Honor Behind the Stain
Prey

Khanza dumped the can of used drinks that he had already gulped down into the trash. He went down the bridge, bought a hat in a stall that peddled a variety of hats typical Palembang. He put his hat on his head. 

Now he becomes a pedestrian who enjoys the beauty of Ampera Bridge from a distance, around the yard close to Kuto Besak Fort while culinary in the canoe boats on the river bank. The stalls offer coffee and other warm drinks and that certainly never miss is a variety of typical Palembang pempek.

Khanza stopped by one of the stalls, sitting on the banks of the Musi River, in the courtyard opposite the Fort and enjoying a warm drink and pempek above one of the existing sampan stalls. If one day Khanza leaves the city, he will say that the city of Palembang is attached to the heart.

Khanza took another sip of water, focusing on four well-dressed men holding serious talks at the dinner table. You could say meeting. The food menu on their table is varied. Starting from nuggets, chicken katsu, steak, sushi and many others. And don't forget that there's a pempek at the table. It's amazing spending on one dining table. They are clearly money people.

Prey. Thought Khanza. But he was sure that he would not get anything of value from one of the men in the neat suit if he took his wallet, the contents of their wallets will certainly not be more than just cards that even Khanza can use. This is the electronic age, all using cards. Only, Khanza was interested in a watch belonging to one of the men. The clock is expensive. 

Khanza lowered his hat to cover part of his face as he looked down.

Just as the four men in the middle of the meeting stood up shortly after shaking hands, Khanza took action. He immediately paid the bill, then walked after two men who walked towards the right car park, while the other two headed to the hotel in the opposite direction.

Bruk!

Khanza accidentally hit one of the men in black who walked the back, even he hit from behind.

Within seconds, the gold watch had changed hands. 

No need to be asked how Khanza easily took off the watch and moved it into his hands. He already knows very well how to take off the watch brand Rolex classy. 

Waw... Khanza will get a lot of money after this.

"Sorry!" khanza said while bowing his head which was already in a state of wearing a hat.

The tall, scented skinny man just kept silent as he waved his hand, signalling that the process of the collision was not a problem for him. 

Khanza immediately passed away, his steps wide.

"I'm sorry, Sir. Me first!" The tall man was about to get into the car, saying goodbye to his friend who was wearing a brown suit. 

The brown suit guy smiled. As the tall man was about to look at the watch on his hand to ascertain the time, he was surprised that the jak was no longer coiled around his wrist.

"Huh? My clock!" The tall man was confused. His habit was to briefly look at the clock, and a few minutes ago when the meeting was over, he still saw the clock in his hand, but now it was no more. The accident occurred when he was hit from behind. His gaze immediately turned towards the woman who had hit him, the distance was already a bit far. "That's... That woman must have taken my watch!"

The brown suit man by his side immediately jumped up, scattering after Khanza at an incredible running speed.

Seriate