The Victimized Youth of the Ponpes
Disband

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After a long walk down the street of the city of Farhan has now reached the terminal, he immediately went to the counter and bought a ticket for departure for today, and it just so happens that tonight at around 9pm there will be a bus leaving for where Farhan will be heading.

Because now it is only 5 pm Farhan there is still time to relax for a moment, in the terminal there are indeed many traveling merchants who offer their trading. Many people entered and exited the bus terminal, including copets.

From a distance Farhan only smiled because he saw 1 copet who would get into the bus and would act in it.

For a moment Farhan sighed, then stood up from his seat and walked slowly toward the pickpocket.

The pickpocket was waiting in line to get on the bus, and when it was his turn to get on his shoulder there was a hold and stop his steps, he did not get on and the bus started to run away.

The pickpocket looked at the person who stopped him from getting on the bus, and he saw a young survivor looking at him with a cold gaze that gave him a slight creep.

"What's wrong?", asked the pickpocket nervously.

" You don't nyopet ", said Farhan expressionlessly.

Farhan's words also made the pickpocket stunned his body began to shake because Farhan knew that he was a pickpocket.

" A what do you mean, yes,, I, I, I just want to take the bus to go home anyway,, who is the pickpocket?", the pickpocket also denied Farhan's statement.

"Yes, I know you're going home, but you're nyopetin' for the last time this afternoon,,,,, uh,,, you have 9 times to take people's wallets and if you take the bus you will get the tenth", said Farhan has known everything, because of his knowledge Farhan could easily glare at the pickpocket.

At first he thought that Farhan was just an accusatory origin, but unexpectedly he knew all of his even the number of wallets he took.

"And I also know where you threw the nine wallets away, ", Farhan continued, making the pickpocket even more afraid.

" A what do you want?", asked the pickpocket starting to panic.

"Stop nyopet or go to the police" asked Farhan.

" J j j don't, don't, don't, don't, I beg, please, ba alright,,, me, I, I don't nyopet anymore" , said the pickpocket was very scared if Farhan would report it to the police.

"Huff, call your boss, and meet me at the back of the terminal" said Farhan, walking away without looking at the pickpocket.

For a moment the pickpocket was silent, he did not expect that Farhan knew everything about the copet in the terminal. With Farhan's domineering, cold, indifferent appearance, and wearing a turban adding to his mysterious aura to those who felt it made the pickpocket feel no wonder that Farhan had the science to look up to. The pickpocket wasted no more time and immediately went to report to his boss.

The pickpocket felt like something was going to happen, but he didn't know what it was...

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15 Minutes have passed, there are dozens of people with burly faces are huddling towards somewhere, they are heading to the back of the terminal.

The people who saw that were also scared because they felt an unpleasant aura, they did not even dare to look at that group of people who were fierce.

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Behind the terminal Farhan had been waiting for them, Farhan stood up while crossing his arms and looked at the group of people who were starting to approach with a cold gaze, even Farhan gave off his aura of not up to 1%.

And now the distance between Farhan and the group of people was only 10 steps away.

"What do you want?", asked the leader of the man. The leader was of a stout stature, with a knife scar on his cheek, for some reason how many times he fought.

" Dissolve your pickpocket community, rather than you being pickpockets and it's not useful,, you better help the bus drivers to attract passengers, you can get halal money from it", farhan said calmly.

"Haha!! ".

They had been the terminal hand pickpockets for years and no one dared to arrest them, even though the pickpocketing caught no one dared to report them to the police, because there was a case of murder after finding a pickpocket picking up a passenger's wallet on the bus.

"I'll give you 5 minutes to think" said Farhan as if he didn't care about the pickpockets' laughter. Farhan knew clearly they were not just copets but they were also terminal thugs.

" Hey boy, don't beat us up, we've become professionals here, and even the police don't dare with us" the copet leader said.

" The police can't and don't dare stop you, it doesn't mean I can't" Farhan said.

"When you're done, you can't answer my question properly don't blame me for breaking your hand that you used to pickpocket it", farhan continued to let out a third of his aura which made the thugs and pickpockets feel a strong suppressing aura was attacking them.

"Damn it, dare to act in front of me, beat him up" said the thug leader. He sensed that Farhan was not an indiscriminate person, he sensed that the aura attacking them belonged to Farhan.

Without hesitation and with a single command from the leader, the swarm of people charged towards Farhan with his ferocity, they even carried iron rods to smash Farhan's head apart.

But Farhan did not change his position of daryitadi, he was still standing upright with his arms crossed, his eyes cold and his face expressionless.

*Wusssh! *

Like a strong wind that hit the building until it collapsed, Farhan arrived right in front of the thug leader.

The thugs he passed by just now arrived motionless and arrived...

"Aahhh"

One by one they began to lie on the ground and scream loudly, their bones having been broken just because Farhan passed them like a hurricane, they didn't see how Farhan attacked but they certainly felt extreme pain.

"A what happened??!! ", the leader of the thugs began to tremble and slowly walked back. He knew that Farhan had knowledge, but he did not think that Farhan was so scary.

" Dissolve the pickpocket community" Farhan said expressionlessly.

" Good, well, I will disband this community of pickpockets, and I promise not to do anything wrong again" replied the leader, kneeling before Farhan, as if he wanted to cry, he thought that Farhan was a demon disguised as a human.

"Call the ambulance" said Farhan, looking back a little and leaving immediately.

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It was getting dark, Farhan also performed Maghrib and Isha' prayers at the mosque in the terminal. Because of his clothes, Farhan was asked to become a prayer priest, not only was Farhan Maghrib prayer also asked to be a prayer priest of Isha'.

People think that Farhan is a young Ustadz from a Pesantren cottage that has graduated and is traveling around to preach.

Farhan was only a little of that because of the judgment of the person,,,

Hungry so Farhan headed for a rice stall not far from the mosque, there was still half an hour until the bus he was going to ride came.

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Just this time Farhan felt sleepy after dinner, fortunately the bus he was waiting for had arrived, he immediately boarded the bus, put the bag on top, then sat down and began to close his eyes.

Perhaps Farhan will not stay up late, he is quite tired today and will rest early.