
"Akhmar, if this girl leaks anywhere, we can get in trouble" said the man in the blue shirt.
"Gue guarantee he won't get you into trouble." Akhmar stared at Aiza's face as he said so.
Aiza rushed back and then half ran away from the place.
Akhmar, a man feared by his young class because he is considered the leader of thugs above thugs. He was still sitting in college, but the lecture was only limited to looking for a doang stamp, without actually studying. Because it rarely enters campus, often even on the streets.
He beat five people at once and became paralyzed. Yes, one of his legs was paralyzed by him. Not only that, he had once stabbed an opponent. He also fought against ten men, and he won with an opponent who had all become disabled.
It gives the world real proof that it is worth to be feared. Not respected, because the difference between fear and reluctance.
Who dares to Akhmar? There aren't. Everyone in the region knew who Akhmar was, a young man who had advantages in terms of martial arts and unusual ingenuity.
"Lo knew the girl? Lo said he had held him," said the man in a blue shirt, none other than Atep. His name was supposed to be Abid, but Akhmar managed to make his nickname Atep.
All of Akhmar's friends did not escape the nickname of each unique and run away from the real name. Ibrahim got the nickname Bajul, Rahman became Enyong, and last Alif whose fate is also apes because his name is so Jambrong. Far away from Alif turned into Jambrong.
Akhmar laid his body on a long wooden chair. Closing eyes with legs crossed.
"You guys are wrong. Why make it here. Is there any place more hidden? That's it, you're guilty of people. Basic doubt!" Akhmar spoke with his eyes closed.
Akhmar's friends exchanged glances. They are students of conglomerate descent who demand knowledge just to find a title. Entering campus is rarely everyday even more often hanging out. Eat in a cafe, and brawl more often.
Enyong, the handsome-looking man whose body was a bit thin was squatting and playing the hape. Choosing tight-lipped.
Jambrong, a man who also looks handsome with typical Korean hair was whistling.
Brum...
The sound of the motor roar makes a direct view towards the source of the sound. Seemed Bajul, who is also one of the members of the somplak gang appeared with a motorcycle-rushing. The vehicle he was riding was sliding fast and stopped at a distance of two inches from the motorcycle Akhmar parked there.
"Buset, you want your nutmeg to be drowned in the sea if it hits Akhmar's motorbike?" Atep head bobble.
Bajul just smiled thinly.
Suddenly a voice came from behind the wall of the fence. A straight look was fixed on the source of the sound. Just a little look at the tip of the shirt that ensured there was someone hiding behind the wall of the fence.
"There's something missing" whispered Atep staring at the shirt. "Don't let her look since, she knows that we make. Take this if we get reported to the citizens."
The clothes behind the wall disappeared.
Seriate