The Unemployed Youth Goodness System
Chapter 0 | Prolog

Brak! buk it! bakk!

in the hallway of SMK Negeri 7 Harapan school, a group of schoolgirls were performing an anarchic act to a lone student.

"fucking ass! why did my bag fall to the ground!? that bag is expensive! if it breaks you want to replace!?" said a schoolgirl, her name was Martha.

martha hit a poor male student, who was none other than me.

I'm used to being the target of bullying like this. I was forced by martha and other girls to bring their heavier bags today because there are art and sports lessons. he told me because I was big and fat.

maybe he thought that having a large body and fat means having a large energy as well. The problem is that I am weak even though I have a large body, plus a bag that I have to carry more than 3 pieces.

"want how else, the bag that I carry mostly." said I defended myself in front of the girl.

"no excuses!!"

I was dragged to class and beaten with a broom. This is also common. While Martha taught me a lesson her gangmate kept the classroom door.

"basic disgrace class! it's ugly, fat, black, not smart, letoy, riotous clothes again. You're not school intention anyway?! I have no money!!"

girls are cursing at me as if I'm an inappropriate person going to school like them. they even mocked my parents by saying that my mother's father was a married couple who were unlucky for giving birth to me.

hearing the commotion in our class children from other classes immediately called the teacher and came the teacher who was also our homeroom teacher.

"martha, the father of nature is here!!" another student named diana.

martha gave me one last blow on my forehead, and it made my forehead bleed. martha then threatened that if I reported her actions to the teacher then she would ask her parents who are the education minister to remove me from the school.

SMK Negeri 7 Harapan is a public school that wants to accept stupid students like me. The reason is because the principal once had a debt of gratitude with my late father, that's why through the inside track I can get into this school, even though the average grades of students in this school are quite low, but this school is famous for producing many outstanding students in the field of sports. I myself went to the art department, because in this department alone I could enter with my low grades.

in this art major there are many bad boys and thugs.the reason why here many students are wayward because those who enter through the back lane is not just me.

- the first break

my allowance wasn't much so I took my supplies to school.Among all the times I spent at school, the first break was the worst time for me.

"woi hippo, buy me the same rich fried rice as usual!"

it was the boy who every first hour of rest made me his lackey, his name was andi. He was my age, an outstanding student in sports and martial arts.one class was afraid of him except for Martha and her gang.

"can I bribe once?" my many.

"uh uh? bribed once? you bring that bad stuff again?"

when I first brought provisions to school, andi came and tasted my provisions, then spat it on my desk.

"it's good.it's just your taste is different." I replied in a soft voice.

andi got up from her chair and walked up to me.

"gua told you to buy fried rice, but you instead mgedebatesin the taste of your provisions.lu said you have good food right, where is this cave cobain!"

I gave my spoon to andi.

"nahh really pasten cave want fried rice" said Andi pas see the provisions that I brought the contents of fried rice.

he cut an omelet with a spoon then scooped the rice into his mouth.

how to eat andi a little dirty, when chewing rice in his mouth scattered where.

andi commented on the fried rice my mother made.

"it tastes better than it used to, but it's still not good."

fuze...

andi spit rice fixed to my face. other children only see the bullying that andi is doing as a matter of course.I also consider this matter ordinary, too, but deep down I want to cry.

"the hunt for rice bribes that are not delicious. that abis buyin cave fried rice. if the fried rice sampe is not dapet cave brokenin handlu!"

I rushed to bribe the rice and ran immediately to the cafeteria.So afraid of andi I forgot to ask for the money.

"step! move aside! hippos are running away!"

"alert sis..!! you'll be hit!!"

not only did the child in my class, the child in the other class also shunned me. In this school I had a reputation, that of the hippo, the worst child in the whole school.

everyone bullies me. When bullies are caught off guard by teachers, they always reason only to joke and not really hurt the bullied child.

that is the reason that bullies always use, and strangely the teachers always accept that reason even though they realize bullying is still bullying.

arriving at the cafeteria I was in big trouble. because the queue at the fried rice stall mom imah is long. if I join the queue can not be time to eat fried rice.

when I was confused to find a way to arrive, the child who stood in line opened the way for me. I just remembered that you were the child feared by one of our generation, namely class 1. I, who was also famous as the lackey andi, was left to order first because the child was also afraid of andi.

the uncomfortable look I felt when I was in the crowd, but I tried to hold it back because there was no other way for me. I had to face it even though my heart felt very hot.

"i bought a serving of fried rice..."

"you are, until when do you want to be in the mockery of another rich student like this?" ask mommy.he was one of the good guys to me at this school.

"want how else ma'am.I can't fight them either." I replied in a sad tone.

finished making fried rice, mother imah advised me to be careful.

"be careful, son, if there are children who want to hurt you, you have to defend yourself, son..."

I nodded slowly, thanks to the strong influence of andi I was able to bring her fried rice in time.

10 Minutes later the first break is over.

"sir andi!" I gave the fried rice her order on time.

"wahh today you bought it so much yes, good deh..."

fortunately andi did not hit me today. I breathed a sigh of relief. Even though my 10 ribs pocket money was lost because I did not dare to charge the spare money to Andi, but at least I can still eat my provisions calmly. at least that's how I think it is.

when I looked at my desk, I saw that my food had been eaten by a cat with the type of anggora.I immediately approached the cat anggora.I asked my classmate who the cat belonged to.

"i don't know don't talk to me" replied my colleague.

"don't know." the others answered the same.

"if the owner is not a classmate here, I'll take this cat to the superintendent" I thought.

because I like cats, I did not get angry when I was going to take the cat out of class, martha arrived angry.

"where will my cat be taken? flip here!"

I dropped off martha's cat.

"heh hippo, don't sit down. The cave has work for you.."

"but soon rest is over. You want to tell me what to do?"

martha pinched my hand.it hurt so much, it stuck in my hand.

"want nolak? want the cave to tell the cave man about this morning?" martha threatened.

"no. no..."

"yes if you don't want to be outside, join the cave to the back alley of the school."

inevitably I have to follow Martha. whereas I do not want to join, because the hours of lessons after the first break are art lessons that are the main subjects of my major.

in the back alley of the school...

"look at the kid next door" said Martha.

"yes, look." I replied.

"since morning the cave watches kececer on the road. it's a very expensive hour. the cave had asked friends cave nyari along the road to school, except this alleyway."

I feel the danger here. the children next door are ditching in the alleyway.they are famous as children majoring locomotive who like to fight. their reputation is bad in the community but pretty good in their schools.

"do you understand what the cave means, right?" ask martha.

"i just have to go down the road you're on, right?"

"not only that, take the cave watch that was taken the same child next door.this morning salsa said that the cave clock was taken the same boy."

"but not necessarily those who take your watch.it could be someone else who passed in the alley before them." I look for reasons so that there is no need to look for a storm with the child next door.if there is a fight I can be exhausted by the 6-person machine boy.

"said, salsa squirms they took the cave watch..!! cave do not want to know, just you first try to make a cave watch. if you succeed, the cave will be sorry for you because you dirty the cave bag this morning..!!"

"the time is just because of jatohin bags, told this way..."

martha took something out of her handbag and threw it in front of the boy.

"wha!! what the hell!!"

martha started by throwing firecrackers at the children.

"remember! make an effort to apologize cave!"

martha immediately ran away after doing that, while the children of the machine suspected me. They flocked to come to me.

"heh, are you the one who threw firecrackers at us?" said the most brilliant student among them.

"the keknya may not be zal. because this child is a coward" said the other child.

"yes, this is a child who is called a hippo as a child of art" said another child.

"continue if not you who else?! why are you also silently staring at our ngeliatin?!" the machine boy began to raise his voice.

I was confused if I should tell them that Martha threw the firecrackers, but then Martha will be constantly bullied by this child. but if it's true what martha's friend said that this kid took a scattered Martha's watch, can I ask them to give it back either? don't know, whatever I do I'll still get beat up.

the plaque!

i'm slapped.

"this child is taught to speak well even diem. means that you are the one who threw us right!!"

.....

I was beaten by them until I fainted. As soon as I woke up, I reached into the bag, took the phone to look at the clock, as soon as I saw my phone screen was badly cracked. They were so outrageous, they were so outrageous, because they beat my phone blindly until it cracked. in the end I can not do anything. I have not even had time to ask them about Martha's watch.

I'm a real coward...

I was crying while my body was still lying limp on the ground. I soon saw martha and the alley coming.

"well, how cute is he. Shall I call uks' boy here?"

"no! what do you do with him!"

"heh yuda hippo! you got my watch?" ask martha.

"no. I got kicked right after you ran."

martha looked to be angry, but her sharp eyes slowly decreased.

"ahh already, why do the cave hope that you will be angry even males" said Martha as she turned away.

"bener martha. for what a crying child on a rich street like this."

I was laughed at by them. I turned on my phone and looked at the clock. After being hit by a kid majoring in machinery I fainted until I came home from school and no one was looking for me that long.

I went to my classroom to pick up the bag. Fortunately today no one is ignorant to hide my bag. I went home on foot with my back and looked down.

in the middle of the road I ran into a beggar grandmother.The grandmother asked for my mercy...

"pity son..."

I walked past the beggar's grandmother without looking at her, but she kept following me, so I was not pleasing to people. I'm known as a loner and sociopath.

I had no friends because of the trauma of being bullied since I was a sd, and I became a person who lacked empathy aka sociopaths because of not being confident. that's why everyone who asks me for help I always reject it for various reasons.

I was a loser not because I was bullied from sd until now, but because I never tried to improve things, even I could not create a harmonious environment with my family. the only family that loves me is my mother.

"pity son. grandma hasn't eaten all day." Grandma beggar's voice really withered.

"...i haven't eaten all day either, Grandma." I replied cynically, thinking that I was in the same position as the grandmother, the grandmother no longer followed me. I also did not turn to look at her.

arriving at home. I saw my mother was lifting a clothesline.my mother called nia mother in this neighborhood.unlike me fat and ugly, my mother is quite slim and her face looks young despite being 35 years old.my mother works as an employee at a laundry shop. the salary my mother received each month was enough to eat a day and to pay rent for the house, while for electricity and water we had to save money so that the monthly spending was enough.

"you came home early today yudha. wait a minute yes, soon the rice is ripe, you must be hungry right." asked my mother.

"yes ma'am, yudha is hungry. I did not have time to eat while resting."

I rushed in while hiding the bruises on my face, but I could not get inside the house, my mother had caught her bruised face.

"we got beaten again?" ask mom.

"yes, ma'am." I replied with a heavy heart.I'm ashamed to go home battered like this.

"who hit you!? you eat, take a bath first abis we make the same calculation of the child who attacked you!!" of course my mother was very angry when I was beaten up. she was a good parent, but unfortunately I was not a good child.

"no need ma'am.. yudha is not papa..."

"but I do not accept this beloved child to be treated rich like this! let's make a calculation!"

"I SAID NO!!!"

unconsciously I shouted at my mother.I'm an ungodly child, because I fear the children of machines more than my mother.

"I'M EMBARRASSED TO BRING PARENTS TO SCHOOL!!! LET ME DESIGN MY OWN PROBLEMS!!!"

I snapped in a very loud voice until I was heard by a neighbor down the street.I felt very guilty for yelling at my mother.I felt like I wanted to cry but my ego was holding me back from doing that.

"that's right, I'm sorry I interfered in your business..."

my heart was getting ripped apart when I saw my mother lowering her head, it hurt so much to see her.

"you eat first. abis rest while guarding the house. mother wants to go to work" said my mother while lifting the basket of clothes.

at night, I checked my cracked phone.the screen can still be lit but there is black black on the left of the display hpku. although the black is a little but it is quite damaging to the scene. I didn't tell my mom about my cracked phone screen.

I fell asleep around 22:50 wib.

that night I had a dream.In my dream I repeated the incident when I refused to help the beggar's grandmother last day.

"pity my grandmother has not eaten all day." I began to think, in the real world I refused to help this grandmother, so at least I had to help her in this dream. in a dream, I will not feel any loss.

I took out my wallet and took the remaining 2 grand in my wallet.

"thank you son, may God repay your kindness..."

when my wrinkled grandmother's hand almost reached my 2 rib money I immediately pulled my hand and put the money back in my wallet.

"after I thought, I also need this money.sorry, Grandma." I said as I walked past the grandmother. both in the real world and in the dream world I was a bad person.

"is it hard to do good?"

my steps stopped hearing the words from the beggar's grandmother.

"what did grandma say?" I was full of wonder.

"you feel you are a poor person, so you don't want to help others" the mysterious grandmother said.

"must be like that, right?" my question is in my heart.

"you must learn that the misfortunes you face are not a reason to ignore others who need help.Your grandmother has a chance to change your life."

after hearing those hard-to-understand words I saw my chest covered in flames.I could see my body becoming transparent and I saw my heart burning with flames.

my chest felt very hot, when it was just a dream.I tried hard to wake myself up. Until I finally managed to wake up after stomping my feet hard into the bed.

"nightmare! I had a bad dream!" I said while holding my chest.

while still in shock with the dream I had just experienced, my phone whose battery ran out suddenly lit up.

I immediately checked my phone, I saw the battery was fully charged whereas before going to bed I deliberately did not charge it.

"did mom charge my phone?" my thinking.

when I see the clock still shows at 23.50 wib I also realize a discrepancy. hpku battery may not be fully charged in 1 hour. hpku is Samsung J1 2015 which does not have a fast charging feature.

out of curiosity I checked my phone. All applications except learning applications are deleted by themselves, and there is one foreign application called K. S. (Kindness System) mysteriously installed on hpku.

at first I did not want to open the application because I was afraid it was a hacker application, but because my curiosity was greater I also opened the application.

when opened my phone screen turned blue, then appeared the choice of language settings.I choose Indonesian.

then came the animation chibi of a man in all black clothes, and appeared the writing in Indonesian - System of Kindness - followed by the word greeting from the chibi man.

[welcome to the universe of goodness.]

[he's a lucky man.]

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