Chapter 1
Gathan came home late from the reunion because his car tire was leaking. Worse, the car doesn't have enough equipment to change tires. Around there is no workshop. Gathan calls his best friend, he picks up the phone in his pants pocket. He then called Binar's contact number.
"Woy! Where are you?" asked Gathan directly.
"At home, what's wrong?" replied Binar on the other side.
"You can pick me up now, my car's tires are leaking," Gathan said.
"Where are you now?"
"I...." Gathan looked around. "I'm on Kembang Desa street," he continued, then joined when he saw the street name plate at the end of the road.
"Where is it?"
"I don't know!" snapped a emotional Gathan
off his mobile phone without waiting for a response from Binar. "Argh, I'm unlucky. I was caught cheating, scolded by my father. Now my tires are leaking," scolded Gathan as he kicked his car tire, pouring out his emotions.
"Boss, there's a victim," whispers a muscular man to his friend. He pointed to Gathan with his chin. They had both observed Gathan's movements in front of the closed coffee shop.
"Just brush it. I think he's a rich kid," orders the man the previous boss called. The two men rushed to Gathan, who was still busy fiddling with his phone.
Give me your valuables. shouted the thug while pointing a knife at Gathan's neck.
"Waits, relax, bro. What is this?" asked Gathan trying to avoid the reach of the knife from his neck.
"Don't talk too much! Give me your wallet and phone! Car keys too!"
"Hey, bro. I just said one sentence, and you claimed I talk a lot? Ⅰ…
Bro! Bro! You think I'm your friend! You want me to hit you! Hah! Give it to me! The man's roars were tempered by Gathan's cool attitude.
"Hey, you guys were at the train station this morning, right? What are you doing here?" asked a beautiful girl who was next to Gathan.
"Uh, boss... Boss... She's the girl who this morning got us battered when we stole at the station," whispered the tattooed man to the long-haired man.
"Yes, I know. It's bad! We can go to the hospital if she finds out we're robbing people again."
"Hey, I'm asking you guys! Why are you just shut up? Don't tell me you want to...," the girl hangs her sentence while glancing at the knife still around Gathan's neck.
"No, no, no!" The long-haired man keeps the knife away from Gathan's neck. "It's not... We did nothing. We just want to get to know this handsome guy. Right, bro?" The two men tried to get along by embracing Gathan's shoulder.
"What there is this? You two were mad at me, saying I was talking too much. Why after meeting this girl you guys become cowards?" said Gathan.
The girl looked at Gathan. "Hey, give me your wallet." She reached out his hand towards the man.
"Yes? My wallet? For what?" Tanya Gathan was confused.
"Just give it to me." The girl insisted, making Gathan even more confused.
"What the hell? Is it possible that the three of them worked together to rob me?" said Gathan little heart.
With mixed feelings, Gathan handed over his wallet to the girl without asking any further questions. The girl took some pieces of money from Gathan's wallet and returned the wallet to its owner after draining the contents of her wallet.
"Come on, bro. It's better for you two to go home, your wives and kids both of you must be worried because it's late at night like this but you two aren't home. There's a little money for you two." The girl gave money to the two men. "But you two have to promise me you will making money in halal way. No more stealing or robbing," the girl added.
"All right, all right. Thanks! Come on!" said the long-haired man, then asked his friend to leave after receiving the money.
"Are you okay?" asked the girl turning her attention to the man who had observed the girl's behavior.
"No." Gathan shook his head.
"You're a rich man, so it's okay, if you lose a little money. Let's just say you did a good deed," the girl said later.
"How do you know I'm a rich man?" asked a shocked Gathan. "Yes, I mean having a lot of money and a luxury car doesn't mean the guy's rich, does he?"
"That's..."