My Geeky Genius Broker
Chapter 2 The new body

Eungh..

Ayra blinked her eyes slowly, feeling heavy as she opened her eyes. In his heart Ayra suspects that this time must be in the hospital with intensive treatment in luxury vvip rooms.

Unfortunately..

Ayra was shocked to the point of sitting down from her sleep, looking around and what did she see ? where is it now ? and is this a dream ??

Ouch.. Ayra pinched her left arm.

This was not a dream, Ayra gawked speechless as several people swarmed over her.

"God you are aware, good, "said a middle-aged mother with a grumpy look with a wise smile, as if relieved of Ayra's condition that has been awakened.

Who is this bum ??? brazen as hell dares to touch me. Inner Ayra as she felt the dirty hands of the middle-aged mother touch her forehead.

Another person, carrying garbage sorting equipment, said that the day was getting late, "Come on, everyone, the more daylight the more our rivals have to sort out as much trash as possible or will not be able to wage and starve !!"

Father who was no less old than the middle-aged mother was waving his face looked fierce, maybe because he was the one who led the scavenger army in this place.

"Thank God you don't die, just get up and we start working again" said the father who helped encourage Ayra to get up and come to work.

"Just getting stuck in a garbage truck car where it might die at least a little haish scratch wound is troublesome "in contrast to the two wise old men earlier, which is not the case, this time a young scavenger chimed in cynically.

"let's get back to work, there's a lot of trash to sort out !" the old man's words were heard shouting to invite everyone to return to work.

Ayra stared in disdain at the people who swarmed her. When the crowd began to disperse, Ayra suddenly felt disgusted to vomit while paying attention to her appearance.

Scanning itself and..

"Armghh !!! Jeez..why my body is so shabby like this, smelly and dirty "Ayra shudder to feel amused and itchy in his body.

Later then..

Instead of doing the same activity as the other scavengers, Ayra just set foot observing around.

Ayra found out about the situation she was in right now,

"I was still in the same city, the same time but. " murmured Ayra suddenly felt bitter until closed her eyes when the shadow of the car explosion again flashed in her memory.

"What should I do now ?? how do I get out of this place.. " Ayra observes how the scavengers sort out the trash.

There were some people who were in a small tent, they carried a lot of money in their hands. Then Ayra saw coming a scavenger with a sack full of recycled trash slats.

After weighing, then the besiegers paid a sum of money. When the scavenger left there were already queuing behind to make the same transaction.

Ayra seemed hesitant to think many times, "Do I have to do that too ?? "

Aaa... NOT WANT TO !!!

"I am a rich and successful woman at a young age !! not a lowly human living with trash !!" yelled Ayra while running.

Hosh..

I don't know how long Ayra has been running but right now she's not bored like out of breath,

Ayra paused for a moment to catch her breath, by now she had already arrived at the side of the highway,

The next goal is to find a means of transportation for the city.

Not aware that Ayra's current appearance is really grungy and smelly, so not a single vehicle wants to stop transporting it.

The longer the sun gets hotter, it feels very hot like burning the skin.

"It's so hot. This ugly body is so troublesome to me!! " Ayra was upset and chose to step foot to cross into the shade.

Too bad Ayra was not too eager to step foot when crossing without paying attention to the situation left and right until arriving..

BRAKK !!

A car drove from another direction at a fast speed and did not have time to dodge when Ayra arrived just crossed until finally the driver stepped on the brake suddenly but still the body of the slum woman was bounced quite hard about asphalt.

The accident caused a traffic jam, the car in the back stopped to check the condition of the victim and the perpetrator's car.

"Gosh he's just a slum let him die" said one of the drivers.

"Just let the bumpers take care of it let's go, the streets get stuck because of the dirty beggar" said another rider.

In a car that stopped,

The driver seemed to be turning the steering wheel away from the scene, but a man sitting behind held back.

"It's not like this is how we treat our fellow human beings, we have to help that person "a voice that sounds calm.

"But young master, we will be late later" said the driver.

"Help that guy, we take him to the hospital, now !!" tell the young man sitting in the back seat.

The driver came down from the car and then caught Ayra whimpering in pain and into the car.

He sat Ayra, who was injured in the front seat, and the car turned towards the city hospital.

There was no talk, the driver focused on driving, while Ayra felt too weak and grimaced pain in the head and all over her body,

The young master who was in the back seat sat quietly but expressionlessly.