Unemployed Son-in-law's Rights: The Book of the Dragon Killer

Unemployed Son-in-law's Rights: The Book of the Dragon Killer
Hungrier


"Anybody else wants to end up like him?"


No one answered, because seeing the floor of the ruined hall was already a horror.


Ali, with a burning annoyance in her, grabbed Robi's hair and hit him once, twice.


Boom! Boom! Boom!


"That's for Karna." Once again Ali hit Robi in the face, "it was for the man who was there." Ali hit again, "it's for the host of this meeting." And again, "that's the people you're freaking out about." And lastly, a harder punch than ever, "it's for reasons I haven't thought of. I just want to hit you."


Ali's face was filled with anger. Robi's face is now unknown.


"What are you doing this for?" Ali shouted, his voice filled with power. "Where are you practicing? And who trained you?"


Robi was so scared. Not only Robi and his gang members everyone was terrified to see the anger of Ali, including Vino.


Robi wants to cry, she just remembers home, she wants to go home.


Whispering, threatening, "Do you think it will make you stronger than me? If you don't have the information I need, you won't end up living like this!"


Ali held back her anger, but her determination grew stronger. He looked at Robi with a sharp look. "I don't care who you trained or how good your knowledge is. I stand here to say that, if your little gang bothers me, there will be no mercy!"


It stands. Ali stared intently at Indra, a man known as the mastermind behind Robi's actions. Ali feels her anger mounting, knowing that Indra has paid Robi to interfere with her life again.


With steady steps, Ali approached Indra. Indra tried to retreat, wanting to get into the middle of the horde of stone rhinos. However, the gang was as though sculpting, not moving, to make room even though Indra was screaming hysterically.


"Listen carefully, Indra," Ali threatened with a voice that shook with her anger. "If you dare to mess up again or do something like this, I won't hesitate to kill you. Get lost, and never dare to be seen by me!"


Indra trembled, until it did not feel that her lower clothes had been soaked by her pee.


"Now, everyone is gone!" Shouted Ali, expelling Indra including gang members.


"Robi, I know you'll get back at me later. If that time comes, bring your teachers!" Ali said when Robi passed by by being carried away.


After the battle ended, the atmosphere in the meeting hall returned conducive. Ali was relieved to see Karna was still breathing, not suffering fatal injuries from the fight with Robi. He approached Karna with a relieved heart.


"How are you doing, Karna?" ali asked attentively.


Karna smiled weakly as she rubbed the blood on the tip of her lips. "I'm fine, Mr. Ali. Thank you for taking my revenge." He tried to stand up, enduring the pain.


Ali nodded sincerely.


Meanwhile, Ali sees Vino, approaching, standing nearby.


"Master Vino," called Ali softly. "I want to thank you for your help with my family's company, and I want to talk a lot about it. But apparently, I have to drive Karna to the hospital now."


Vino nodded understandingly. "Of course, Son Ali."


Ali gave Vino a handshake, their expression filled with respect and friendship.


"Then I say goodbye, Mr. Vino" Ali said with a warm smile. "I'll call you if there's anything."


After saying goodbye to Vino, Ali took Karna by the arm, making sure that the injured Karna was safe.


Once twice because of a bloody cough. "Mr Ali, can you please let go of my arm? I feel bad."


"Be quiet! My stomach is hungry, I want to go home soon."


"I'll take you."


***


"Ali, are you home? Where have you been all day?" Sapa Nirmala saw Ali coming.


"I work, Mom. Where else is it from?"


"Oh... If it's done, make me some fried rice."


"Is there no food?" Ask Ali. His stomach was already hungry, he also wanted to rest for a while.


"There, but I want some fried rice, so make it for me!"


"I'll be right back."


Not yet Ali stepped up, "where?" Nirmala asked a little. "I'm asking you to make fried rice."


"I'm tired, I'll buy it outside." Reply Ali.


Ali's in-laws said in a condescending tone, "The money you make is definitely nothing. Angel is not working. So don't waste your money. I need you to make me some fried rice." He said, then started muttering, "it's good that I didn't ask for anything weird."


Although his heart wanted to rebel and buy food outside, Ali decided to hold back and replied patiently.


"Of course, Mom. I'll cook you some fried rice soon." Ali said softly. He did not want Nirmala to be offended.


Ali walked towards the kitchen in slow steps. He sighed deeply, trying to gather thoughts and turn frustration into positive energy. He opened the kitchen cabinet and began to pick up the ingredients needed to cook the dish Nirmala requested.


When Ali started cooking fried rice on the stove, Angel found out.


"Why are you cooking? I've been cooking." Said Angel.


"Mother, who asked me."


"Remember, I'll help you. Now, you clean up, then take a break. I don't want my husband to be sick."


Ali smiled, "alright, but how about we cook together?" His request is hopeful.


That's how they end up cooking together, joking around, and having small conversations.


Ali and Angel stand side by side in the kitchen, busy cooking fried rice for Nirmala.


"Ali, I have bad news. Our cousin, Diego, he doesn't want to go to school." Angel opened the theme of the conversation.


Ali seemed not to listen, at this time he focused on paying attention to every curve of his wife's facial line.


"There were already many brothers who tried to persuade him, but he remained stubborn. Do you know what Diego is like?" Angel stopped her movement. "What do you think?"


"It's so pretty" said Ali, looking directly into Angel's eyes. "Oh, I mean. That's not a good thing." Ali's movements became stiff. He grabs the spatula held by Angel.


Angel raised her eyebrows. He knew that Ali did not hear him while speaking.


"Maybe I could try talking to him. Who knows if he'll hear me." Said Ali clumsy.


Angel looked at Ali comparing the nature of Ali and his cousin. "Okay, you try. Maybe your naive and stubborn nature fits him. You guys are like that. It's just imagining!"


"Ahahah...dreaming, huh?" Ali nodded his nod, "okay, I'll do my best, Angel. So that you will no longer compare me to your cousin."