HELL WALKER

HELL WALKER
Chapter 7: I just want to take mine


At the entrance of the construction site, Gevariel returned to the guard room and retrieved his belongings from the security guards.


Johan stood beside her with a sad face and said, "Hey, Gevariel, you are still too rash. Construction is not an easy place. Zaenal is known to many contractors. If we ignite it, I'm afraid we'll get into trouble. It's not easy to find a job in this town, and he probably won't give us our pay. You know Ella is still waiting for the hospital fee, and you have to give the money to your wife and mother-in-law. If you don't have money, they might be disappointed with you."


"Akness and I are divorced" Gevariel said with a sigh.


"Huh?" Johan was startled and said, "Divorce?"


"Yes, I was expelled. I signed the divorce agreement this morning, and they packed all my things and brought them here" Gevariel smiled bitterly, holding up the trash bag in his hand.


"Godw..." Johan said as he frowned, "I asked you to write your name in the certificate at that time, but you still said you didn't care... Forget it, I'm still worried about Ella, tomorrow she has to go to the hospital..." Johan was sad again, looked at Gevariel, and said, "You were cast out, and have no place to sleep. Come on, stay in my house!"


Gevariel's heart was a little warm.


For now, Johan does not blame Gevariel, because he was fired from his job. In fact he asked Gevariel to stay temporarily in his house!


Friends like this are worth keeping.


"Don't worry, Zaenal will be back in five minutes, and he will beg us" Gevariel smiled confidently.


Johan pursed his lips and said, "No idea what you can do, Gevariel? Well, I've lost my job now, so let's go back home!" "Don't worry!" Gevariel showed a confident smile at the corner of his lips.


...


On the other hand, Zaenal walked towards the inside of the construction site, with a cynical smile, and said, "The two pieces of trash are still falling out with me. Who loves them all this time, I will make them not be able to live well in City M!"


"cring.kring..."


Suddenly, the phone rings. Zaenal picked up his phone, his face slightly changed, then he hurriedly received the call. "Hallo, Bu Amel? How did Mom call me? You don't have to worry about my work. I will finish this project on time with guaranteed quality!"


On the other end of the phone was a cold voice.


"Huh?" Zaenal's face changed: "What do you mean?"


"I told you, you don't have to continue this project, we've found someone else. In addition, we found that you were involved in corruption in previous projects. We have joined several other real estate companies to sue you, and tomorrow you will receive a letter from our lawyer! Prepare to lose everything." The voice on the phone spoke calmly.


"Misunderstanding? Gevariel...You know him!" The voice on the phone is getting cold.


"Gevariel, he works under me, he's nothing but trash, he's..." As he spoke, he recalled the phone call Gevariel had just made, and his expression instantly changed.


"If you want to find fault, you can only blame yourself for bothering someone you shouldn't bother!" After the person on the phone finished talking, he hung up.


Zaenal froze on the spot, cold sweat began to drench his forehead!


...


At the gate of the construction site, Johan looked at Gevariel and said, "Don't stand here like a fool, let's go!"


Bib..big!


He looked up and said, "Hey!"


In his cellphone, there was a notification from his Mboile Banking, he received a transfer from Zaenal, 8 million Rupiah, exceeding the salary held by Zaenal of 4 million rupiah.


At the same time, not far from there, he saw a plump figure running towards them in a hurry, it was Zaenal.


For a moment, Johan was silent, he looked at Zaenal, then at Gevariel beside him, gulped his saliva, and felt confused.


At that time, Zaenal was already standing in front of Gevariel and Johan. His fat face was covered in sweat. He did not know if it was due to exhaustion or cold sweat. With trembling hands, he took out a pack of cigarettes. Trembling, he extended it to Gevariel as he said, "Mas Gevariel, Cigarettes!"


Gevariel did not take the cigarette. He pulled out his phone, checked the transfer record, and after seeing the amount of money coming in, he gave some of that excess to Zaenal. Gevariel turned around and said, "I only took what should have been my right."


"Mas Gevariel, I was wrong. I sincerely apologize to you. Accept my apology." Zaenal nodded and lowered his head.


This was completely different from his previous arrogance.


Gevariel glanced at him and said, "What you are doing is none of my business, but you must learn from this experience. Don't bother the innocent anymore."