The Reprisal of Bully Victim Girl
Chapter 18

Together with Afran, Geet sets out to avenge those who have oppressed and demeaned him.

"Lo sure you want to help me, Fran? Is there no work?" Geet asked as Afran lined up some photos on the table.

"My job is the hardest. I cannot accept all unfair treatment for you. We have to bales them all." Afran put on his glasses, and sat down next to Geet.

"But what about college?"

"Gue has graduated. I am officially a doctor. I was thinking of posing as a dark surgeon to that building, but I can't be rash because those guys have guns. My fault could be dead silly."

"Yes anyway. I've been attacked for their intrusive and intai intai."

Afran rubbed Geet's head. "From now on, don't act alone. Don't fuck me anymore. Sharing the same I whatever's bothering you."

Geet nodded, he felt strong Huza was with him.

"Geng Purple, Mr. Dewo, Eros, Om Boni, Emon and his girlfriend Don. That's it? Anything else?" Ask Afran.

Recalling that, Geet growled and stared at the photos of those who had already bullied him, humbling him.

"The gang was already bully me, torn my clothes, until I iket on the roof. After that they dumped me in that empty building. Eros.he doesn't even bother me, even trying to rape me. Which makes Lesta become-so slander me in front of Aunt Tina, stupid Aunt Tina even believe the same Lesta." Geet's breathing was hunting, his blood pressure was rising considering the barrage of unfair treatment on him.

"Sir Dewo? That old jackfruit made me a sugar baby. He let me down because I was just cleaning service. Om Boni, the same old man who is often looking for opportunities to work on me and often I met at the hotel. Emon, I least expect Emon to be the same as me, he even has the heart to sell me to be a three-bed partner with his gay girlfriend."

Afran growled at Geet's story.

"It can't be faded, Geet. We have to get back at them. We'll teach them a lesson!"

"How'd it go?" Ask Geet.

"We made a mature plan. Obviously, we're not going to smear our own hands."

Geet is confused. "You mean, we pay people to fuck them? But I don't have any money. Pay people will need a lot of money."

Afran smiled and took Geet's hand towards the corner of the room. Overlooking a fairly large wooden carved chest.

"What's this, Fran?" Geet held the crate.

Afran pulled out the key and opened the padlock of the crate. And open.

Geet's eyes widened looking at the crate filled with gold bars.

"Fran, here... Real gold??"

"Eh Fran, where did you get it from? Many gini. You robbed him, huh?" Accuse Geet of having a hard jolt on his forehead.

"About lo!"

Geet rubbed his forehead pouting. "Who's gold then? A lot of it."

"This is my grandmother's legacy. All this time Grandma only told me because I'm the only grandchild, I got all the inheritance of the house and gold-gold. When Grandma was sick, Grandma just gave me the keys. I don't know what it means because Grandma has had a stroke and can't talk. Until Grandma died, I thought hard what key this is. As soon as I found this crate under Grandma's bed, I finally knew this was what Grandma gave me." Afran's explanation moved Geet.

"Good yes Grandma lo, still love this much heritage, guaranteed to live lo seven derivatives will not fall poor."

Afran chuckled and knocked slowly on his forehead. "Now, we're selling this gold. One gold bar can sell for two hundred million rupiah."

"Two hundred million????" Geet saw a chest full of gold. "How many tens of billions of dollars can this sell, Fran?"

"Jo deh straight eyes can not see the gold mereng bit," plucked Afran made Geet pout.

"Gue has never imagined having two hundred million dollars, let alone see this much gold. Eh but if you lo a lot of money, ntar buyin me a cake shirt, masa' I wear clothes lo continue like a negligee." Geet took a bar of gold and observed it.

Afran chuckled and embraced his shoulder. "Ready.if you need one store clothes I buy."

"It's not a store either, but I want to sell."

"You feel good, we go back to Jakarta. We buy a house there and we set a strategy to bales ni arrogant people, we love them a lesson has dared to menginjek lo self-esteem. Make them receive the reward."

Geet nodded in spirit. "Make over me yeah, they think I'm dead. I'm going to bales many times what they did to me."

"That's dong!" Afran kissed Geet's forehead at a glance. "That's new Geetazia. Be brave and confident."

Geet kontan's cheeks blushing. "Did you smell me?"

"Can't you? Did Belom ever get kissed by Huza?" Afran's temptation made Geet pout.

"He is different. Huza kissed in a state of being a spirit."

Afran chuckles. "Now I feel the angetnya I kiss."

"Diiiihh how come you're so flirty is the same me??" Geet pouted back, so embarrassed.

Afran laughed amusedly at seeing the girl misbehaving.

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