworkers. He was always cheerful and never counted with friends. This month I was often in the same sif as him.
As fellow machine operators, we help each other and cooperate very well for the smooth production of edible oil.
The factory continues to run non-stop, production must always be fulfilled. There are 12 engine operators in my factory which are divided into 3 sif. We used to exchange chiff and holiday time.
Actually I'm really tired of having to work 2 sif today. But because I want to have 3 days off, so I have to take the next sif in order to exchange time off with others.
The time is still long, the new sif exchange will be at 8. I have to be absent to go home and enter again at 8 to 4 pm later.
Boring once, maybe at 2 pm later I can steal time to sleep again.
I have worked here for 13 years, from freelance day laborers to permanent laborers. Until now, he was a machine operator.
Tomorrow morning on holiday I want to pick up Hepis at Tomu airport. We want to open the IVAC Sorenya meeting at the dead river base.
I have a lot to talk to Hapis about. Hopefully he's changed during Denis' business studies at Jegardah.
Just a year joined Denis bang wander, according to him, the development of the very good.
He was able to learn computers quickly, studying finance and banking. And learning about law.
Although never in school, but bang Denis quite confident with the learning ability of Hapis.
I want to hand over the leadership of IVAC to Hepis. Tired once every day of having to hide to be the leader of the underground ormas. The behavior of the five generals is also very difficult to control, only Aji still thinks sane.
It is impossible for me to reconcile IVAC and VV. It's even harder to ban them from doing drugs.
Let Hapis carry out the IVAC Ormas as he wishes. After all, when will he continue to rely on me ?
Although not against me openly, but clearly Hypis supports IVAC members in the drug and firearm business.
When will I keep banning them ? Members also need to eat and support their families.
They just need my protection from VV attacks. Fortunately, Ateng did not realize I was the leader of IVAC.
But if Ateng also has a limit, IVAC members cannot continue to do drugs in the city controlled by VV for decades. Even though we are secretly engaged in activities, it will surely gradually be discovered.
Om Ateng is my mother's brother, he became one of the top officials of the VV organization in northern Named. You could say he's one of the respected thugs here.
I don't want to be in conflict with my own family, especially just because of the motorcycle club we founded.
Om Ateng also told me to live in a rented property of his friend. 15 years I became a member of the VV, even I became the leader of one branch.
Since the age of 12 years I have been in school in Named, while my parents live in the ivory palm oil village of Gansred district which is 80 kilometers west of Named city.
Not too far away indeed, but Gansred is one of the largest districts in Sumarea Province. 70 percent of its territory consists of oil palm and rubber plantations.
My parents are palm oil workers. Only my little sister who lives in Gansred accompanies them.
While I was schooled and entrusted to Ateng in the city of Named to get a better education. The development and quality of education of Named city is quite advanced.
The earth from Gansred district will be processed and sold in Named. The international port in the northern city of Named is the third largest port in the country of Maranesia.
It has become a tradition for families in Gansred that is quite established to send their children to Named city. Such pride and achievement for the parents in my village to continue their children's education in the provincial capital of Sumarea.
Named is the perfect metropolis for nomads. Not only from the province of Sumarea, the nomads also came from neighboring provinces, other islands, even from abroad.
Since school in Named, om Ateng entered me to join the VV so that I do not get bullies from other children at school. The community honors the VV as an ormas belonging to the Viktor family, the eternal ruler of Sumarea.
I feel safer and easier to get along with Named's real kids. Unlike other nomads who are ostracized and considered hick or village because they come from Gansred.
Ryan is also not much different, it's just that his mother is a native of Named. And his extended family lived in the hero village of the northern city of Named.
Ryan and I are cousins on my father's side. Ryan's father was my father's brother. Ryan's mother has a home in the hero village, so she doesn't live as contracted as I do.
It was from the association with Ryan that I met with Denis bang and others. I also attended karate school Mr. Udin to fill my free time.
While Ateng did not want me to stay at his house. Because too many of his men gather there every day. Om Ateng does not want me damaged by hanging out with his drunkards and drug addicts.
VVs are big organizations, but the behavior of their members is no better than gangsters. They're drug and prostitution businesses, most of them VV members are parking lot guys, drug couriers and street thugs. The more courageous usually become a tile of entrepreneurs or officials.
It doesn't feel like it's almost 4 in the afternoon. I have to go home, remember the past makes time go by so fast.
I was so happy in my youth to know so many people in Named. They are always supportive and helpful.
Accommodated ivory palm I learned silat since childhood, I have no trouble learning karate with Pak Udin who also has silat ability.
Om Ateng is also proud that I can be a student of one of the national karate athletes as well as public figures Named. My position is in the protection of 2 people who are strong enough.
I'm so tired, 16 hours of work in this factory is like taking half my life. "Hoaaamh" I can no longer resist sleepiness.
Parjo had obviously come home during the sif exchange at 8 this morning. I want to go home and say goodbye to my Rico supervisor, to make sure my 3-day vacation is scheduled for tomorrow.
I went to the room where the supervisors worked.
"Sore sir, this is my absence. Tomorrow's 3-day holiday is approved." My toot.
Rico waved his hand, calling out to me. When I approached her I saw that my cut form paper had not been signed yet.
I really want to slap her in the face, does she want to test my patience ?
I saw my autograph and my name was clearly plastered underneath. "Sincerely, Tomi Efendi." And he put a little note next to my signature.
Rico approached me and whispered.
"You want to make another Tom orgas ?" Ask Rico back.
"You don't have to be active in the public anymore, you get fired. Big bosses don't like employees to get involved. Afraid of being scorned." Connect Rico.
"I just want to get out of all the organizations, I also have long been out VV. I'm gonna marry you." My answer.
My boss is forgetful, ormas IVAC is 5 years old now. He knows me and Hepis formed IVAC.
Rico is a schoolmate of Ryan's, he is also still a member of the BBC until now. It's just that he's not involved in being an active manager at the BBC.
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