The Pawned Stud
chapter 2

"No, you're not supposed to come to them." A word of reprimand was heard on one of the doors of a modest apartment located in a suburb, Paris.

Seen a man with long hair, was treating his best friend who was seriously injured.

A tough male figure was lying on the sofa with a face covered in blood from the wounds all over that beautiful face.

A handsome man with a burly back, so visibly in pain every cotton swab with medicinal liquid touched the tear wound on the face.

Not to mention in some parts of his body there were so many bruises as well as tear wounds.

The gondrong man only grimaced sad to see the painful condition of the friend.

"I've given you a warning not to be too hopeful, young lady." The gondrong man spoke again, looking at his face so irritated while continuing to treat his best friend's wounds.

"I just want to convince them, that, I love my women so much" Hans said, enduring the pain.

"By giving your life? Have you lost your mind? Or you lose your brain to think, you stupid man," the gondrong man chimed in with a grunt. He also cursed his good friend with an annoyed expression.

Hans just closed his eyes to ignore the ramblings of his best friend. He is now kneading his temples which feels so painful.

His memory is now focused on the sad face of his lover, however, he will not be able to see the sadness on his face the woman he so loved so much.

Hans promises to prove that he can be successful and be a decent man for his lover.

"I love him so much. Why are they so cruel, want to separate us," said Hans Lirih. His gaze was now fixed on the ceiling of the small room in his simple apartment.

"I already know," interrupted the gondrong man as he pressed the strong cotton that was on hand onto Hans' wound.

Hans could only be suffocating in pain and gnawing, he just glanced at his best friend was cynical.

"That's why, you're bothering me with these kinds of injuries again.How many more should you get from them?" Read the fierce-looking man.

"Didn't you, a week ago, also get a punch wound from the old man?" The murmuring of the gondrong man with an increasingly irritated face.

Hans could only be silent. He could not say anything more, in fact, just a week ago he got a warning from a father man from his woman.

Hans' body was crushed and had to undergo serious treatment in some of his injured bones.

Now he is getting hurt again. Now it's worse. However, Hans still remembers struggling to maintain his love affair with the lover.

"Am I wrong, fighting for it?" Ask Hans lirih.

A long-spirited man can only be silent with his lips chipped irritated, he is not out of thought with the way of his best friend's brain and common sense.

"Robben. tell me, am I wrong!" Sentak Hans's.

The gondrong man named Robben was surprised, he accidentally pressed back the wound on Hans's face.

"That's right!" Peek Hans.

Robben could only smile cynically, he pressed the hard cotton wound on his hand and pressed it against Hans's wound.

"Just feel it, it will awaken your short brain" Robben sneered cynically.

"Am I wrong?"

"No! You are not wrong, only your fate is less supportive" replied Robben.

Hans went back to his silence and thought. While Robben headed to the kitchen to change the water in the container to re-compress the wound on the back, Hans.

"I want to be rich." Hans mumbled softly.

Robben who had walked towards him, looked frowned in wonder and he put a container of warm water as well as canned drinks.

"I want to rival them" said Hans Lirih.

The gondrong man who had just sat next to him and sipped a sip of galeng drink, immediately faltered to make him cough.

"What?! He was shocked with an expression of disbelief.

Robben was again surprised with a gaping mouth and flickering eyes.

"Oh my God, it looks like your brain and mind are getting less and less" Robben said.

"I'm serious, you son of a bitch" Hans said, kicking his feet at his best friend.

"I'm serious, too, when I say you're short of your mind" Robben said. The look on the man's face was also getting cynical.

While enduring the pain, Hans thought of a quick way to become an influential person. So that he is not underestimated anymore.

"What kind of job can make you a lot of money in a short period of time?" Hans asked seriously.

Robben was again stunned with a gaping mouth. Silent, suddenly the room sounded silent. There was only the sound of disgusting beasts being heard.

"Some!" Robben with a look of shock.

"Do I have to be a fighter?" Hans asked back.

"Can you fight?" Ask Robben back.

"No," Hans replied quickly.

"So, what are you going to do in the betting ring? Being a puppet fighter? Or be the subject of a joke" Robben said cynically.

"I have to what? I challenge them." Hans spoke again in frustration.

"Lied Rosella. Then your life will be peaceful and quiet" Robben said.

Hans also threw a sharp look at his best friend. He will not take advice from his friend.

"That's never going to be me" Hans said confidently.

"So stand before him and give your life to Abraham. Then your life will be calm and peaceful" Robben said.

"Suck!" Maki Hans while enduring the pain. When he shouted at his friend.

"Don't you say you're going to die for my woman?" Sela Robben's. The man's face was making fun of his friend.

Hans fell silent and tried to figure out a way to become the richest man in no time. True what his best friend said, he lacks a brain right now.

"Only reckless humans will get rich quick" Robben said.

Hans looked at his best friend intensely and curiously. He was also waiting for his best friend to tell him what the job was.

"Among them, being a mafia spy, a hit man, a drug courier, being a prostitute and the last one …." Robben paused for a moment, as his cell phone rang. A text message is entered in the green app.

"Bandits? Some plots of robbers, managed to escape the money and valuables of a successful businessman." Robben read the incoming messages on his phone out loud.

Hans smiled at the plan. He will also be determined to become the richest man, by taking a shortcut, which is to become a robber.

Robben put his phone back on and wanted to continue the advice asked by his best friend. But Robben was stunned, when he saw Hans had fallen asleep.

"Suck!" Maki Robben's.

The man cleaned the table that was filled with special medicine wounds and brought it into the kitchen. After that, he left his best friend's apartment.

……..

While Hans reopened his eyes, the man only pretended to be asleep for the friend to leave, his apartment.

Hans immediately got up and trudged into his room. He opened the nakes in the corner of the small room, then took a notebook.

Hans enters a search app, typing the names of the richest people in his city. After getting the results, Hans reopened the nakes and took a small note.

He recorded the names that would be the targets, his brave actions. He also found out all the security and the state of the luxury house that was plastered on the screen of his notebook.