One Night With CEO Arogan
Snatcher

"Sir, please pack it for me. Two," said Ilona while gulping as she smelled the fragrant aroma of the hawker in front of her.

"Good, Miss. Want something spicy or something sweet?"

"One spicy and one sweet."

"alright. We'll get it ready soon."

Ilona nodded her head. Although his body was like a crumble, it did not make a smile fade from his lips. Seeing a row of food stands lined up neatly on the side of the road is actually not new for Ilona who is a former scavenger. However, the difference is now Ilona has money to buy, while it used to be not. This was why Ilona had been endlessly smiling ever since. In the past, Ilona could only pay attention from a distance and hoped that someday she could afford to buy the snacks. Thanks to the help of Mr. Andreas, now Ilona's hope can be realized. He was free to buy all the food sold here using the overtime money he had just earned.

"It was not in vain that I met the bastard. If I had refused earlier, I would not have been able to buy any snacks sold here," muttered Ilona while restraining the fragrance. His hand was unceasingly wiping the bag where in the bag was a gift from Mr. Andreas. "Thank you very much, Lord. Today for the first time I had a day without bad luck. I'm so happy."

Soon enough the snacks bought by Ilona were finally ready. Joyfully Ilona immediately paid and then walked towards the house. Elil would have loved to have seen her come home with food. The refrigerator in their home is empty. Understand, just moved.

Sreetttts

"Hey, give me my bag back!" ilona shouted in shock as someone suddenly snatched her bag. Reflek, Ilona threw away the snacks she bought and ran after the snatcher.

Finally there was a chase between Ilona and the snatcher. Ilona did not care at all about her body that was exhausted after working all day. He thought one, had to get back the bag. In it is the rest of the money given by the Lord Andrew. He is not willing if the money until it is owned by an irresponsible person. Just yummy. He who desperately works time should be someone else who enjoys. Wouldn't.

Bughhhh

Like getting superpowers, with all her might Ilona hit the snatcher's back. His legs hit right on the back to make them both fall down on the ground.

Bruukkk

"Ughhhhhh, the pain is my chest!" moaning Ilona while holding her claustrophobic chest. The fall is not very aesthetic. He fell over and his chest hit right in the snatcher's head. No doubt the position makes the breath of Ilona as suffocated. She's ill.

"Damn you! What are you doing?" maki the snatcher while tightly holding the bag she was carrying.

"Give me my bag, asshole! Hurry along!" sahut Ilona retorted. She tried hard to stand up, but darling, her chest was too tight. As a result, Ilona fell on the ground. He seems to be dying now.

(Lord, please don't take my life now. I just felt good life. Can I postpone my death schedule?)

"Hey, what's wrong with you?"

Moved to see the victim in pain suddenly the scavenger was worried. Immediately he crouched down beside the girl who was moaning in pain.

"I'm claustrophobic" replied Ilona softly.

"Do you have asthma?"

"No."

"Then why is it crowded?"

"I hit your head earlier. Looks like my heart's squashed."

"Huh?"

The snatcher's mouth gaped wide at Ilona's reply. Afraid of this girl for nothing, the snatcher offers to buy her medicine.

"Over with white water. I was thirsty after I was chasing you" said Ilona. His frustration went nowhere. At the moment Ilona is completely dependent on the snatcher. He's helpless.

"All right."

If someone else knew what had just happened between Ilona and the snatcher, that person would definitely be very shocked. Just imagine. Circumstances suddenly change like a close friend after they had been chasing a bag. And the funny thing is, the snatcher feels compassion for his own victims. What a very rare occurrence.

"It turns out the snatcher in the city is not as evil as told by Elil. The evidence is that the snatcher was still willing to help me earlier. Strange," muttered Ilona after her breath could be adjusted slightly.

From a distance, a man was seen running fast while carrying a package in his hand. The man's face look worried, making Ilona feel moved because it was met with a good-natured snatcher.

"It's medicine. Let's drink fast."

"Did you use my money to buy all this stuff?" ask Ilona full of search.

"Pardon, Miss. I have absolutely no money. If you're not in a hurry, I won't take your bag either. I'm forced to do," replied the snatcher, looking down in fear.

(So this guy isn't a real snatcher?)

"You're being chased by a debcollector huh?"

"Not."

"Then?"

"My wife and son are sick. I don't have enough money to take them to the hospital. Then I accidentally saw you walk out of the office. I followed you and found the right time to grab this bag. Really, Miss. I'm not a thief. I work as a street sweeper. But since my salary hasn't been paid lately, I don't have the money to take my son and wife to medical school. That's so!"

Ilona's eyes warmed up instantly after hearing the snatcher's words. It turns out oh it turns out. Fate again refused to side with those who were only small people. Recalling the difficulties she had experienced, Ilona took the bag from the snatcher's hand and then took all the money there.

"Here, we split the two money. I just worked today, so I don't have any savings yet. Please understand."

"Miss, this ....

"We are both difficult people. Just accept. Yea?"

"Thank you very much, Miss. You're so nice."

"Enough?" tanya Ilona turned herself away from crying. He remembered his grandmother who had left.

"Enough, this is more than enough. I just need a sheet, Miss. The rest I'll use my own money."

"Don't be a pretender don't need. Just wear. We'll see you here again when you have the money to pay. Now home. Take your wife and children to the hospital so they can get help!"

"Good, Miss. Thanks again very much!"

Ilona nodded. As soon as the snatcher left, Ilona immediately burst into tears. He couldn't bear to see the smile on the snatcher's lips. It must be a relief to have managed to get money for his family who are sick.

(Lord, what should I consider this incident to be a bad luck? I'm rattled. Hickss,)

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