Widow Killer Rises
Chapter 38. The title of God of Gambling

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The atmosphere of the room with decorations dominated by maroon, black and gold colors, makes the human mind in it become more tense. Golu was already in front of him, this was their first meeting, so Ravi did not want to make a bad impression in the eyes of his challenger. He prefers to meet his challenger first and get rid of the jealousy that had stirred.

"What are you going to bet?" golu asked in a heavy voice as he pressed the fat fold on his neck.

Gold necklace jewelry as big as a ship chain also makes the man more shiny. The big rings, the big bangles, all were huge and the pure golden glint made the fat man ; it looked more like a walking shop.

"To warm up, I put pure gold ingrained bullion female dancer weighing fifteen kilograms. What do you want to put down with this number?" ravi replied by challenging the opponent, of course the unsheathed gaze was deliberately directed, even his handsome face that was always cheerful this time turned cold and dignified.

The clerk of the value calculation section was busy calculating how much gold was worth and checking the gold Ravi brought which was now lying on the gambling table.

The lovers of gambling and those who took part in betting on the complaints of the two different gambling gods of the country also began to boisterously enliven the cold room. The smell of nicotine also lurked so thick in the room, plus some sexy women as if sweetening the way high-level gambling matches this time.

Golu flicked his finger, called out to the assistant and whispered something. Nodding a sign of understanding the assistant passed, not long after the slim man returned with a suitcase and just opened it.

"Diamond The Oppenheimer Blue sold for USD 57.5 million or around Rp 852.8 billion in 2016. And some other diamonds of a different kind, of course the price you can guess yourself, hemm," replied Golu flatly, it seemed like this big man with all-round large jewelry had no expression other than being flat.

"Count!" Ravi's orders to the officers.

Before the fight began, the counters and checkers of the assets at stake on the gambling table began to get busy with their duties. While the fighters serve wine and snacks at fantastic prices. Not to forget the beautiful women in clothes are very tempting faith men who are already disbelieving, milling offers warmth in a cold room by showing curves with clothes lacking materials.

For Ravi, the only woman who can tempt her heart is Saraswati, but Saras's temptation will be easily shifted by a piece of invitation to gamble. I don't know what kind of human Ravi this is. Quite unique, usually the gamblers will not be far from the women, but not the case for Ravi, he came enough with his loyal minions from the underground world who were all true men to come to the cold world hell.

It turned out that Ravi's gold bars still exceeded the value of the diamonds brought by Golu, and to the knowledge of the handsome man, more gold was returned and put in the box.

"The game is about to start, you already know the rules of the game, so please take off all the jewelry, suits, glasses and only be allowed to wear shirts and pants."

The referee in charge has given a warning and read the rules. The audience began to tense up, many were betting and each person was holding his or her champion.

The new card began to be unwrapped its seal, shown then to the entire audience. The cards start to be shuffled and the bald man with narrowed eyes shares it with Ravi and Golu.

All the spectators seemed to hold their breath, Ravi showed his calmness in facing Golu, Golu saw his cards, his eyes were pushy to see what was part of him.

Ravi does not have the slightest expression, he is very good at hiding his panic or sadness when facing the enemy. Ah shit, why did Saras face cross for a moment inside his head? This is all because of hearing the voice of a man with his girlfriend a moment ago but Ravi tried to focus back on the gambling table.

A few minutes passed and with a smile of jin ifrit, Ravi slammed his card into the gambling table, followed by Golu. And the baldy who was in charge of watching the game also stood up, the atmosphere that had been silent was now boisterous like a trader in the market.

"And the winner is. Raviiii!"

The cry of the bald makes some people shout happy because the bet wins, and some people again curse, cursing because the champion lost a landslide in the first round.

"I acknowledge you as the god of gambling, Bro," said Golu flatly, there was really no expression on his face, his confession to Ravi was an attitude of knights worthy of thumbs up by Ravi.

Ravi looked at the opponent by raising his eyebrows. It was actually in the heart but died of thoughts towards Saraswati but it turns out that because he is reliable and deserves to be called as the god of Eternal gambling, he also won again!

"You're great too, I salute you. Your game isn't bad, I'm glad to have accepted your challenge, Brother." Ravi replied with a smile review. They shook hands, and Golu asked his men to get out of the hell of the world.

What a talkative guy, but Ravi really likes it, usually the challenger who dared to invite him will be angry even make a scene when losing in one round, but not with Golu, but not with Golu, therefore Ravi did not hesitate to give a hug to the dark-skinned man.

Pingy!

Ravi's cell phone notification rang, while his phone was still in the officer's basket guarding their belongings.

Ravi was allowed to take his phone by officers, the man rushed to wear his black slim fit suit and immediately opened his phone.

(By, where are you anyway? Why are my messages not being answered? And why did you just break up the phone one-sidedly?) A message from Saras that was immediately replied by Ravi by calling him, he did not want his favorite to worry even though jealousy was still lingering in his mind.

“Halo .. I'm sorry yes, dear .. earlier that was actually I wanted to meet but because I remembered you so I called right away. It's just, you went outside not telling me. I told you that now I am out of town, tomorrow morning I will pick you up, there is a special surprise for you" Ravi replied with a carefree smile.

One of the winning diamonds he will give to the woman who has mastered his heart, Ravi had imagined, the widow killer would be happy.

[Yes already then. I wait for tomorrow morning, By] answered Saras briefly without frills to seduce the man who is now starting to make him doubt because of Ravi's behavior lately that makes him confused.

“Ok, Dear. I love you ...”

‘I'm sorry I lied to you, Saras .. but I really can't afford to lose my hard-earned gambling god title! I promise one day will stop but for now I am not strong,’ regretted the man by exhaling while looking up. Is it wrong that he feels affectionate about his title? I don't know, obviously he doesn't want to lose his title and his love.