THE LIFE OF A MAN
PART 275'S

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London, England..

The son had already coded in words if he was ready to play, when his chips, which he had asked to be exchanged for cash, were now in his presence.

To equate Son, Mickey Pitts also uses cash as a gamble, in a Poker game between himself and Son. Which Mickey Pitts is 100% sure, if he will win the card gambling game from Son.

As is often the case, if anything like this happens at the Casino which belongs to a man who is his great ally Jaeden, where his Son and his flock refer to as ‘The Man of Chicago’.

“Now both of you please to put on the bet (You can both place your bet now)”

A man who became the city said, and the Son and Mickey Pitts then throw one another face. With the meaning of the gaze that each understands itself.

Then the two also direct their bets toward the front of the table where they sit.

After that, the city began to distribute cards to Son and Mickey Pitts while he aligned some cards that were still in the face of him.

And a while later, the two men immediately peeked at their –card card.

Then Putra and Mickey Pitts began to put up a strategy each –, where it will require the ability and skill in reading the opponent's expressions, in addition to luck.

Son and Mickey both watch each other's movements carefully, after knowing their respective cards are then thrown again until there is a signal from the city.

It seems clear that Mickey Pitts is really watching the facial expressions and movements of the Son. And certainly Mickey Pitts has full confidence in his abilities on those two things.

And of course, as he always would have won this Poker game for his abilities that Mickey Pitts believed in, he said, more than what the casino manager informs him - which is where the manager is one of his minions Mickey Pitts whose job is to look for the weaknesses of everyone who will gamble with Mickey, The son-of what the casino manager caught, did not master the game of poker, even though Putra understood it.

And Mickey Pitts, thinking at most the Son he knew as the man named Patrick, would use the ‘bluffing’ strategy if his cards weren't good.

Several people appear to be around the Poker table where Son and Mickey Pitts are, but none of them are allowed to stand behind Son or Mickey.

Son and Mickey Pitts back to face each other for a moment after the city sound, after the two finished checking their – card card. Then the city began to open the four cards in front of him, where Putra and Mickey immediately glanced at the four cards that had opened the city just now.

And after that, Son and Mickey Pitts both peeked at the cards they had – each.

“Sir’? ...”

The city sounds.

While the man who mediates the Son and Mickey Pitts, turned to Son and Mickey alternately to ask for continuation, because each – has two cards ready to open, if the bet does not continue.

“Call in ...” says the bookie as Putra puts three stacks of money where his first bet and Mickey Pitts are. “And call ...” then the city said again, when Mickey also put the cash with the same amount as the Son on the table in front of him.

Then the city opened another card, where Putra and Mickey then glanced back at the cards that had been opened by the city.

“Sir’? ...”

The city sounds again.

“Bet ...”

Bandar said as Putra returned to put a few more stacks of money on the table.

“Mister Mickey? ...”

The city talks to Mickey to ask, and Mickey appears to smile thinly, then peek again at his card.

Mickey Pitts seemed to think.

“Raise.”

The bookies made a sound after Mickey placed double the amount of his money from the previous Son bet on the table.

“Call.” Putra Saying.

“Make it double (Make it double)..

Mickey Pitts then voiced out shortly afterwards, laying down an amount of money that was twice the amount of money that the previous Son had wagered.

“Re – raise (Upgraded)...”

The bookmaker returned to talk when Mickey Pitts had raised the stakes again.

“Call.” The bookie speaks again, as Putra puts down the same amount of money as Mickey raises his stakes for the umpteenth time.

“I’m all in (I bet all)”

The son pushed all his remaining money forward into the middle of the table.

Then the bookmaker said, then counted and said the amount of money Son and asked Mickey Pitts whether he wanted to accept the challenge Son by risking the entire amount of money or not.

“It’s all up to you, Mister Mickey (Now it's up to you, Mr. Mickey) ..”.

Bandar talks to Mickey who does not seem to immediately welcome the courage of the Son who risked all his money.

Mickey Pitts looked at the Son, where he was reading the face of the Son, then he grinned in his heart. And with confidence Mickey Pitts accepted the challenge of the Son shortly thereafter.

The man also pushed all the money he had into the center of the table, along with his suitcase.

Then the dealer calculates Mickey's money based on the number of bundles in his suitcase with the help of a casino manager who from the beginning of the game did not move from his place standing behind the dealer.

Namely in the gambling table, and often in the game of Poker very very well Mickey Pitts mastered, because of its advantages in strategizing in addition to reading the motion – gerik opponents. And in his eyes, Mickey already knew the strategy that Son was executing against him at this moment.

“Gentlemen, show up, please (Gentlemen please show your card)”

The city made another sound, staring at Son and Mickey Pitts. Ask both, to open and show each – of their cards.

“Full house. Kings and aces.” Said the bookie when Mickey Pitts first opened his card.

Then Mickey Pitts looked at Son meaningfully while holding back his smile.

“Mister Patrick----“

Bandar asked the Son who had not opened his card, to immediately show the two cards that still held the Son in his hand.

The boy put his cards open on the table.

Only one card is open, because one more card is right under the card that has been opened.

The Son's hand still covered his card, but he soon shifted it.

Then the Son seemed to sigh, and put up a mimic as if resigned and disappointed while looking at Mickey Pitts who smiled thinly, but his eyes seemed sparkling.

Then the son looked towards his card.

Then shift the card that is on top, until the closed card is visible.

"Oops--" The son was blessed, but his lips created a faint smile. The impression of ridicule is drawn from the legitimacy of the Son and the expression of his face although faint, where the Son looked at his card as he touched again.

The next moment the Son turned to Mickey Pitts, while the dealer took the card of the Son which he then sorted with an open card in front of him. “It’s four jacks. Mister Patrick wins (Four jacks. Mr. Patrick wins)”

The second where the face of Mickey Pitts stiffened, with his eyes glaring sharply at the cards advanced by the bookie.

Then Mickey Pitts looked at the Son, with his jaws hardened.

Where Putra then smiled widely, while looking at Mickey.

"You must think that I was bluffing, Mister Mickey Pitts (You must think if I was just bluffing, Mr. Mickey Pitts)---"

And then Son spoke to Mickey Pitts, without removing his smile.

Then Putra turned his head and spoke to the manager of the casino whose face also looked tense, like the face of Mickey Pitts before, who was now not only tense, but also seemed to be angry.

“Would you please asked one of your staff to clinch up my money (Can you get one of your employees to clear up my money)?”

The tense looking casino manager then nodded awkwardly at Son.

“Well, Mister Mickey.” The son spoke to Mickey Pitts. “Don’t you feel offended, but I think I will take your suitcase too, because I don’t prepare any kind of bag to bring such a lot of money (Do not feel offended, do not feel offended, but I think I should take your suitcase too, because I did not prepare any bags to carry this much money)”

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“Nice to meet and know you Mister Mickey Pitts. And thank you (Nice to meet and meet you Mr. Mickey Pitts. And thank you)”

The son immediately stood up from his seat, after the betting money on the gaming table had been cleared into a suitcase, and another bag from the Casino's side.

“Thank you, Sir (Thank you, Master) ...” the man who became the croupier and just finished tidying up the card, thanked him after Putra gave him a bundle of money.

“Wait Mister Patrick ..”

Mickey Pitts's voice was heard calling out to the Son who had already swung a step away from the game table.

“Yes?---“ Son stopped his steps, then turned his head tilted towards Mickey. “But I have to say this first (But earlier I wanted to say this) ------“

The son immediately spoke, before Mickey could speak.

“If you want to ask me for playing one more game, I’m sorry I can’t (If you want to invite me to play one more time, sorry I can not) ---“

The son said casually, by showing his smile to Mickey Pitts who had now stood up from his seat.

“I’m losing a lot from you tonight, so I think that’s enough for now (I lost a lot of you tonight, so I think that's enough for now)”

“Then you call me for (Then you call me for)? ...”

The son also spoke.

“Remember when I said that I will introduce you with my bestfriend who is the owner of this place?”

“(Remember I said earlier that I would introduce you to my best friend who is the owner of this place?)”

Mickey Pitts spoke again.

“Yes in remember.” Putra Sahut.

Then Mickey Pitts spoke again, after he glanced at the watch on his wrist.

“Then I will take you to meet him now (I'll take you to see him now)”

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To be continue ....