So the Prisoner of Galak Thugs
14. Introgation

"Lo?"

Dayan smiled in anguish. "This is lo's brother?"

What nonsense is this boy saying? Clearly he came here because of Tanjung and now acts like he doesn't know anything?

"Yes, my brother." Suri answered cheerfully. Too cheerful until Cape sore eyes see it.

Even though he knew it was bullshit, Tanjung kept quiet.

"He's sick again so it's like that. Btw, thank you, Yan, it's hard."

"Either. I'll pick up the phone later, yeah."

"Sip."

Disgusting sight.

Tanjung just stared at Dayan in silence, letting the young man go as if she believed Tanjung was Suri's older brother.

When did he come to town? Did the boss tell you? But why would he approach Suri?

Ah, fucker.

Tanjung disliked Dayan the most. The guy may look friendly and admired for the blablabla the cool guy said, but Tanjung thinks he's a lot more rotten than Tanjung herself.

If Tanjung's hobby is beating people, Dayan's hobby is to play others.

If Tanjung could push someone from above height, Dayan was the one who chuckled at that.

He's the most famous person Tanjung has ever known in her entire life as a fucking human being.

"Where are you from?" Tanjung immediately approached Suri. "Who was that?"

Because it is useless for Suri to know who Dayan is and about Tanjung to know him, it is better to follow the stupid game.

Tanjung just wanted an answer, but Suri gave her some annoyance.

The girl looked over, smiling widely. It made Tanjung surprised when the boy raised his hand, showing his fingers.

"First, none of your business. Second, none of your fuckiing bussines."

Suri passed by, seemingly willing to go to the bathroom after saying insolent.

But his attitude, his speech, and Dayan's existence made Tanjung's frustration peak.

Drawn over the girl's shoulder, pushing her slowly to stop.

Or at least, Tanjung intention slowly. And thought Tanjung was slow.

Obviously Tanjung did not know that the plan for him was included very hard for normal people, especially a girl.

Suri was pushed until his closet swayed, as if it was going to collapse by the tightness of the pressure.

"Lo what the hell, anyway?!" suri shouted spontaneously.

Tanjung put her hands on the closet door, right on the side of Suri's head.

For Tanjung who every mistake is just hit, this is the softest way to manage someone.

Usually Tanjung will directly hit the face of a brash person who dares to argue, let alone curse.

"One," he murmured low. "Gue asked, answer."

"Two." Tanjung looked into those eyes straight so she could see reality more clearly. "Once again you talk insolent, you will not want to know how your fate. Wanna?"

Suri suddenly glued.

The Eye that Tanjung recognizes. The eyes of the victim who was frightened after pretending to be brave.

Nice eyes for a rebellious boy to let him know he can't act freely in front of everyone.

"Sir?" tanya Tanjung, very slowly, and presses.

Although he was forced to, he nodded in silence.

Tanjung clearly did not think that he had colonized a girl's life. Such things did not cross his mind at all.

For Tanjung, everything he did was right. If you don't like it, please fight.

But when fighting back, don't blame Tanjung if she's hurt.

Then the choice is either obeying or over.

"Where are you from?" Tanjung kindly repeated her interrogation session.

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Suri had forgotten the last time she was scared of someone else.

His instincts tell him that this man can strangle his neck if Suri is disobedient, so even if he hates how he presses Suri, he will inevitably have to speak.

"Main gambling," Suri replied quietly, obediently and submissively.

"Barng boy just now?"

Suri nodded. Technically, the one who plays is Dayan.

After playing card gambling, Dayan took him to a nightclub.

The difference is, this is not a disco-disco club. Except a free-fighting arena where he gambles next.

There, Dayan places a money bet on someone, then they watch a blood-filled boxing match that is more brutal than a boxing match on TV.

He said if we put money on people who will win, then our money will multiply. Or not, it's on the surface. Then Dayan taught him tricks so that the bettor was fooled and lost.

That'sallthatis.

"Lo know who he is?"

Suri shakes. "Name Dayan. He said he was Palembang."

Suri's breath was finally relieved as this guy moved away.

Instantly, Suri vented a rage— in the head.

What the hell is he?! Does he think Suri is his maid, has the right to be angry if Suri makes food late or massages his shoulders?!

But out of fear of being strangled, Suri just mumbled inwardly. Only then did he realize that he was letting dangerous people sleep in his house.

"Lo likes her?"

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