The Riot

The Riot
Whither?


As long as they are


not yet willing to tell him where his destination was, Agatha would not agree. Even


after being told it was not necessarily that he would want to. It is not easy to


trust others in this era. What is more that is in the


in front of him now this is not a group of people who can be trusted.


“Colah!” persuade Fadli


shaking the girl's body.


“I won't go


with you!” the girl once again.


“Basic stubbornness!”


chirp Immanuel while clucking.


The man then


stand up from his seat. Without warning or warning at all,


he immediately pulled Agatha's hand. Forcing the girl to stand up as well. Wanted


agatha did not want to stand up in the end. Meanwhile, Immanuel is still


clutching the girl's hand tightly. Not giving a gap or


even a chance at all for him to rebel.


“What the hell is this?!” ask


Agatha did not accept it.


Who is who


you can accept it if treated like that.


“You still have to come


with us,” said Immanuel.


“No rejection


at all. Because I will never accept that one,”


back at the end.


Hearing that sentence,


Agatha could do nothing. The only thing he can do


is following the groove. No problem, though Agatha is actually quite


objected.


“Kita


must follow the flow of their game first before starting to attack it. With


once we can read their habits. This is part of tactics.”


Arjuna's words in the morning


it was still well preserved in his memory. Sometimes, he likes


missing out on some important information at certain times. Agatha is not a person


who rely too much on his memory, therefore knows how much capacity


own brain.


***


It is up to


them. Agatha didn't want to fight anything else until she rebelled. Not want. Her energy


too much was wasted against Hiraeth. He must admit kalan


that man was not a balanced opponent for him. Agatha was almost overwhelmed


face the man alone. It is balanced when viewed in terms of


sum. But not when it comes to its power. Agatha lost a lot of


that one side.


He is currently


he was on a trip with his other friends. Heading to something


a place they don't even want to tell. Everyone seemed enthusiastic, though,


but not with him.


Again, for the


the umpteenth time in this day Agatha was forced to travel together


Immanuel. And he hates that one. Can't just one day


not meeting him. So nauseating. If it wasn't for mission matters, then,


maybe Agatha would just walk away without caring about anything.


Just because of that damn mission he had to be stuck here for some time.


Really ridiculous. Not fair to him. But, how else. Not during


the universe has always been unfair to people like him.


No need to feel


surprised again. There are always days of injustice. Until even


the shock from that universe no longer felt surprising to him. Either Agatha


who are getting used to it, or even numb.


There are only two reasons


makes Agatha feel that nothing is truly fair in this world. Yang


first, either the world is really unfair to some


to God.


***


During the journey,


none of them opened their voices. Everyone just focused on


the road ahead of them now. No one goes by car.


They all agreed to just ride a motorcycle there. In addition to


small, they can also get up to the travel time much faster


rather than using a car.


Until now Agatha


haven't got a clue at all. I don't know where he'll be taken. More


actually, he doesn't care at all. If you have to get caught up in


new problems again, just go. Agatha has a martial ability


capable of the size of a woman. He has at least fought five people


at once and superior. In addition, he used to be almost a running athlete.


Too bad no one supported him for that one. But, no


the problem. Agatha was also not very interested in becoming an athlete.


At least, with


with the ability he has now, Agatha need not be afraid


overuse. But still he has to be careful. Not everyone can


doing the same with himself. Not everyone can be as good as him.


He was lucky.


Until the end


suddenly, Agatha was awakened from her daydream. Fill his head suddenly


instantaneous. Immanuel pulls out his vehicle right in front of a building


not too big. However, it also cannot be said to be too small. Sizes


moderate. After he read the pamphlet listed just above the entrance.


The size is quite large, so people can still read it even from


even the distance.


“Isn't this the place


practicing shooting?” murmuring Agatha.


Question just now


not directed at anyone. Just for himself. However,


apparently not expected. Someone who was right next to him


heard all that. Of course Immanuel. Who else is. The man is new


just get off his bike.


“You're right!” sah


Immanuel in response to the girl's words.


“Why are you


brought me here?” ask Agatha.


“What's the reason?”


ask the man back.


“We usually practice


down here. Almost everyone who joined the mafia club has ever been


hither. Not ever again. Often even,” said Immanuel blatantly.


Agatha then


nod in. This is where they practice. He is sure if


the owner and several staff who have worked here must have been


know their customers. It should have been so. Looks like Agatha


they can also be used as a source of information for


supports the data he has collected so far.


Agatha is not the one


expert in designing something. Especially if it's making a plan. Don't be so


expecting herself. But, at a time like this inevitably Agatha had to


moving itself. Arjuna's condition now requires him to work


independently.


Anyway he's not


you can depend on others like this. What if it turns out


the person whom he had considered the safest place to be, turned around instead


assaulted him. People say, we're gonna cross the line if we


overcompelling. In some cases, that would be good news.


Folks


forced to continue working. During the day at the office, the mood


they got bad because of the demands of the job. But that's the real risk


must face. No one can escape at all.