Love Big Boss
The Life Thief (part 1)

Of November. The month in which tropical countries begin to enter the early rainy season, dark cloudy weather and rain spots fall from the morning. The change of season makes the air feel a little sultry but at the same time cold. Moisture levels are rising drastically.

The atmosphere on the outskirts of the city was quite quiet, not many people passed by on the street. They don't want rainwater soaking their heads or their clothes. They prefer to stay in their home, school or workplace.

But not with five adult men who were gathered in the corner of a dead-end alley in one of the outskirts of the multi-storey building. They even look relaxed just bathed in drizzle rain.

A well-dressed man, in a dark blue suit and shiny black leather shoes, was trembling in the corner. Urged on by the other four men whose appearance was greatly inversely proportional to her.

His face was pale and could only bow down. His hair that was originally neatly arranged began to fall a little mess due to drizzle.

" Hey if you speak correctly, "One of the biggest of the four men slapped his slap at the poor man who was in a corner. He staggered slightly to the side.

" Haha... " Laughter sloshes from the rest.

The well-dressed man could only shut up and stay down. Staring at the end of his shoes with blurred eyes due to raindrops and puddles of tears in his eyes.

The more you feel the big head, the big man even slightly bent his body. Aligning his face to the teary-eyed man in front of him who was slightly shorter than him.

" You're rich, if your money isn't divided, then what else ? You don't have to bother working like us anyway. When do you see a friend in trouble ? " She asked quietly, but she heard how her words were more like an imposition.

" But I really don't hold the money, my father was a hard man "The guy with the glasses raised his head hesitantly to reveal the reason.

" chicelli ! " The big man straightened his back and spat right at the feet of the bespectacled man.

" Dad, dad, dad, you always used the same excuse a long time ago. Are you a child? You're still a baby? " The subject was full of annoyance.

The other three men further hardened their laughter while mimicking the style of a crying baby.

Shame, annoyed, furious. The bespectacled man could only lower his head again and clench his hands. Swallowing round and round every mockery and bullyan he received.

Hasn't he survived the past 10 years? So it doesn't matter if he survives a little more. Yeah a little more. As soon as it keeps on reloading inside the head.

" I don't want to know, anyway tomorrow give me the money or otherwise I will not be friends with you again "Tampering the big man while again sticking the head of the guy with glasses.

" I-i don't-no.... " The bespectacled man tried to answer, but his voice was slower than the sound of drizzling droplets descending on the trash can beside him.

" What did you say ? " Ask the big man, putting his ears close to the poor man. But the man was silent again.

" When you speak loudly, do not murmur like that "He starts to get upset and re-attaches his interlocutor's head.

Enough is enough !! The glasses guy felt very self-respect no longer. It's possible that the patch has been the thousand or a million times he received since sitting in the High School.

They are all high school friends.

For the past ten years he has been getting bullies from the four men in front of him.

Starting from verbal violence and then crawling up into physical violence. Not infrequently they rob his pocket money, or arbitrarily use his belongings.

It was not that he had never tried to fight the bullyan that was addressed to him. But because of his weak physique and small stature, it was of course futile. The four men would get even harder to beat him up if he tried to fight back.

But today is enough. He's a grown man, a grown man who has to take care of himself. The grown man does not cry.

" Why are you doing this to me ? " Ask the glasses guy a little louder. Tried his luck. Maybe this time the match will pay off.

The four people who were laughing mocking immediately fell silent and simultaneously cast their eyes on the man in front of them. The man who is still down.

" Waaah... " The long whimper of the little-haired man is long.

" Hey Joni looks like our little friend has gotten a little bolder apparently "Said her sarcastically.

Joni, the big man with a height of more than 170s was then ruffled waist.

He looked up at the sky. Slightly shocked to hear the man who had been in the face of it began to dare to ask questions.

" Hey asshole, didn't I tell you not to ask any questions, your job can only answer yes "She was upset while floating a bogem into the poor man's face.

He immediately fell down. Fresh blood flowed from his nose.

" Haha.... " Laughter immediately echoed from all of them, the bullies.

" So don't be pretentious and follow what Joni said "The other man's sout while continuing to laugh at the poor man.

" It's Jon, just finish it, don't forgive me again "Other words.

Joni, who seemed to be the most powerful among the four men, grew even more arrogant.

He smirked arrogantly.

" If I finish him now, then who dong will extract us to eat "She said cynically. Then without feeling guilty in the slightest he stepped on the hand of the fallen man.

The poor man could only scream with another echo of laughter.

Die. It seemed like it was the only thing the poor man wanted right now.

Justice is not on his side. He had only become a weakling who had always been oppressed.

He nodded, he closed his eyes. The drizzle grew busier, falling on his face.

If you have to die now, you are dead

His mind doesn't care anymore.

But when he has given everything, fate seems to still not be on his side.

He faintly heard the voice of a young boy. A voice that will change his life in the future.

The voice of his savior.

" What are you guys doing ? " Task a boy in school uniform from the end of the alley.

Confidently looked at the five grown men who were together.

Joni and her three friends looked at each other at the same time. In the middle of the drizzle they saw a snot boy playing in the rain.

" Well, if you want to play in the rain over there, this is not the place where the children "One of the three men answered lazily, saying, he shook his hand and told the student to leave.

" Cih "A slanted smile full of annoyance on the lips of the student.

" The children said "The murmur is careless.

He sighed for a moment, then loosened his shoulders. Be prepared with all the possibilities he has to face if he decides to interfere in the affairs of the bengal om-om in front of him.

" Okay, my mood is also bad, there is no harm in venting to them "She muttered again and looked at the men at the end of the alley.

" We see who the children are "Shouting and unceasingly stale he immediately ran up to them all.

Blindly levitating punches, kicks, punches and all sorts of martial arts he mastered.

In just a matter of minutes, the four men had already been battered in his face. They were all lying on wet ground. Unconscious. Blood mixed with rain water pooled around them.

" Cih said I was a kid, but this is all you're capable of "His Ejek is arrogant while shaking his hand. Removing the blood patches that stick to the back of his hand.

The bespectacled poor man just curled up in the corner, looking at his four helpless friends.

In his heart he was very happy to see the mules unconscious.

He felt his vengeance was avenged even if not from his own hands.

" Hey om "The boy's voice made him stunned from his daydream. He looked up at his helper student. Yet vaguely, without glasses and with the amount of water drizzling in his eyes his vision blurred. The student's face is unclear.

" Next time don't want to be treated like that, their opponent. If you lose again, find a way to become stronger. Men should not be weak "Say the student to him.

Either must be happy or angry to hear himself in nasehati by the smelly child kencur. But it cannot be denied, he who is a grown man just can not take care of himself and instead must be helped by a high school student.

" Om can wake up on your own, right ? " Tell the student again.

With hesitation he nodded slowly.

" Yes already then "The student replied flatly.

He wondered who the student was, why he could be so strong and confident. Very far inversely proportional to her weak and always oppressed self.

" Who is your name "Tanyanya ventured. Again, no sound came out of his mouth. Just a muttering gesture.

" Kak Rai, why skip school again. Haish !!! " The sound of screaming from the end of the alley made the two of them jump in shock.

Another student came in with a crush.

" If I skip again, I'll whip dad "Her anger is upset at the helper student.

" Basic of the bullfighter. Yes, let's go home "Her answer is upset and then curl the neck of the interlocutor.

And they both left the glasses guy alone.

Rai, so his name is Rai.

Inner amazement.