Runaway!

"Don't be so frequent, your child is calling 'papa' in the bathroom,"

"I've often changed girls, I'm still just like that," added another.

Julian just chuckled as he walked away. A joke he rarely did. Why use hands, masturbation when he can use women?

Once in the bathroom, his face turned restless. Sooner or later the police will find him. Julian will be charged with multiple articles. It never crossed his mind to die in an executed state in the head!

The only way was for him to get as far away from here as possible! Yes, he had to do it right away. With minimal supplies, Julian prepared to leave, but at the door he was confronted by Santo, the owner of the workshop where he worked.

"What time is it? Are you going to work or not?"

"Sorry boss, I overslept," said Julian simply. In fact, only a little longer he fled away from the city, but his steps were hampered by his boss who suddenly came.

"Bring all the bags? Don't tell me you want to run away. Your debt to me has not been paid off," said Santo. Julian didn't flinch. If he insisted on running away, he knew the risks involved. His famous boss of the bars was ready with a machete that he always carried with him everywhere.

"No, Boss." Julian sighed. There was no other choice but to go back to work today. He put down his bag. Then follow the boss to the workshop.

Anxiety haunts. Along the way to the smithy, he felt many pairs of eyes watching him. Worry if any of them police will ambush him. If so, the history is over.

Even in the workshop he did not focus. His eyes kept an eye on everyone who came. He's like a paranoid. His heart was beating fast all the time.

Until a group of thugs came to his workshop. Julian could catch the glint of anger on their faces.

"You kicked Anton's boss last night?" snarled one of the tallest of them.

"Not me," said Julian casually, fixing a car engine.

The man grinned, "How can you be relaxed like this, even though it is clear that you are a fugitive from the police and have dared to kick our leader. Your life will not be calm, young man."

Julian shuddered. He glanced around. Make sure no one overhears their conversation. The gang of thugs already knew that he was the target of the police. They could have dragged him to the police station right then and there!

"You don't have to worry. I won't immediately hand you over to the police for free, but you must be held responsible for harming our boss. Our lord!"

"Tell me! What should I do!" said Julian who started the network. He was never afraid of thugs, but the death sentence if he faced it was more terrifying.

"Come to boss Anton's house on Jalan Pegangsaan. Just so you know, you've been tagged by all the thugs in this town. In fact, even when you step out of here someone is watching you. So don't even think about running away."

Julian is just precious. Staring at the backs of the thugs who walked away. He wanted to destroy the car in front of him, but was afraid of his boss because of the outstanding debt.

*

Without hesitation, Julian came to the house in question. A mansion is like a palace among the small houses beside it. Julian was amazed. No wonder Anton is rich. In addition to the leader of the thugs who almost get 'tributes' every day. Anton is also known as the boss of playing complete with his karaoke. Not to mention other illegal businesses.

A guard opened the gate, now the real palace with a large courtyard was displayed. The garden is arranged in such a way that it looks attractive to the eye. There is a fountain in the middle. Make it charming. Julian is enough, Anton apparently has a pretty high taste.