So the Prisoner of Galak Thugs
11. Money Yes Money

"By the way, you're not looking for what kind of person?" suri asked the Sok Mute in her contract.

Suri decided to chat to be answered or not answered. Because if not, the whole world seems to be in silence.

This morning because he didn't go to work, Suri just went to buy a box of ice cream and cigarettes.

Yes, Suri knew she should now go find work. But if man has no time for depression and despair, then he is not a man.

Thank goodness Suri man. So now Suri is just enjoying the depression of his life who is confused to pay for what paper contract.

He is tired, angry, upset, bodo very much against the world now. Want tomorrow the apocalypse may also Suri prostrate gratitude. Indeed this garbage world must be fast game over.

"What part of you got robbed?" ask Suri again. "But if you get robbed, why does your money stay a wad? Your wallet has no ID card, no STNK, nothing. Then you got robbed what's not? Is there a person who robbed STNK same KTP doang?"

Suri dropped her back on the back of the sofa, started turning on the television while enjoying her chocolate ice cream and cigarettes.

"Oi, you answer dong if you have a mouth. I'm an elo, not a demon."

Silent.

"Lo if you want to talk later, please open the same introduction first, deh. I'm tired of thinking whose name you are, anyway?" he mumbled in despair.

Silent.

Whether this person does have a problem in the mouth or because of a mental disorder that makes him talkative, obviously Suri sometimes wants to strangle his neck.

Suri confuses why he didn't let her koit.

"What did I do?" Suri finally spoke to herself. "Sell yourself good times, huh? So Om-Om's pet?"

But so Om-Om's pet isn't that easy, bestie.

Suri had from yesterday wanted to be a pet om-om if it made his life easy, but said his friend he was too 'flat' for om-om who was looking for an affair for the sake of the shell*n.

Suri is the plate person. His life is too much overwritten by reality until Suri does not like to joke, does not like to sweat too, let alone act like a sugar dady baby-baby.

Hadheh.

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Tanjung is actually not the type of person who likes to be patient. That's why he was upset to hear Suri's speech since.

Withstanding the pain in his stomach, he moved. Open the drawer where his wallet is placed, but not take the wallet, but a pile of money just given by Ikram.

Tanjung approached Suri, once again giving it away. Throw him in front of Suri to keep him quiet.

The sound of money falling is the best melody in this capitalist world, so he better stop blabbering.

Watch him if he says no more. Now he has no reason, no job and is in desperate need.

"Lo who, anyway?" reply Suri.

Talk a lot, not take the money. Cape to wonder why there are humans to question too many things that are actually not a problem.

"Lo the rich man's son? Got a big company so it runs out burning money suddenly so a wad more?"

Why does he always need an explanation? Money is money. Money basically.

Want the money from the bottom of the sea, want from the top of the mountain, want from chicken manure, basically money that he can use. Just take it and shut up.

"okay." He finally took. "Gue accept. I am tired of work. Thank you, Duhai Hero Iue."

Tanjung was silent when Suri passed by, went to put ice cream in the refrigerator, then opened the closet to remove the jacket.

"Where are you going?"

"Discothey," he answered, not forgetting to slam the closet. "You're wasting money. I have a lot of money!"

At least Tanjung did not understand why she was angry and left the apartment with the door slammed again.

What mistake?

Or is there a human who when given money, he actually feels given dog feces?

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Suri is not into discotheque. He smokes but does not drink alcohol. To be honest the sound of music pounding it makes him want to rampage at anyone who plays music.

It's not funny that five minutes after drinking Suri went to beat the club manager.

Suri stopped by her rented mother's house, paid her monthly place money for two months later. As long as the contract is safe, Suri will no longer be depressed.

"It's not time yet, Suri."

The girl was grumpy. "Let's not bother, Mom. Coincidentally, money again. Instead of later shopping abis not clear, mending pay rent a quarry."

Nia's mother laughed along, accepting her money happily. "Arul's shipment, huh? How is he doing? When are you coming back?"

Suri's smile instantly cracked.

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