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I'm Waiting For You In Heaven

Nirmala is a girl with leukemia, who has a relationship with a man who is the son of a wealthy businessman. With the help of a bone marrow transplant from a donor, Kevin. Nirmala is not liked by her stepmother and stepsisters. Until her stepmother died, Nirmala's stepsister did not like her. Nirmala Loved by three men at once. Who will win Nirmala's heart? Can Nirmala recover? Will Kevin succeed in trying to save his life with his hard work as a donor? Don't miss Nirmala's sad sad stories only here! Read the full story only in the series I'm waiting for you in heaven. Read now!!

Iin_Romita · Urbain
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43 Chs

Bully Thug

Chapter 2

That morning, Aunt Asih only made fried rice, in fact she had already eaten breakfast and took her medicine.

With only a few notes left in his wallet, he walked limply to the supermarket. His legs were still weak from the pain he didn't feel.

With a limp, he finally arrived at the edge of the highway and blocked an angkot that would pass from there.

"Why are my legs shaking like this, I'm dizzy. I can't faint again. If I faint, Aunt Asih and Uncle will scold me later. I have to be strong," said Nirmala.

It didn't take long for the angkot to pass, he blocked it by waving his hand.

"Tenggilis Bang Market," he said to an angkot driver who had not yet asked his destination.

Actually he could pedal to the market there by bicycle. But because he was so weak he didn't dare to take that decision. He will fall and then become a spectacle of people.

In the angkot there are two men with violent bodies. Nirmala sat in a corner because she was afraid of her scary face. With a mustache that was deliberately pulled slowly, he looked at Nirmala with a mischievous look.

Nirmala pulled over so that when the driver was driving, he was surprised that someone just passed by in front of his angkot, he had to brake suddenly.

"Ouch," he said slowly

Nirmala hit the car window with a bang. One man in a long chair that had been far from him until he moved because he slipped backwards close to Nirmala.

Nirmala shuddered with fear. He didn't want the two men to mess around. Even seeing them did not dare.

"Ah, why should I be afraid. I just have to scream loudly. Later, the driver will help me. Isn't that right?" Nirmala muttered, holding her hands tightly.

A breeze came in through the half-open car window. It was more calming at that time.

"Neng, are you alone, Neng?" asked one of the big, grim-faced men. It makes my heart skip a beat when I hear her voice echo. Nirmala didn't even dare to look at him.

He will answer. With great courage.

"Yes, Bang," answered Nirmala casually. He took a deep breath. Slowly don't let the two people notice it.

"Don't you want to come with me?" One person opposite him connected him.

"Thank you Bang, no need," Nirmala managed to keep her cool

It looks like the angkot driver is glancing at them from the car's rearview mirror. But there was no sound from there. In Nirmala's heart, she really wanted to ask for help.

The man next to him got closer and squeezed him. Unexpectedly his hand touched Nirmala's finger. Nirmala quickly threw it away.

"I'm sorry, Bang, who is polite. If you do things, I won't hesitate to scream," said Nirmala half scared. The driver immediately noticed.

"Why didn't he help me?" asked Nirmala in her heart.

"Don't sell it dear, Grandma, you don't want to hold your hand. Do you want to beat your brother with money," said the man. His clothes were shabby with no sleeves, so he noticed his big muscles.

The driver stopped the angkot and pulled over suddenly.

Both were furious. Before starting the action, the driver interfered in their business.

He got off the front door of the angkot, walked around and entered through the passenger door.

"Mas, please, keep your behavior in public places!" The driver scolded him

"Don't you go along with that!" answered One man wearing a black t-shirt and ragged shorts.

It seems that the two grim-faced passengers have no fear. He even challenged the driver to a fight.

both of them got down, then intended to beat him. The man lifted his collar. Nirmala comes down.

There was nothing he could do but scream loudly.

"Please please please!" he shouted breathlessly.

The two men beat the driver to death. From a distance several people were running towards them.

Needless to say, they separated their dominant fight between the two burly muscled men. From his body like a market breaker.

"What is this, fighting in the streets?" asked local residents who helped them.

"They bothered me, sir, then the driver intended to help me. In fact, they were beaten by them," answered Nirmala

The looks of thugs like them turned out to be afraid of the people's tantrums. They were silent and apologized to Nirmala and the angkot driver.

"Pay first!" tell one of the residents to the thugs when they are about to leave the place.

One of the thugs reached into his trouser pocket, pulling out twenty thousand which was crumpled like discarded paper.

"Here Bang!" He gave the shabby money to the angkot driver. They turned around and stepped out of the crowd.

"Thank you, everyone," Mira said to people who were kind enough to help.

"Next time, be careful, sis."

"Yes, Sir,"

The angkot driver and Nirmala continued their journey, so it didn't take long for them to arrive at Tenggilis market.

Nirmala saw the sun was shining, it was already very hot.

Glancing at the large wall in front of the market gate, it was 09.30 in the morning.

He hurriedly walked into the back market area, looking for vegetables and fish.

After finding him back, because of the bustling market conditions. He must be willing to jostle in order to find a way.

The groceries fell, Wanted to bend down to pick it up but everything was damaged because a passerby accidentally stepped on it.

When it was getting quiet, he picked it up. Look at the vegetables that have been damaged. There was no way he could take her home. Only this fish that can still be helped.

In my heart I feel sad, this is how life becomes a difficult person. But he is still grateful that every day he can still see rice on the dinner table. Her tears just flowed. without permission.

Look, it's in the crowd. If he cries he will become the spectacle of the people there.

He quickly removed it, and went back to looking for something that wasn't in the kitchen. Should be enough with the money I brought. If it runs out, the address must walk to the house.

Suddenly a man hit him hard. The plastic bag containing the groceries fell again and the contents were scattered everywhere.

"Be careful when you walk," shouted Nirmala loudly.

"Who's at fault, standing in the middle of the road daydreaming!" The man was no less hard to see the neck muscles.

"Can't you see I'm standing here. Where do you put your eyes?" asked Nirmala by pointing the second when the eyes of the man in front of her.

Today he is very angry, he has been holding back his emotions for a long time. This time he wanted to vent his frustration.

"Hey arrogant girl, quickly apologize to me, before my emotions rise!" Commands a tall white man, and looks cute even when he's angry.

No, you're wrong. Take a look at all the broken groceries. None of which I can take. That's food for my family today," explained Nirmala to the stubborn man in front of her.