I'm the Newspaper Seller
11. Run

Bastian looked at them fixedly and staked out every move the man made. For a long time the thugs were silent while staring at the people around him and unconsciously if there was a figure of Bastian who had been staring at him until Bastian's eyes rounded when the thug was immediately attractive the black-clothed suitcase was forcibly carried away while another friend pushed the old man to the asphalt.

Bastian immediately got up from his seat. He without a cue quickly ran across the road that was being passed by the riders until the sound of a horn that sounded trying to reprimand the figure of Bastian who was almost hit when he crossed the street.

"God! Have no eyes?!!"

"You're dead, yes!!!"

The bound voice was heard trying to reprimand the figure of Bastian who did not care in the slightest. Now the only goal is to help the man who has lost his suitcase.

The old man who was still lying on the ground quickly got up with great difficulty then ran after the two thugs who had managed to grab his luggage.

"Wait don't grab my suitcase!!".the scream was heard by Bastian who was still running behind the old man.

A quick run made Bastian manage to pass the figure of an old man who was seen staring at Bastian who had passed him.

"Let me go after it, sir," said Bastian without looking at the panicked face.

"Hurry up and chase!"

Bastian increasingly accelerate his running speed chasing the thugs who are still running quite fast. The old man stopped his run and lowered his head before holding both knees. His heart was pounding as if he could no longer run. His breathing seemed to feel very crowded if he continued to run then he could have fainted in this place.

With a breath that was still boring the old man grabbed the phone from his pocket and then pressed the screen of his cellphone to contact the police while on one side Bastian still ran after 2 thugs who were still seen there.

Some people looked back at him with such a very serious look. Unthinkable by Bastian who occasionally barely hit the bodies of pedestrians passing by.

"Hey, wait!!!" bastian shouted while pointing at the 2 thugs who heard the shouting sound from Bastian immediately made his head to look at the red-hated boy holding a bag of tissue and also a pile of newspapers.

They didn't understand why the newspaper boy was after him. Maybe he was trying to help the old man he had taken his suitcase.

"Why is that boy chasing us? Foolish," said one of them.

"Maybe he wants to interfere with our affairs."

"Fast run it's just it's just a kid."

No matter how fast Bastian ran, still the adult man was more able to conquer speed. Bastian was made to gasp for breath as if held in the chest. His face was flushed with his body temperature rising and his heart was pounding as if he wanted to jump from where he was running.

His sweat has washed over the body. He turned to look at the man who was still running in front of him until not long ago Bastian turned to look in a narrow direction and Bastian was silent he seemed to know what to do now.

Without a second thought Bastian immediately ran through the narrow alley. The narrow alley was a place where he could take a shortcut so that he could reach the thugs without having to run as fast as what he had done at least the distance between him and the thug not too far. The sound of Bastian's footsteps could be heard stepping foot on the ground through a narrow alley that he even occasionally found people urinating there.

Bastian thinks this narrow alley is not too far away apparently it takes a few minutes to penetrate the streets of this alley.

After he managed to get out until the paved road looks Bastian turned to look at the two thugs who have passed the alleyway that makes Bastian smile.

Finally what he did bore good distance between him and the two thugs was already not too far away. He went back to chasing making one of the thugs who ran behind his friend who was still holding the suitcase turn his head back.

"It's not that he's a boy from the newspaper seller," guess one.

"Come on, let's run! That kid could be a problem for us."

As long as he ran, Bastian now swallowed and chose to lean his body against the wall.

Her chest of fireworks kempis not because now she thinks. If he ran after the two thugs then it only made him tired himself then what he did if he had got the two grown men.

Yes it is possible that he will only be hit by a boy like it is nothing if he hits the muscular stomach owned by an adult man. Long time he was silent now Bastian chose to cross the street and back running after he found an idea.

"Loh, Bastian why are you here? Isn't this the place for us?"

The sound of yelling that rebuked Bastian for being in the distribution area of the newspaper and their tissue sales seemed to not accept if Bastian was in this place. Yes, of course, because the place of distribution of newspaper and tissue sales has been arranged by the newspaper master and it should not be contested anymore.

"Sorry! Sorry I just passed!" shouted Bastian.

Long enough Bastian ran until finally he stopped his run now the big buildings seem to flank the figure of Bastian's elongated streets that make Bastian feel so afraid.

He didn't want the town market thugs to see him through this place. Of course they'll be pegging him because they know he's a newspaper salesman that he might be able to mint money for.

The horn sounds so loud. The sounds of vehicles can no longer be ignored accompanied by the sound of bargaining of buyers and traders in the market.

Yes, now Bastian is in the market place where gangs are always gathered here.

Fortunately Bastian could remember if the thugs often gathered in this place. This was only realized by Bastian as he tried to find out how he could get the two thugs without having to run so fast and chase after him.

Bastian stopped his steps he leaned his body behind a thick zinc that seemed decorated with scribbles with skulls and also sentences that are not worth to say.

Now that he had been in the place of the thugs association he sipped his saliva hopefully he did not get hit by the thug with a slow movement. Bastian peeked at the direction of the crack where the figures of the two thugs had just arrived they looked breathless.

Bastian thought only he felt tired while running however, the two thugs were as well. They look exhausted.

"How come the boy's not after us anymore, right."

"Not anymore."

"I wonder why that boy would interfere in our affairs. Maybe he'll come after us."

"If the boy really wanted to interfere with our affairs then I wouldn't hesitate to smash his head."

Hearing that made Bastian's heart beat rapidly his breath seemed to be stuck in his throat. Fortunately, he did not really pursue the two thugs because the results did not match what he wanted.

Instead of even getting the suitcase he will even be led to the hospital, that's even if someone sees it if not, yes, maybe Bastian will be thrown under the bridge after being exhausted in the round berluri with a blow at thugs work.